Wilmot Union High School - Panther Yearbook (Wilmot, WI)

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'CHAS' His favorite passtinie was mischief and fun, Allowing a little time to get his studying done. WAYNE 'SANDYH Here is 2, lad with plenty to do, Shes not a peach, With bandi chorus she's not a pearl, and Studi ? But her winning Ways I-441 make her a popular girl. X ' I c, HBARBH UDONNAH Her winning charm and personality, Brings out She loves to work she loves to play, Happy go-lufcky every day. a special informality. Page Twenty-four

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WENDY A quiet maiden intent on her work, We know her duties MED!! In classes he h 'll ne shirk. S E Ver doesn't seem to care, ROSIE But he's always willing to accept a dare. HMARGE7' .4 DIANE She is indeed an excellent friend, A willing worker and true to the end J 'ivy LC! IQ J 'F J 1' . , , , gt, if Industrious, willing, 'Wg ' - . worker is she, Q X Eff? She came as a To lihehdcfgr ii Siccess' New XQKFW cC9L7f 211 transfer in 4:56-ju, S 9 0 S E ey- !Z, T, I nh ,lv I Now she's a Senior I .fy '57 ff 'wif . J - XC, and knows the tricks. X i -I Z-1. 51, Page Twenty-three ug ff '4- 11 i X, 1 on xvfj Y

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CLASS PROPHECY The story you are about to hear is fictitious, the names have remained the same to reveal the lives and futures of all concerned. My name is Sergeant Dicklin. It was May 30, 1967, and the clock was just about to strike 7:45 when Lieutenant Schilz called me down to the office. He had a big case for me to solve, and he wanted it done quickly. It was 7:50 when I arrived at the office where I met my partner Sergeant Jo Poschf' Lieuten- ant Schilz gave me the facts and the nearest thing he could figure out was that someone had something against the school. The only clues the Lieutenant could give me were that the initials of the guilty person were D. M. I began following my only clue and my first stop was at a popular Tea Room next to the school. I asked for the owner and was soon introduced to a man by the name of Mr. Ed Satterstenf' I gave him the reason for my being there and started ques- tioning him. I didn't learn much, the only thing he could say was that only one person had seen the crime and that I could find her at the Burlington hospital. This wasn't much help, but it was at least another fact to consider. I began at once to follow this clue, with my partner close at my heels. My next stop was Burlington Memorial hospital where I met Miss Judy Kleeb just coming out of surgery, swinging a wicked looking knife. She lead me and my partner, Jo, to her office and immediate- ly began giving me the facts. She had inside in- formation from someone but I couldn't lay my finger on just who. V The first point of interest I found out was that Roger Allen and Dutch Haase were in the Big time now. I wasnt sure of their reason for this but the nearest clue was that their giggling act was paralizing thousands. They were using previous experience-English 4. Judy went on to say in a friendly manner that she knew of a floor-walker at a big department store by the name of Ed Zima. He had been using the experience he got in training for track while in high school to get around quick and if any- body could help he could. Maybe there had been more than just one witness after all. Someone was holding back the facts and I wanted them all. It was 10:22 when I arrived on the spot and it took little time to find my suspect. Before I could catch my breath I was standing in a small room, namely the boiler room. Just as Ed began talking the door flew open and in walked a guy by the name of Irv Partenheimerf' I later found out that he was the janitor and his favorite job was sitting in the boiler room. Mr. Zima began talking in a hurried fashion and I had little chance to catch the facts, just the facts, straight facts. He had noticed a woman com- ing down the street at the time the crime had been committed. The one strange thing about the whole affair was that she was being followed by five little girls that looked just like her. He saw them get into a car and then heard a man shouting, Hey, Miss Schwartz, which was her maiden name. It was 11:22 when Jo and I started on our way out. We had wasted another hour without getting any information. Jo and I stopped for lunch at a place called Clever Suz. We learned the proprietor's last name was Rausch and she was featuring i'Franz's Hot Shots for entertainment along with a side show of Can-Can Dancers that was put on by t'Jones and Smith, Incf' As the show started the first thing that attracted my attention was a sign that was carried on to the stage saying, If You Can-Can, We Can-Can. n As we left I asked Jo if she thought it was worth the trouble to look up Miss Schwartz. Her answer was, No harm in trying, only thing we've got to go on. I agreed. Miss Schwartz lived in the better part of town, about seven minutes away from 'tClever Suz. It was 12:56 when a girl of about eight opened the door. I asked for Miss Schwartz. The girl looked at me rather skeptically and called, Mom- my. This brought a woman in her middle twenties to the door. I gave her the f'acts and she answered the questions the best she could. She had been on the block when the school was robbed all right. But she hadn't seen much. Jo glanced at me rather strangely and I knew what she meant. We both headed for the door. Oh, wait! I did notice one thing, said Miss Schwartz. Yes Mam, What ? 'tThere was 'a truck parked in front of the school with a 'Jacobs Trucking Company' sign on it, but there was nothing phony looking about it to me. Thanks Mam, I said, and left. Outside Jo asked, Well, what now Sergeant '? This was a question I couldn,t answer. We weren't getting very far but there was nothing to lose in going to see Mr. Jacobs. We found out from Darold Callow the owner of the gas station, that Jacobs ran a trucking company located on the outskirts of town. It was 1:15 when we arrived at a large trucking company where Miss Hauri the secretary greeted us. She told us that Mr. Jacobs would be back from Page Twenty-five