1948-1949 Owen, WI High School Annual10 "The Cloverleaf"

1948-49 Owen High School

Cloverleaf Year Book Index

Yearbook property of: Carol Rene (Lipprandt) Stroud

From the estate of: Norbert Walter Carl Lipprandt

Owen High School Senior Class Will

We the senior class of 1949, Owen High School, would at this great moment of parting, like to bestow on the junior class some of our most beloved possessions and delights. We have looked forward with great anticipation for this time to arrive but now that it’s here we wish that it could continue, so in departing we want to leave behind us our joys of school life and go forth looking new. We hope our under classmates will make good use of the treasurer we bequeath them, which are as follows:

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I, Janet Ackerman, will my dark hair to Birdelle Lysdahl; boys go for brunettes too Birdie.

I, Arlynne Arp, will my sweet disposition to Mary Marino and Janet Stuve; do you think you need it?

I, Gerald Behringer, will my good makes to next year’s seniors. Hope you do better than this years.

I, George Behringer, will my best car to Bruce Hull; you can put your truck away now Bruce, Lolly will appreciate a car more.

I, Marjorie Bernsee, will my graceful walk to Beverly Pyatt; nice strolling Bev.

I, Evelyn Bjornstad, will my ability to get along with everyone to Alex Nowak and Jerry Madsen; you’re bound to have lots of friends.

I, Patricia Bladl, will my laziness and lack of initiative to Marjorie Barnaske; I’m sure you’ll need it.

I, Doris Capes, will my quietness to Bill Wesevich; I hope you can take a hint.

I, Pete Devine, will my regular attendance in school to Beatrice Krug; don’t hurt yourself getting here on time.

I, Theresa Devine, will Parky to myself; hands off girls – he’s mine.

I, Mary Ellen Johnson, will my loud voice to George Southworth; lend an ear gang.

I, Harold Laube, will my night life to Norbert Lipprandt; it’s a great life so why not enjoy it, also to Beverly Johnson; you’re bound to get around.

I, Waunita Lindau, will my air of perfect innocence that fools very one of Andrew Smith and Clarence Johnson.

I, Jeanne Mahoney, will my figure to Ervin Gay.

I, Norma Murphy, will my pretty hair styles to Wanda Piotrowski; now you’re really on the ball.

I, Lorna Obernberger, will my short run to the bus to Vernetta Molle.

I, Jerome Riley, will Janice Devine to Frank Paulukiewicz; I won’t be here to look after her.

I, Kenny Roohr, will my crew cut to Oakley Steinke; at least you’ll be able to see something now.

I, Frank Samek, will my ability to get along with the girls to Paul Stasek; take the hint Paul, its fun.

I, Clifford Smith, will my tallness to Karl Buchholz; the girls like them tall, Karl.

I, Bob Sluzewski, will my work on the farm to Wilbur Hansen; may come in handy some day.

I, Don Southworth, will my come hither smile to Arlene Mills; really is charming Arlene.

I, Keith Welker, will Lorraine Teclaw back to the junior class; you lucky guys.

I, Anna Mae Wesneski, will my dimples to Dorothy Ciokiewicz; they’ll go swell with your smile.

I, Joyce Wesneski, will the dates I’ve had with Gaylord Fakes back to him so he can put them to use next year.

I, Lloyd Wilson, will my old pants to Lester Gifford; really be classy now.

I, Olga Woik, will the dances at Colby next summer to Howard Frane, just in case I don’t get there myself.

Herby, we the Senior class, close the doors of high school never to be entered again to gather knowledge or enjoyment on the 26^th day of May, nineteen hundred and forty nine.

Witnesses:

Margaret Armstrong

Joseph F. Korpal