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HUGH WISEMAN - Oh, I am tired of brick and stone, the heart of me is sick, For windy, green, unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick.
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JOHN WISEN - Swimming. A teasing merman, who, on land, will build his success with rule in hand. DECEASED |
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CHARLOTTE WOESSNER - Triple H, Ticketeers, Venders, D.E.C.A. When school is over how happy she'll be, for homemaking appealed to her, you see. |
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ERNEST WOESSNER - Football, Knights of the Cutlass. Down the field with the ball he would race, but never a curl would slip out of place. |
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GARY WOLDSTAD - B,a s e b a II, Basketball, Big H Club President, Football. His stepping stones to fame were the yard markers on the gridiron. |
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JANICE WOLFE - Though crocheting and bookkeeping she did boast, Giving oral reports was disliked' the most. |
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JO ANNE WOLFE - Honor Roll. Though quiet she seemed to you and me, with eyes to the future a beautician she'll be. |
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