William A Wirt High School - Sandscript Yearbook (Gary, IN)

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Dione Nobhon, John Nosh, Donno Nemeth, Michoel Nicksic. Donold Porkor, Janet Parker, Michael Parmelce, Nancy Perkin . Due to the inquisitiveness of Maureen Shanahan and Jay Walton, Richard Whitney fingerpoints the place to find St. Louis on the Mississippi. Their nome ore here, but their foces will not appear: Richard Collo Terry Locke Jomes Moore Nancy Norris Berry Proft, Thomo Raupoch, Linda Reinhard, Ann Richordson, Barbara Rigich, Eleanor Robinette. Charles Schroeder, Robin Sederberg, Pot Sekylovich, Maureen Shonohan, Mory Beth Shelgren, Joonne Silver r,9o . Angelo Thono , Patricia Thoma , Lawrence Tigue. John Todo, Susan Tomlinson, Mary Jane Troni, Judy Ulmon v, Richard Whitney, Jeff Wilcox, Carol Williams, Joseph Witham, Ira Wolk, Linda Wright, Jock Wunder, LaJne 2 'w 0 'cimon. 93

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CtycU In the beginning of a new season, we took our first faltering steps toward separation from old ways and took a first try at the acceptance of the new. We were members of the Freshman Class, that relative mark of prestige that is at the same time the symbol of novelty and scorn. High school—at last! was the thought which crossed our minds that first hot September day when we took up our unused roles as the squirts, the scum, the yearlings. While struggling through typically freshman subjects—our first tangle with equations, trying our best to understand Dickens' Great Expectations, or the beginnings of parlez vous francais? and habla usted espanol? —we looked around us and saw that the world that we had waited so long to be a part of was not really so huge and frightening as we had imagined. Led by officer JjteaiisMills, president; Jim Schneider, vice-president; Charlene Isaacson, secretary; and Carol Schneidewind, treasurer; we began to fake Into our own hands the workings of class unity and more specifically, our first class float, Sto flRePanthers, Go You Troopers. Alt l t won no prizes, it was the tangible symbol of the work and worry |( planning and preoccupation that had been ours class. Our first actual high school social activity, Jinx Fantasy, a.; foss dance, required of us the boundless energy which was ours ftjen and which we so freely gave. For the first time in our iyjjKwe could choose the groups in which we were the interest and our members could be found in such varied organizations as GAA, French Club, and the newlyformed Caduceus rClub. In peeping with high school responsibilities, we studied w'th 8 will, joined this club and that, went out for track, ahd socialized v tth other members of our For us, the years end meant a change—nS longer would we be the tyros —but it also meant a continuance of studies, jft ndships, and good times Gorie was the green year, and straight ahead lay the year ol texpansion—we were We found rarselves acclimating to the routine of high school life even more in the passing days of our cond year, and we noticed Jr at going from Mr. Morris' English class and Julius Caesar to biology and insects with Mr. Hamr' ik to geometry and compares with Mr. Dunleavy became a well-remembered and well-liked habit. We burned midnight oils overat Silas Mar-ner exan K r sweated over Latin declensions, but found also we had time for an occasional social event—either planed and executed bm sophs, or in connection with the rest of the school. Our so Hdance was the result of co-operation work on the parlwof all members, but especially on the part of officers Jim Schneider, president; Don Rogers, vice-president; Carqfc Williams, secretare and Charlene Isaacson, treasurer. Clast unity once again reared its head in the thousands of red and white panr flowers, the vMc, the cardboard, and the efforts of .flHHBEthat went into the construction of our grand prize-winning Wat, For WhonBthe Bell Tolls. The long hours at Schneider's had paid off—our class had become the first in Wirt's history toyj vin the Gran Float Prize as sophomores! Our classmates bega£ to be seen in sporting competition, as Mike Jacobs made the varWY ball fcuad and Dave Nash and Bill Hanna the varsity roundball team. We ordered ourkclass rings in the spring, and w®i them feeli® strangely heavy on our maturing fingers, faced the challenge and delightful prospect of upperclassmanship and the year of a«omplishment—we were juniors. NW established as high schoolers and having no doubts about the things that know, we attacked our studies andJ socials with even greater enthusiasm. After putting ture book and noting an important fact for our term papers, handing in our day's algebra I Goinftfe' history questions, we cheered on the ever-increasing number of our meitl irs | baskemall, and track teams. Float committee meetings took up the time of classmates ew freshmen were just beginning to ay Miss Otterbacher's Americas litera-|work, and taking that last look at Mr. swelled the ranks of the football, of our officers, President Don Rogers, Vice-p»idenf Jim Forney, Secretary Barbara ¥Dolata, and Treasurer Connie Martin, and on pprade night we sadly watched our pains-takinolMriolded hopes, in the form of a 'huge white swan (with that notorious broken neck), round the cinder traefcf to take a back teat to that other creature. A rpfal reason to cheer was the appearance of our two lovely representatives n he homecoming een's court, junioi attendants, larbara Dolata and Carol Schneidewind. Towar f spring. King and Queen Da£fc£e prepara- ... i t i e : c ... I. i Senior Sovereignty, the result of these elected fifteen juniors to its raHKS, and after ers, the junior-sponsored Senior farewell Dance, jr Boys' Staters, and Barbara' Dolata attended look back upon, we closed another page in our , the year of the hello to new aspects and the event- tions begflf to get -under ay and to take even more of the time we found time-consuming plans, sho Sd our diligence in its all-around success. Honor inductions, awards Day, jnd commencement for which twenty juniors serve Senior Swansong, dominated thoughts. Dave Nash and Richard Maize Girls' State. With many happenings to look forward to as well a many four-year book dtkexperie resT and focused our attention on the comi ual goodbye to e thing high schoolish —we were seniors. With an anticipation for the new experiences that awaited us, we embarked on our final phase of high, school, realizing that this year would be our last chance for grades, our last time for float-builaing, our last Snow Ball—and we were ready to make the most of every moment of «fe. jAs a fitting beginning to our year, we watched the crowning of Carol Schneidewind as Football- O-Rama Queen, and then theclobbering of rival Gary Edison abd the posting of a new scoring record for the annual event. Class rank became our motivation for Study, and advanced courses of various kinds made up cg curriculum study. We found the sol- ubility product of silver chloride in affianced chemistry, explored the mysteries of circles and learned the relationship of the hypot-enues to the side opposite in analytical gomefry.- idtrigonometry, and delved into Shakespeare's tragedies under the tutelage of advanced English teacher, Mr. Morris. Mr. Simmons pointed out economic and social problems, providing food for future thought. Senior committees, football practice, and club activities found their way into our already homework-filled schedule, as did early preparations for homecoming and the float. Out of a field of good ideas came the suggestion of Victory—We Planet, consisting of a huge revolving flying saucer complete with sound effects and lights. Work began in earnest, and our pains were rewarded as our mushroom was awarded the Grand Float Prize trophy. Barbara Dolata reigned as 1962 Homecoming Queen, with Shirlee Bode and Connie Martin as her attendants. Our team, boasting quite a number of our members, suffered a defeat at homecoming, but persistence paid off as we posted a second conquest of Edison, regaining the coveted Victory Bell. The second annual Snow Ball highlighted Christmas vacation, and we returned to face second semester toil refreshed by the short reprieve. February found us attending the Camera Club Capers to see the coronating of senior Kathy Fisher as this year's Miss Photogenic and Carol Schneidewind as runner-up. March saw the coming and going of the long-awaited King and Queen Dance. Officers, President Jim Forney, Vice-president Tom Hill, Secretary Charlene Isaacson, Treasurer Judy Anderson, and Historian Wendy Pettit, led us in our hectic, but enjoyable, plans for the prom, banquet, and other exclusively senior activities. The twenty-fifth Anniversary Commencement came all too soon, on June 4, and we realized with a start that we were now Wirt alumni. As tassels turned, our four-year book of experiences closed along with the book of our class minutes, but we knew that we would need no book to remember our years—they would be forever engraved on our minds and in our hearts, for ours had been years exclusively like no others . . . exclusively those of the Class of '63. (c£e tta ot en. I 95