Wheeler High School - Wheelerite Yearbook (North Stonington, CT)

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Class History From the one-room woods-schools - Center, Boom Bridge, Clark's Falls, Shunock, and that terror of teachers known as Bloody Six - we converged at last, on March 19, 1950, on the school from which we were finally to be graduated. We were a motley crew, more used to the wood-shed and the backyard pump, to the buzz of several classes in one room, and the warm-in-front-cold-in-back feeling of winter around the stove than to the airy, modern rooms, the convenience of running water, and the full attention of one teacher instructing our grade all day long. It took us a few years to become used to the ways of a real school; up to our graduating day, teachers and Mr. Blanchard alike usually looked to the class of 1958 for the explanation for anything in the way of mischief around the schools. In fact, several people in the know share our private belief that it was this class that sent a number of more timid and sensitive teachers screaming for the hills. But our ledger does not all appear on the minus side. It was our class, too, that built a reputation for being up-and-coming. We introduced cinemascope to North Stonington, started the tradition of a semi-formal Sophomore Hop, put on numerous food sales at Brown and Stone's, made and sold Christmas wreaths, and put on the first Sock Hop seen in the village, an innovation to have long and revolutionary effects on the laundering habits of many. Our many paper drives were notable, if not for their crashing financial success, at least for the enthusiasm with which the entire class turned themselves into avid scrap collectors! And when senior days came at last, about one half of the class found itself college-bound. Piloted by willing class officers and encouraged by sympathetic advisors, we sped our happy busy years through Wheeler and at last faced the threshold of that hazy time then known as the future.

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JACQUELYN TAYLOR - Business Class Secretary 2; Class Vice President 3, 4; Chorus 1,2; Student Council Secretary 1; Pep Club President 4; Varsity Club Secretary 4; Cheerleader 1,2; Captain 3; Driver Education 2; Washington Club 4; Dramatics 1; Home Ec 1; Yearbook Staff 4; Wheeler-ite 1.3. BEVERLY WILCOX - Business Washington Club 4; Pep Club 4; Basketball 4. WINFIELD STEDMAN - General Varsity Club 4; Sports Club 4; Washington Club 4; Driver Education 3; Guitar Club 4; Audio 1; Nature Club 3; Basketball 3; Base ball 2,3; Safety Club 4. VIRGINIA BIRKBECK - Business Wheeler-ite 2; Cheerleader 2; Home Ec Club 2; Treasurer 3; School Play 3; Driver Education 2.

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Class Will We, the Senior Class of Wheeler High School of North Stonington, in this year of 1957-58, being of sound mind and body, do hereby make this, our last will and testament. I, Robert Adams, will my janitor's position to Brian Hill who is already somewhat indoctrinated. I, Robert Banning, leave my experience with CHICKS” to Thurlow Coats. I, Douglas Bassett, will whatever I have to whoever needs whatever I have and can do anything with whatever this thing is. I, Virginia Birkbeck, just left . . . 1, Robert Boissevain, leave all my excuses for tardiness to Jonathan Nichols. I, Susan Brown, will my ability to get along with fellow juniors to Billie Platt. I, Carol Burdick, will my many athletic abilities to good-natured Frances Smith. I, David Champagne, leave to Miss DePaul my wonderful and profound memory. I, Christine Danko, will my artistic abilities to Marlene Driscoll. I, Donald Graichen, will my curly hair to Danny Bill. I, Robert Hauptmann, will my absolute genius with the guitar to Hollis Scott. I, Donald Hayes, will my eagerness in French 11 to anyone who wants it. I, Nancy Hayes, leave my many qualities to be divided among the Junior Class. I, Roy Lee, leave my muffler-bearings and Foo-Foo valve from my Ford to Charles Bliven. I, Marilyn Main, leave my many musical abilities to Elaine Belanger. I, George McGowan, wish I had something to leave but circumstances as they are I need all I've got and more, too. I, John Scott, leave my agreeable personality to anyone fitted to accept it. I, James Smith, will my genius to that DARLING Carol Johnson. I, Ronnie Stedman, will my crew cut and my muscles to Tommy Knight. I, Winfield Stedman, leave my ability to break into the lunch line and never get caught to Robert Nagle who always is. I, Jackie Taylor, leave my love for dancing to Harold Stedman. I, Beverly Wilco, will my shyness to Rommy Boissevain who needs it.