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CRYSTAL LAKE COMMUNITY HIGH-SCHOOL

ORANGE AND BLACK

vol.III-8         SENIOR EDITION       May 31, 1968   

 

 

 

Editor-in-Chief:  CINDY WODETSKI    

Managing Editor: LAURA McCALL

Lay-out Editor: MARIE EDMUND

Assistant Lay-Out Editor:  DIANE DEARMONT

Girls' Feature Editor: NANCY HOUSTON

Sports Editors: DAVE KLING, WALT HERRICK

Art Editors: CHERYL BETTTS, CAROL KAHLE

Photographer: DAVE MURDOCK

Exchange Editor: JANET LANG

Typist: BEV HANDKE

Advisor: MISS SANDONA

Reporters:  Allen Christenson, Nancy Angsten, Nina Canizarro, Art Collins, Colleen Drayer, Sue Dearmont, Sue Goldsmith, Holly Harms, Mike Hipps, Joan Kalvelage, Laura Lindquist, Janet Lutter, Karry Lyman, Mike Mallory, Nick Mozack, Steve Powell, Pete Qunimby, Susie Rickert, Betsy Thompson, Chris Scotillo, Mike Van Rensalear, and Chris Vosti.

 

 

"CLASS OF '68 SENIORS SHARE FOND MEMORIES

     Amidst the graduation shouts of joy there will probably be a few twinges of regret when seniors file out of the fieldhouse on June 7.  Besides a bit of knowledge, (we hope) we'll be leaving CLCHS with many, many memories.

     Remember how scared and lost we felt in September of 1964 and how great and old the seniors seemed?  Remember our first class meeting and privilege of being the first people to ever sit in the new auditorium?  Our first big high school event was Homecoming.  Remember building our first float in Karla Pearson's garage, dating upper-classmen, our first corsages, being scared to go out to eat,  having parents drive us on dates, wondering if we'd get a goodnite kiss?  How could we  forget pep rallies with Mr. Curtis and the big CL Cheer?  Remember our first Sadie Hawkins and how hard it was getting up enough courage to ask someone?  Remember arriving on a truck and then getting grounded for arriving home past midnight?  Remember the vegetable corsages?  Remember bowling every Monday with G.A.A. and taking health with Mr. Hymer and "things of that nature?"?  Remember when we studied the sound of air raid drills and dressed in the "attic" locker room?  Girls didn't have to take showers in gym because the shower room wasn't done.

     Boys made animal calls in 105 and the ceiling caved in.  Remember library passes from Mr. Tolliver?  Remember when we wore white socks and white levis to the Nevermore and the New Place only cost 75 cents?  We danced to records after game dances and walked to parties.  Mr. Wolf opened up his private barbershop and Mrs. Bailey checked to make sure girls skirts were to the middle of their knees.  Girls' standard dress consisted of pleated skirts, bobby socks, and white "tennies."  We got detentions for chewing gum and they were  only mintues long.  The Jades were the in-group and remember how upset the teachers were at their music Mudaco?

     That spring Robin Stephen had her camp-out the same night Steve Powell had his.  Remember that?  Remember the tornado and open house at Hipps?  Graduation came and kids couldn't believe '68 would ever come because seniors were so old.  Mary Ann Rutherford went off to Argentina that summer.  We went to the beach every day and tandemmed to the Freeze.  At summer's end "Maru" came home and Colleen Malone had the party of the summer.  Mary Ann looked like she had the mumps.

     Sophomore year came and we were really cool then.  Don Donner even had his driver's license.  Sophomore boys were infatuated with freshmen girls and other things, but sophomore girls could care less cause they had the juniors and seniors.  We built our float out at Gilstrap's barn (remember the hanky-panky) and tied for first with the juniors with ICA Victor.  Ken Ormsby was our class president and Steve Powell was vice president.

     We all rode the bus to football games and the big accomplishment was if we could out-yell the '66-ers and '67yers with "68 is great!"  There was a run on slumber parties and week-end football games at Stephens. 

     Remember popping 10 lbs. of popcorn and making bids at Grey's with little additions to the kick-a-poo joy juice like Jill's anteneas, Cindy's tooth - for Sadie Hawkins.  Remember the beautiful cowboy hat prizes?  Then Joan Kalvelage and Pam Hart put a damper on everyones spirits by getting in a wreck and spending Sadie in the hospital.  Remember how many kids we'd pack into one hospital room at a time, and hiding in the bathroom?

     In January Dolores Macievic, Kathy Simmons, Chris Klotz, and Brian Yates moved to California and Mr. Williams came to our school.  The Honor Program started and we couldn't wait till we were old enough for it.  The main event on the weekends was still after-game dances but we had bands now.  Steve Kaye and John Peacock got kicked out of school.  Cheri Woelffer moved here.  The school was over-run with AYE foreign exchange students.  Hector and Perry were here.  John O'Keefe returned from Brazil and sang us love songs in Portuguese.  Everyone hung out at the Parkview Bakery and got free food from McDonalds.  Harry Shields (who's he?) ran for class president against Bob Maronde and won.

     Cindy Wodetski and Susie Sigmier went to Chile.  Everyone got their drivers' licenses, breezed the Freeze, went to the New Place, threw water balloons and looked for woodsies.

     School started again and the class of '68 were juniors--upperclassmen.  Remember mocking the freshmen, watching guys in our class play varsity, and planning for Homecoming?  Our float, "The Way to Get Ahead", tied with the sophomores for first place.  Remember decorating the Queen's throne and how proud we were of it until it blew away?  J. Butler was here and so were J.B. passes.  Rosemary and Carmen were here.

     We had a big hayride, and the Fog appeared.  We tobogganed, skiied and hiked all winter in about 4 feet of snow.  New Year's Eve was as "unremembered" as ever.  In January semesters came and so did Mr. Mack.  Goldie moved back.  Susie Sigmier moved to Texas.  "Love Rides the Rails" was presented. Remember the can-can girls and Buxom Buella Belle?   The first turn-about, Euqehtocsid, was held.  Remember how short our mini skirts seemed then?  Coketail parties helped liven things up.  Easter vacation came early and spring never came.  "Parties while babysitting" became popular.  Remember when we all had sunburned faces?  School elections were held and we planned the "political overthrow".  We began planning for the prom, "The Streets of Verona". Remember the many long hours we spent painting murals and trying to transform the fieldhouse into something romantic?  We didn't believe it would turn out to be as beautiful as it did.  Graduation came and now we were seniors.  Remember how great we thought it would be?  Summer was one big party.  Carmen and Rosemary left.  The weather was crummy and there wasn't one decent woodsie, but there were some pretty good picnics.  Kitty and Heinz came.

     School started sooner than we'd hoped and we started our senior year with mixed feelings.  We thought it would be great being on top, but remember the disappointment?  Homecoming came soon and we chose Carol Parrish as our Queen.  Remember Atley Atlas in his (?) bathing suit?  Our float, "Kick the 'L out of Livertyville" didn't win any prizes, but we liked it.  We planned and decorated the fieldhouse for "Tigerdelic".  A psychodelic atmosphere made it a great dance.  Remember "Mr. Golbeck?"

     Our football team wasn't spectacular, but we had fun going to games.  National became the place to work.  All the senior girls were in love with the sex symbol and the Duke of Earl.  Remember Earl's birthday party and his balloons?  College days and college week-ends became popular.  Remember when a certain senior girl was pinned? - 'scuse me!

     Remember our flower seance and our Halloween costume party?  Remember when Rog danced with Stella and Phial was a big "mama"?  Twister was the game.

     Remember the first powder-puff basketball game and how it almost turned into a cross between football and wrestling?  Go Rene - Smash Padhe!

     Remember the trucks at Sadie and when the speechlesses were around?  Remember parties at Huey's?  Do you remember New Year's Eve?

     " '68 is great" came next and school started again.  We were on our last lap.  Remember how excited we were when we ordered our graduation announcements?  Remember helium balloons and plastering people with oatmeal at the Honor Society Fair?  The second turn about was held and was termed the best dance yet.  Remember the before dinners and after parties, and everyone bugalooing all over to the sounds of the Chi-Tones?  Remember when Co lost her hair and everyone sang Christmas Carols?  Grape Juice rules!

     Remember when wedding bells chimed in the senior class?  Kids started counting the school days left.  Easter vacation came finally.  Remember the big picnic in Zion?  School started again too soon and everyone started planning for the prom at Pheasant Run.  Graduation announcements came in.  Senior class day and the gym jam whirled by.  The senior dinner was held May 13 at Floyd's.  Remember the high spirits and the impromptus?  Remember when teachers threw water on people?

     Remember the unofficial Senior ditch day?  Remember the day of the great black-out?

     There are only 3 days now.  Last week the prom left us with a definite memorable event of our high school years.  Next Friday, as we sit together for the last time in CLCHS's fieldhouse, think of the future, but keep a "handkerchief bundle of remembers" in your heart.

 

 

Seniors Will "Assets"

     Since it is only a matter of days before the Class of '68 leaves the halls of C.L. for the last time, they have offered to leave some things behind in the form of a "will". 

     In his own words, Spunky Bradstreet wills Cathy Kowalski to anyone who's dumb enough to take her.  Terry Swanson wills his wrestling ability to Mike Mallory.  Fred Johnson doubts if he'll will anything to Mark Vojta. Steve Powell wills his green eye to Brooke Smith and the brown one to Karla Doolen.  The class of '68 wills its parking spots to the class of '69 (or is it the other way around?)  Judy O'Donnell wills her French book to the Bird.  Mike Hipps wills all of his D.L. Williams passes back to Mr. Williams.  Bruce Zuzinski wills his hair to Mr. Mack.  The senior class wills its attitude to the juniors (if they want it).  Marie Edmund wills Tiger Claws to Nancy Venerable.  Publications wills room 162 back Mr. O.O. Shields.  Senior boys will their "spirits" to the sophomore boys. Phil Roels wills his old gym clothes to "Flaming Arrow".  Art Leach leaves his rats to Debbie Healy.  Lisa Hill wills her mind to her brother.  Mary Ann Rutherford wills the school to Bruce Cedar.  Jim Hunts wills his F.A. to Buddy Foster.  Cheri Woelffer wills her "hope chest" to Suzie Elsner.  Bill Ewert wills his "sax" to the school.  All National workers will all the meat she can eat to Patty Egan.  Bill Stockwell wills his bod to Glen Hamlen.  Harry Shields wills his B-Ball to Buddy Nystrom.  Kathy Boubelik wills her Bones to the class of '69.  Steve Reinwand wills his musical ability to Mark Hamby.  Greg Brown is leaving all of his mother's cosmetics for the people who have to take make-up tests.  Leslie Sproatt is leaving her lunch tray to Mr. Enge.  Don Donner is willing his used 3% slips and detentions to Mr. Mack, because he's a deserving fellow. 

 

     Steve Schwebke wills all of his honor buttons for next year's honor program members.  Gary Henzel wills his formula for home brew to the school.  Jan Johnson wills her body to the Science department.  Tom Behrens wills his long beautiful blond hair to Mr. Hartung.  Rene Albrecht wills her B-Ball to Mandy Pahde.

 

     Bill Grogg wills his speech making talent to any underclassman who wants to tell the truth.  Carol Parrish wills her crown to some lucky junior girl.  Verita Froula leaves her cottage cheese and hard  boiled eggs to Katrina Neis, and Cindy Wodetski leaves the paper, along with lots of luck and patience, to Laura McCall.

 

 

From The Editor

Dear Readers,

     I would like to thank all students and faculty for your support of the ORANGE AND BLACK this year.  Editing the paper has been a rewarding experience for me and I hope that you've enjoyed reading each issue as much as I've enjoyed preparing it.  Putting out a newspaper requires a lot of help from many people, and I've been lucky in having such a fine staff to support me this year.  I would like to thank them all for their help.  I am also grateful to Miss Sandona for her help and understanding.  I wish all of next year's staff the best of luck in putting out a good newspaper and I'd like to thank everyone who made it possible for me to be the editor this year.

                                                                                           Cindy Wodeski

                                                                                          Editor-in-Chief

                                                                                      ORANGE AND BLACK

 

 

From The Aquatic Waters

by Colleen Drayer

                   is our future ours?

 

     What does the future hold for us?  For some the word future means more high school; for others it means college, and for some it means the Army or a full-time job.  But what about further ahead, beyond high school and college and the draft?  Are we really prepared to face the uncertain world of tomorrow?  It seems that any conversation with an adult eventually leads to the question "What are you planning to do with you?"  Insecurity and doubt loom high in most of our futures.  Wars, riots, racism, and distrust all lend themselves to the quandry present-day America finds itself in.  You may wonder how this affects us.

     For those of us who are going to college, we will be confronted with new people and new ideas.  Today's college campuses are filled with demonstrators for every known cause.  Are we prepared to face these demonstrators peacefully?  Those who still have a year or more in high school, must eventually face the same problems and must eventually find similar solutions.  Today's peace conferences have not solved tomorrow's wars, and we can be fairly certain that the turmoil within our own boundaries will not cease within the next few years.  We, the students of today, face an unstable world of tomorrow.

     I can't propose any way to make the world of tomorrow any easier to face, but perhaps if we are ready to face it and willing to face it, then the battle is half won.  Pride in one's self, and pride in one's accomplishments are two traits not easy to come by, but once they are gained, they can never be taken away.  If we can all find some stable ideals to hold onto, then perhaps we will make the world a better place for the next generation."

 

                                                                                       

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



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