54th Edition
First issue         November, 1920


                                 JUNE, 2011


Trojan Head designed by  
Kermit Ruyle '47

15 Months until

 Reunion 2012



June Birthdays
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Missing Alumni

'53 Joyce Perkins
'52 John Alsop

WHS Club -

2011 Members

Thank you for your support











by: Joyce (Perkins) Sudbeck '53 -  
1853 Irving Avenue
(edited from)

My brother, Bob Perkins (class of 1950) and I (class of 1953) existed in a world without cell phones, computers, video games and so forth growing up in Wellston. Our home didn’t even have a television set! How did we s survive without all the sophisticated electronics available today? The fact is, you never miss things you never had in the first place.

Frankly, my childhood contained some of the happiest times in my life. We were poor, but it really didn’t seem to matter. In those post-World War II days, everyone was poor. We had lots of company, but Mom and Dad worked full-time just to keep food on the table and a roof over our heads.

What did we do to entertain ourselves? We “played”. If you ask kids today what “play” is, you are probably met with a stare. On summer mornings we began our day by hurrying through our chores - anxious to meet up with our friends. There were about five or six of us who spent our days together. But first, our daily chores: wash and dry the breakfast dishes, clean our room and make our beds (we shared a room - which was perfectly acceptable back then).  We had picked up the rest of the house and dusted, this completed our morning routine.

We mowed the lawn weekly. Bob pushed the hand mower over our tiny front and back lawns while I used the hand trimmer around the edges. Then we were off to gather our friends and set about deciding what we would do that day. What was there to do? Plenty!

We lived across the street from a vacant lot owned by American Legion Post 154. They never cared how much we played on their lot as long as it wasn’t set up for a function of some kind. We played softball or dodge ball or held footraces. We jumped rope, played jacks and hopscotch. Some of the luckier older kids had bikes to ride.

A train track ran alongside where hobos frequently jumped off the freight trains with their knapsacks to take up temporary residence in the wooded area. Although mom had cautioned us not to go around the hoboes, we did occasionally. We found them to be kind gentle people who were simply down on their luck. They never tried to harm us. They didn’t curse or make any kind of improper gestures. We weren’t afraid of them.                                          Continued on page 3



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    How do you store your pictures?   Framing, scrapbooking or sticking them in shoeboxes? With the advent of digital photography, there are several options for sharing the photos you love, making them last a good, long time: You can either: Email,  scan  or use US Postage (If photos are to be returned, please include return US Mail postage.)            


 Another successful Notre Dame Reunion was held May 18th with 21 WHS alumns attending the luncheon at Grappa Grill in St. Charles.

Attending (listed by class year): class of '43: Loretta Hullhan, Class of '51: Barb Sittner, Liz Johnson, Don Kateman, Class of '52: Joan Driste, Jack Alsop, Class of '53: Dolores Fister, Shirley McCauley, Bonnie Bonstell, Ruth Ann Gulardi, Class of '55: Darlene Bonstell, Class of '60: Mary Ann Crecelius, JoAnn Williams, Class of '61: Tony Busalacchi, Joe Heenan, Cheryl Horne, Josephine Chiesa, Class of '63 - Veronica Bouchie, Gloria Brown, Bud O'Brien, Class of '64 - Joanne Schwartz, Americo Chiesa, Sandy Campion

Janice Clark '61 and Pat Martin '60 walking down the hall towards the cafeteria.

Remember the sock hops after the home games and how we laid our coats on the tables before going into the cafeteria?

The Clarks lived at
6136 Wagner - Martins  at 6149 Wagner

Pennsylvania Avenue & St. Charles Rock Road

This image was plucked from carlylehold's (aka Bob Haefner WHS '49) Flickr photostream.

Check it out -- there are many lovely historical photos there, including a nice series on the Coral Courts.

His narrative accompanying this postcard is below the picture.

 "Pennsylvania Avenue & St. Charles Rock Road; a cemetery today. 'History Stories of Wellston, People, Places and Transportation,' here. Maxwelton Race Track and Wellston, Missouri, when Easton Ave. and St. Charles Rock Road were Hwy 61 and Hwy 40 through St. Louis to St. Charles, MO. Maxwelton Race Track on the St. Charles Rock Road at Pennsylvania Avenue was a St. Louis County, Missouri site for Horse Races, later Barney Oldfield and Ralph de Palma Auto Races, later Wellston Kennel Club Greyhound Races, Later a hangout for "Dinty" Colbert of Willie Eagan's Rats Gang. And in the '40s a great abandoned landmark for young boys to explore." --Stefene Russell



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JUNE, 2011

Life Before Facebook

They told fascinating stories about their travels as their coffee brewed over the open fire. They also told us stories about their lives. Most of them had no family and had endured a lot of suffering. It was sad.

During the summer evenings we gathered in one of our yards. We played statues, hide–and–seek, red rover, tag, and a fractured version of London Bridge in which we always ended up in a pile. At dusk we gathered lightning bugs - pretending they were diamond rings or bracelets.

Winter was different. Most evenings, following dinner, we were glued to the radio for another episode of Tom Mix, The Green Hornet or The Lone Ranger.  We didn’t need a video screen to envision the lively characters or become absorbed in their adventures. If grandma was visiting, our programs were preempted by the Grand Ole Opry.

Our imaginations were well developed, and we kept ourselves occupied. Neither my brother nor I ever uttered today’s popular mantra, “I’m bored!” There was always something to do because we set about creating that something. We enjoyed a world of fresh air, sunshine and mind-nourishing activities.

Being poor was actually a good thing. We were content to develop the things God had given us: our minds and our bodies. We interacted personally, face-to-face, with our friends on a daily basis, growing socially. We shared a sense of responsibility for our home, and we had respect for how hard our parents worked. We developed appreciation.  We knew how to share with others, and we didn’t expect everything our hearts desired to be handed to us. We experienced daily life lessons that built character – lessons that sadly seem to be missing from today’s world.

Life was often hard, but overall, it was good. Our world was definitely not “high-tech,” but you know what? My childhood was not a product of electronics or transmissions; it was real time.

In Phillip Crownovers, (April) article, he mentioned the "Rat Pack's" cars. I received my drivers license and convertible on my 16th birthday, which is at the end of September.

The "Wagner Gang" piled in with the top down and heater on plus our jackets. As we were cruising the neighborhood with me driving, there appeared flashing lights from behind. Besides being scared, I was embarrassed. After I pulled over, up walked our friendly neighborhood policeman, Dave. He was our escort across Page Ave for those of us who walked to school.

I relaxed a little when I saw the smile on his face. He knew I had just gotten my car and license and thought it would be funny to pull me over. He asked to see my license and said "Oh, no phone number!" then handed it back laughing. I chastised him for giving me such a scare, but now it's just a fun memory.

There are so many great memories from back then: we would pool our money and buy gas from Mr. Zeltman (Gus) for .25 a gallon. WOW!

Then we all have our own memories of going to the drive-in. OH YEAH!! There were so many choices back then but now they are almost extinct.  Remember the speakers? Once at the drive-in we were engrossed in watching a scary movie when someone came walking back from the concession stand. They were watching the movie as they walked not paying much attention to where they were going. They tripped over the speaker wire just as a head come rolling down the steps! Talk about jumping and screaming! It sure was a good thing the top was down on the car!

 It's wonderful to be able to share our memories with our freinds. My memories are more precious to me than gold!
Pat Martin '60 - 6149 Wagner

For such a small school the staff in the Wellston School District helped provide some good memories for young minds. Of course the best memories were of our classmates!!

My fondest memories are: The 8th grade softball game against the teachers led by Mr. Shonk, Mr. Stephens, Mr. Lober, Mr. Williams, Mr. Heida, and Mr. Bishop. The 8th grade picnic, the trip on the Admiral, the Forest Park Highlands, the summer swimming program in .... where was that?

Mr. Thoss and the Saturday morning intramural basketball league with the game between the champions and an all star team played in front of the student body and various field trips.......wasn't there one sponsored by Miss Niles to a theatre downtown? And all the club meetings during school hours .... what were those called?

There were dances, crowning, proms, mixers etc. - Mr. Wilson and the school plays, Mr. Bracken and all the musicians and the talent shows.....those kids had a lot of courage to go along with their talent. I seem to remember there was a student-teacher basketball game and a senior trip.

I suspect there are others I don't remember and some of these may not have happened. As Mark Twain said "The older I get the better I remember things - whether they happened or not." The point is, all these things took time and effort from people who hoped to have a positive influence on their students.

Also, not to be forgotten were the maintenance people and cooks. I remember many of us enjoyed talking with them and being helped by them and sometimes being calmed down by them if we were a little too rowdy on the school bus. What memories from long ago.  Ken Miner '65 6588 St. Louis Ave




JUNE, 2011

Roy Rogers Museum Closed Forever 

The Roy Rogers Museum has closed its doors forever.  Here is a partial listing of some of the items that were sold at auction. 
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Roy’s 1964 Bonneville sold for $254,500; it was estimated to sell between 100 and 150 thousand dollars.

His script book from the January 14,1953 episode of 'This Is Your Life' sold for $10,000 (est. $800-$1,000)

A collection of signed baseballs (Pete Rose, Duke Snyder and other greats) sold for $3,750

A collection of signed bats (Yogi Berra, Enos Slaughter, Bob Feller, and others) sold for $2,750.
Trigger's saddle and bridle sold for $386,500 (est. 100-150 K)

One of many of Roy 's shirts sold for $16,250 and one of his many cowboy hats sold for $17,500.

One set of boot spurs sold for $10,625. (He never used a set of spurs on Trigger.)
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A life size shooting gallery sold for $27,500. 

Various chandeliers sold from $6,875 to $20,000. They are unique and artistic in their western style.

A signed photograph by Don Larsen taken during his perfect game in the World Series against the Dodgers on Oct. 8, 1953, along with a signed baseball to Roy from Don, sold for $2,500.

Two fabulous limited edition BB guns in their original boxes with numerous photos of Roy, Dale, Gabby, and Pat sold for $3,750.

A collection of memorabilia from his shows entertaining the troops in Vietnam sold for $938.  I never knew he was there.  His flight jacket sold for $7,500.

Nellybelle sold for $116,500.

A fabulous painting of Roy, Dale, Pat, Buttermilk, Trigger, and Bullet sold for $10,625.

One of several sets of movie posters sold for $18,750.

A black and white photograph of Gene Autry with a touching inscription from Gene to Roy sold for $17,500.

A Republic Productions Poster bearing many autographs of the people that played in Roy's movies sold for $11,875.

Dale's horse, Buttermilk (whose history is very interesting) sold below the presale estimate for $25,000. (est. 30-40 K)

Bullet sold for $35,000 (est. 10-
Description: cid:047a01cbef56$67336b00$C04FF455@OWNERPC15 K). He was their real pet.

Dale's parade saddle, estimated to sell between 20-30 K, sold for $104,500.

One of many pairs of Roy's boots sold for $21,250.

Trigger sold for $266,500.

Do you remember the 1938 movie The Adventures of Robin Hood with Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland?  Well Olivia rode Trigger in that movie.  Trigger was bred on a farm co-owned by Bing Crosby.  Roy bought Trigger on a time payment plan for $2,500.  Roy and Trigger made 188 movies together.  Trigger even out did Bob Hope by winning an Oscar in the movie Son of Paleface in 1953.

It is extremely sad to see this era lost forever.  Despite the fact that Gene and Roy’s movies, as well as those of other great characters, can be bought or rented for viewing, today's kids would rather spend their time playing video games.  Today it takes a very special pair of parents to raise their kids with the right values and morals.  These were the great heroes of our childhood, and they did teach us right from wrong, and how to have and show respect for each other and the animals that share this earth. 

You and I were born at the right time.  We were able to grow up with these great people even if we never met them.  In their own way they taught us patriotism and honor, we learned that lying and cheating were bad, and sex wasn't as important as love.  We learned how to suffer through disappointment and failure and work through it.  Our lives were drug free. 

Description: cid:047e01cbef56$67336b00$C04FF455@OWNERPCSo it's good-bye to Roy and Dale, Gene and Hoppy, The Lone Ranger and Tonto.  Farewell to Sky King and Superman and Sgt Friday. Thanks to Capt. Kangaroo, Mr. Rogers and Capt. Noah and all those people whose lives touched ours, and made them better. It was a great ride through childhood.

THOSE WERE THE DAYS, MY FRIENDS! A time in history, never to be seen again, but what a ride it was...HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU!

Friendships multiply joys---and divide grief's



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Our Wellston Trojan

Classmates Remembered List
Rest in Peace


Barbara McMorris '53 passed away in '06 from a surgery infection. Barbara had been a stay-at-home mom and homemaker.
She lived at
1850 Kienlen Avenue

Patsy Ruth Harber '57 passed away May 1, 2011 from pneumonia. After graduating from high school, Patsy attended Harris Teachers College. She worked as a Librarian for the St. Louis County Library for many years. 
Guest Book

Clora Jean Miller '47 passed away May 21, 2011 from Alzheimers. Clora Jean retired after 19 years as an executive secretary from Monsanto.

The Miller's lived at 6321 Lenox Avenue
 Guest Book

Condolences to:
Terry Bonney '57
in the passing of his wife, Patsy Ruth Harber '57 May 1st.
Harold Couch '56 in the passing of his Cousin, Patsy Ruth Harber '57 May 1st.
Nova Miller '45 in the passing of her sister, Clora Jean '47 May 21st.


June 2

June 4

Mike McGinnis '62

Gertrude Eberle '50
Bob Taylor '64

June 11

June 14
Dave April '60

Jerry Masters '60
Josephine Chiesa '61

June 23 Frank Larson '51
June 24 June Kiefeer '43

June 25 Gloria Schwenk '59

June 5


Ruth Johnson '36
Bill Ridgeway '53

Jerry Grooms '53
Dave Ritterbusch '54

June  19

June 20

Bob Perkins '50
Joan Smoot '55

Janette Helling '45
Dick Grant '53

June 27 Bill Braucksieker '45

June 29 Gary Brooks '65
              Carol Angel '68

June 7

June 10

June Oswald '47

Jack Jeffries '62

June 21


Carl Gamma '56

June 30  Charles Scherer '46
               Colleen Oliphant '51






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WHS - 1924

by: Roger Noon '62 | FLASHLIGHT REPORTER
(6418 Mount Avenue)

The 1924 WHS Yearbook has all the elements of a new and vibrant entity. We can already see precedents being set which would remain for the rest of WHS’s history.

In 1923-24, the Disney Company was founded as well as IBM and Bird’s Eye Frozen Food. Airmail service was started and the Tutankhamen Tomb was found. Calvin Coolidge became president when Warren G. Harding died and “Happy Birthday” the song, was published. The radio would make its debut. Rand McNally came out with the first atlas and the kids were singing songs like “Toot, Toot, Tootsie Goodbye”, “That Old Gang of Mine”, “Somebody Stole My Gal”, “Yes, We Have No Bananas” as well as dancing and listening to “Charleston”. (Anyone remember how to do it?) As to silent movies, The 10 Commandments by Cecil B. DeMille was released. (Yes he did it again in the 50’s with Charleton Heston and Yul Brenner). 

The first drama club was organized in November of 1923 and offered a production of “Old Maids and the Mousetrap” debuting in February of ’24. They made a whopping (for that time!) $87.25 half of which went for the yearbook and another quarter for the GAA (Girls Athletic Association). I guess the other quarter amount went for expenses.  But plays were nothing new, even then.  In 1920 students presented “12 Old Maids” in December. (Seemed like old maids was a favorite topic!)

As long as there have been public schools, the need for fundraising has always been present. Wellston was no different.  On the other hand, fundraising for the sake and needs of the school was always a rallying point for the students. It came with the satisfaction of seeing things get done rather than always having it handed to you. It was a lesson in values and we may not have recognized it!

The pep club was also organized in the fall of ’23. The goal of its members was to attend all WHS football, baseball and basketball games during the year. They wore red buttons with the word “Pepper” and the date of 1924 written across the front. They also had small megaphones to give more volume to their support .

That year the athletic associations purchased new uniforms and equipment for the teams after money received from the play “Too Many Wives” presented in December of ’23. New football uniforms were purchased for the boys and basketball suits for the girls.

That year the football team acquitted themselves well with three wins and two losses. Their foes were Ferguson, whom they played twice, (losing one and winning the other), Normandy, Ritenour and a school called Ben Blewett High (anyone know where that school was located?).  The basketball team was less successful with a 6-9 record. The baseball team had a couple of guys named McGinnis and Zeltman who gave birth to a future WHS student body president, majorette, Letterette and athlete.

The staff of WHS consisted of 13 instructors. Two of the three male staff were Millard M. Halter who taught science and boy’s athletics and Donald Nibeck who taught manual training (later called shop). Mr. Halter’s wife taught girls' athletics.

In 1924 the school graduated sixteen seniors (presumably they all graduated!). That small number was augmented by future larger classes (Juniors 23 and Freshman 58). 
                                                                                             Roger Noon ‘62

Wellston High School Flashlight shining a light on our traditions,
our history and our future



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Bill Voos (’48)
Sandy (Gibbons) LaRouche ’57
JoAnn (Williams) Croce ’60
Bea McBride '66

Mary Kay (Parker) Morse '56

Jim Shaw '45

Joe Hunter '54
Gloria (Schwenk) Turner '59
Larry Turner '60
JoAnn (Williams) Croce '60
Phyllis (Crouch) Russom '62

Buzz Book
Pat (Miner) Slatton '62

ClassMates Remembered
Carol (Beeman) Hathaway '60

WHS Alumni Club
P.O. Box 774
O'Fallon, MO 63366

Phone  636-696-4693
(Office closed until April 1st)


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After being married for 44 years, I took a careful look at my wife one day and said, "Darling, 44 years ago we had a cheap apartment, a cheap car, slept on a sofa bed and watched a 10-inch black and white TV, but I got to sleep every night with a hot 25-year-old girl.

Now I have a $500,000.00 home, a $45,000.00 car, nice big bed and plasma screen TV, but I’m sleeping with a 65-year-old woman. It seems to me that you're not holding up your side of things.."

My wife is a very reasonable woman. She told me to go out and find a hot 25-year-old gal, and she would make sure that I would once again be living in a cheap apartment, driving a cheap car, sleeping on a sofa bed and watching a 10-inch black and white TV.

Aren't older women great? They really know how to solve your mid-life crisis!


An old guy (not in the best of shape) was working out in the gym when he spotted a sweet young thing.

He asked the trainer, "What machine in here should I use to impress that sweet thing over there?"

The trainer looked him up and down and said, "I’d try the ATM in the lobby."


Tribal wisdom, passed on from generation to generation, says that, "When you discover that you are riding a dead horse, the best strategy is to dismount."

However, in modern government, a whole range of far more advanced strategies are often employed such as:

1. Buying a stronger whip
2. Changing riders
3. Threatening the horse with termination
4. Appointing a committee to study the horse
5. Arranging to visit other countries to see how other cultures ride dead horses
6. Lowering the standards so that dead horses can be included
7. Reclassifying the dead horse as "living impaired"
8. Hiring outside contractors to ride the dead horse
9. Harnessing several dead horses together to increase the speed
10. Providing additional funding and/or training to increase the dead horse's performance
11. Doing a productivity study to see if lighter riders would improve the dead horse's performance
12. Declaring that as the dead horse does not have to be fed, it is less costly, carries lower overhead, and therefore contributes substantially more to the bottom line of the economy than do some other horses
13. Rewriting the expected performance requirements for all horses
14. Promoting the dead horse to a supervisory position


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