Adrian High School - Sickle Yearbook (Adrian, MI)

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H ff BERNEITA CCY Born with the gift of chatterf' WILLIS CRANE He who has a beard is more than a youth. ROBERT DENNIS Big Oaks from little Acorns grow. VIOLA DE TRAY She gives a side glance and looks down. Beware! LYLE DRUMMOND .-f One hour's sleep before Midnight is worth three afterf' ANNA DUSHA This little girl can never tell lies, for whatever she thinks, she says with V her eyes. YVONNE CRANE If music be the food of love, live on, play on. GERALD DARTT Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech. ADALE DERMYER She can't say no, anal she won't say yesf' DAVID DICKINSON Better late than never. JANE DRURY Tiny and Sweet, and always Neat. HAROLD DYER Class of '39.',

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HOWARD BUTLER Curly-headed good for nothing. IVIARJORIE CHAFFEE Little girl, is your head on fire? ELOISE CLARK Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? CARLETON CLOUGH A little down each week. CLYDE Coox M1'le I1 minute. DONALD CORNELL I want something new. Behind the eight ball-or am If Blue eyes are better than MADELINE BUTLER if 1 So well she acted.' JOSEPH CHENEY HAROLD CLARK Strike threef! GATHA COFFEY JEAN COOK Art for art's sake. VIRGINIA COVELASKI Somewhere some one is waiting for me. .v

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CHARLES EARLES fm not arguing with you. l'm telling you. LEROY EMERT I'd rather not try. ANNA JEAN ERNST Is she not passing fair? TREVA EVERY These college rumors- ROLAND FAIRBANKS 'Oh, that alumnus of '36. EDWIN FERGUSON Wzlse from the top of his head. iv- f . f2'Wf'ex:s '-. , J, 1 .: ' A' --me f' wg igif-NW e 13 5 8 51.5 2 is s ti 25133 . 3 Jig Q 7 PPPQX 3152 . . SN - .A . .lets X 2 S.. iw a 3. me V, S Q L i 9 Mt f s get f we 1 mg 1 56 Q 'Wag' s i- fe ! ,. ft' his A LOUISA EMERSON No change, no pause, no hope, yet I endure. GLADYS ENGLE This little maid did what very few will+She never kept quiet, but she never sat still. MARY ETTER Sweet as a song. JOYCE EVILSISER Beware of coquettish damselsf' HAROLD FAUVER Sometimes I sit and think, and sometimes I just sit. GERALD FIDLER 'Oh. to be a Senator, and filibuster!