Thanks for
the Memories
Ron
Causton: I enjoyed the way Mr.
DeLaitsch dealt with behavior problems in his class. He never raised his voice, but would ask the student to come
up to his desk to receive a library pass and an assignment for a 500 work
report due the next day. He very
seldom had to repeat this ritual with a student. Watching Corliss Huntley chase a PE. student
around the track with a switch to motivate was quite entertaining. He was usually fast enough to catch the
student and get him to behave more appropriately.
Jane
Beckman: Our history teacher, Mr. Rossini,
always telling us, "Clock watchers!
Time will pass, will you?
Janis Dean Rott: "Doc" Raymond: The man who introduced us to numerous music pieces, drove his point home "tapping" his wooden dowel baton so hard on his stand the tip broke off and often sailed in the hair of the flute section. He gained the attention of the bass section when he lobbed blackboard erasers at them. We were apparently a difficult lot. He went to the trouble to get us also the modern music we longed for and more uniforms so more students could participate. He marched along side us on both frozen and sizzling parade routes despite his age and health. The band won trophies, but he was the one who inspired us.
Connie Elledge Wurmnest: vOne nice remembrance of the good ol' high school days is a little stuffed doll I have. It was made by Pat Fuller. Also, a poster size drawing of myself in my cheerleading outfit was quite a commemorative thing. The all-night grad. party at the Y on University Ave. was and has been a great memory. Saying farewell after that evening was like saying, "Till we meet again".
Barbara
Fair Young: The dignity of the opening ceremony for
assemblies; Talent show assemblies; Latin teacher, Miss Shapiro's Latin Club -
Roman Banquets; Being in the play "Arsenic and Old Lace"; The
encouragement from art teacher, Mr. Kappus.
Tom
Foss: Summer football practice - Fitzharris
wouldn't let us have much water.
After practice we'd pile into a car and go to the A&W at Como for
gallons of root beer.
Betty
Grinnell Hostrawser: I always enjoyed the academic
achievements at Wilson High School.
Really loved the dances and extra-curricular activities.
Doug
Holscher: I can barely remember last week's
events much less 40 years ago except that the quality of the students impressed
me then and now.
Carol
Johnson Casperson: Ms Bowen standing in the gymnasium in
her sweater, skirt and wedgies blowing her whistle!
Audrey
Keefe Mitchell: Mr. Mastbaum's geometry class was
pivotal in both my academic life and subsequent career. I recall his lectures (geometry
lectures, that is) quite vividly.
I especially recall the lecture on "Loci of Points", a math of
motion concept. I also have great
respect for and memories from Miss Shapiro's English class and Miss Fay's
class. The growth they inspired
may not have been manifested during the years at WHS but they did make a tremendous
impact in the years that followed.
Many memories include Deer Lake trips (THKSBHKSAS), Y-Teens, JA, Kanteen
committee (THKSSM), WHS sponsored
dances (THKSCNJG), BAND (THKSERMLB), and Raggedy Ann (THKSPF)!
Diane
Klarkowski Kellerman: Singing in the choir with Ken
Wenzel
Mary
Komives Shearon: The journalism Conference at the U of M
- my first opportunity to be on the campus from which I eventually received my
BS. The journalism conference in
Chicago. WOW! I will always be grateful to Mr. Ken
Johnson whose guidance, support and faith in me and my skills inspired
self-confidence and provided leadership opportunities that have helped me
throughout my adult life. I
will also always remember August 15, 1956. On that day, I decided to go to college to become a
teacher. Classes started in two
weeks. Miss Fay and Mr. Peterson
took the time and energy to help me get enrolled in the College of St.
Catherine. Miss Fay went to St.
Kate's to personally speak for me.
I had taken the on-the-job training track, so I did not meet the college
entrance requirements. She talked
the registrar into accepting me on the condition I didn't work during freshman
year and that I made passing grades.
She arranged everything to the point where the principal had to step
into take care of records. Mr.
Peterson, who didn't know that Miss Fay had visited St. Kate's, called to
support me in my bid to be accepted.
As the first member on either side of the family to go to college, I was
a pioneer. My decision of August
15, 1956 has proven to be one of the best decisions I have ever made. Without the help of Miss Fay and Mr.
Peterson, I may not have carried through on it.
Clyde
Nelson: Performing in three operettas (Mikado,
Fortune Teller, Babes in Toyland ) ; Playing Tom in "Babes" my senior
year. -- Miss Midge in freshman
algebra encouraging us to be engineers;
I went to engineering school but did not complete it. -- Playing "speedball" in Mr.
Huntley's gym class; we tackled
and were tackled on the blacktop playground with no protective equipment. -- Going to school Winter Carnival house parties to raise money
for our queen candidate. -- Jr.
year I pitched all 12 innings of the Twin City baseball game and we won. The next day Mr. Peterson took me out of
class to congratulate me and revealed that he was so excited that he forgot
where he parked his car and walked the streets for some time before he found
it. -- Roman dinners (ate with
fingers) and Latin Club trips to Carlton College for conferences. -- City champs in basketball and Twin
City game at Williams Arena; we
lost by 20 points; our baton
twirler almost burned down the arena at halftime show. -- Student Council convention in
Hibbing. I remember when
DICK KENNEDY HAD HAIR!!!!!!!
Sharon
Nielson Gosiak: My most meaningful memory was Mr.
Mastbaum taking me out of class, sitting on steps in hall and telling me we
were both outsiders and to take the challenge of making this work as a positive
for me.
Jim
Peterson: Hope Miss Fay is in heaven! I hope.
Vern
Peterson: Graduation
Al
Polsfuss: I remember when my hair grew on top of
my head, instead of my nose, ears, between my toes. I remember when I could feel a piece of food stack on the
side of my mouth. Now my wife says
you have your meal hanging on your hip.
I remember when more then the
first razor blade was sharp in the $6.00 pack. I remember when I could eat a hot dog and not have to buy
interest in the Tums Co. I
remember when I could look down and enjoy by $80.00 TENNIS SHOES!!! I remember
when I took typing and made filling this application a lot easier.
Terry
Rossi: Greatly appreciate retaining, over
these forty years, friendships of Tom Foss, Jim Johnson, and Ron Causton.
Anita
Shisler Johnson: My introduction to the man I married
was in Mr. S. Mastbaum's geometry class.
Mr. Mastbaum instructed the students to take a sheet of notebook paper,
shred it into tiny bits and strew into the aisles. Happily we complied and gleefully we watched classmates Jim
Johnson (and Terry Rossi?) crawl on hands and knees to clean up the mess. Jim claims to have forgotten the nature
of his offense. I can only
speculate: throwing spitballs?
talking during lecture?
undone homework? I wonder
if anyone else remembers?
Jack
Skrypek: Most thrilling for me was winning
Bremer Foundation Scholarship to attend college. With the passing of time, I realize how good some of the
teachers were, especially in math and science. Mastbaum, Mitchell, DeLaitsch, Fay, etc. My high school education served well in
college. Fellow students were
generally great - so may good memories, can't single one out.
Betty
Sorenson Cloutier: One of my favorite teachers was: Mr. Rossini, he never pulled any
punches. He would give us our
assignment for the day and then step out of the room. We are thinking he is down the hall some place and when he
would peek around the door and say, "O.K. you kids, shut up and get to
work", surprised us, that he was so close after all. Over all, when I look back at my high
school days, I thought I was fortunate to have such good teachers and because
of them, I was rewarded in my business career which lasted 35 years. I also thought the Class of '56
was pretty great, too.
Karen
Swanson-Booth: I remember the time in Mr. Zappa's art
class, Terry Wolfort went out the window (2nd floor) and stood on the ledge and
told him he was going to jump. Of
course he didn't but Mr. Zappa almost had a heart attack. In our junior year after football game
at Central High, 12 of us got into Dennis Twedt's Dad's old Dodge and went to
Porky's.
Bill
Thiets: Dick Morrison for being himself and
taking the time to listen to problems related to being a male teenager growing
up in the fifties. Dick had a
unique way of getting to the heart of a matter with a few select questions and
the insight to provide an answer that was concise, to the point and delivered
with humor. Best of all, the
answers weren't "parental" in nature.
Virginia
Turi Nelson: I loved to sing and the operettas and
Christmas programs were my favorites.
The memory of Doc Raymond throwing a chair across the choir room will
always be in my mind. Also Mr.
Mastbaum telling me, "Ginny, shut up". He had a special way of saying it, especially when I was
talking to George Johnson in the back row. The social life was great.
Anita
Uherka Clingman: We had a great band which displayed its
talents at many events; many talents in music, dancing and acting were
presented at our assemblies in an auditorium that no longer exists. During my years of working at Wilson
Junior High, 1975-1982, it was a surprise to find there were now classrooms in
the area of the auditorium balcony.
Berit
Villa Anfinson: I always remember our teacher, Tom
Jessen, calling Jackie (Schauer) Grunklee, Bev (Nelson) Lau and I "The
Three Musketeers".
Teddie
Vorderbruggen Harper: Teacher Miss Fay said, "Keep your
eye on the Gaza Strip". It
was true then as it is now. I
think of that so often.
Terry
Walfoort: Mr. Morrison asked Ron Jensen and me to
do a special skit for a fun assembly.
We have about six guys and we did a ballet dance. People still talk about the display of
culture.
Ken
Wenzel: My years at Wilson High School were
filled with great memories of faculty, classmates and activities. Being able to work on a reunion is only
one way of giving back something to those persons who presented opportunities
to me. I would only hope that the
class of 1956 would appreciate what we had during those four years (as opposed
to the peer pressure prevalent in today's society). We had it made.
I hope everyone will share that at the 50-year reunion.
(Note:
Please send your special WHS memories to audreyam@earthlink.net)