Anaheim Union High School - Colonist Yearbook (Anaheim, CA)

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BH EIT SGH Senior Qoem How can we speak, with our poor tongues and unpoetic sense, The gratitude we feel for those whose efforts send us hence, The love we feel, though can't reveal, for favors past, a score, And kind advice of solid worth and aids a hundred more. We were as twigs yet being bent to face the world's great stormg Our gardeners, the teachers, in whose hands welve taken form. As twig is bent the tree will grow -an oft-repeated phrase- Is illustrated here in us and in our schooling days. To pals we knew, whose kindness true and friendship through it all Nlade light ourfhearts and bright our eyes on field and track, in hall, We utter but a mortal's thanks, the greatest we can give, For all the fun, the merry pranks that in our minds will live. We cast one glance with glist'ning eyes, we get one last impression, To carry with us through life's span, our memory's dear possession. The halls and walks and shady spots Where oft we laughed and grieved Will soon be recollections that may never be retrieved. The library, the study hall, the office, and the shops, The plays and operettas, and-but, oh! it never stops- That endless line of scenes and thoughts that pass my mind's sad eye, As do the thoughts of evil done by men about to die. g And yell once more those good old yells and tingle at the roar, And in our hearts there wells a love ne'er felt before For school and team that we, as freshmen, failed to Cheer and fate Has 'made us see our grave mistake, we see it but too late. We sing our grand old song again,-the words that so inspire. e lVIore noble and more fine it seems,-more sweet than Orpheus' lyre. Sadly the echoes die away, of that sublime refrain, And take with them four years of strain, of study, fun, and pain. Ifenvoi Farewell, old school, and fare thee Well through countless seasons hence' And thanks, old school, for all we gained in morals and common sensel Q -Bob Wilson, '27 Sl A192 hX4rm Page Fifteen

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WNB'ilHSlllD50lID 4 S .X When A. U. H. S. opened its doors in September, 1924, we were called sopho- mores. lt was at this time that we became noticed about the campus. With one class to look down upon and but two classes to look up to, we felt quite satisfied. Our class was represented in athletics, in the Vaudeville, and in the Honor Society. As jolly juniors we entered many Helds. Some starred in athleticsg some made names for themselves in debate, while others took prominent parts in dram-atics. Our class has always been represented in the Honor Society. For three successive years we won the interclass track championship. It was with great dignity that we impersonated the seniors on ditch day. Later, when we came to realize that our up- perclassmen were about to leave our midst, we prepared a farewell in the fashion of a junior-Senior Reception. In the fall of 1926, we were officially known as the seniors of A. U. H. S. As was the custom, We adorned the front seats in all the assemblies. One of our special priv- ileges was that of leaving assemblies before our under classmen. Our senior girls sport- ed scotch-plaid ties as a mark of distinction. We took part in all types of athletics. We played an important role in dramatics, our greatest being the senior play, The Witching Hour. The leads in the operetta, ln the Garden of the Shah, were chosen from our class. Four of the seven members of our popular Jazz Orchestra were from our midst. We are very proud of our most important achievement, the Blue and Gold. . During these four years practically the same group of us struggled together, several of our classmates fell by the waysideg a few others joined us. After that date in June, which is set aside and called Commencement Day, we shall each take our path leading to the great future: some will find the way difficult Q while others will go on undaunted. Our parting words to our classmates of the past four years and to our very able faculty are Good Luck and Good-Bye . DITCH DAY As is customary, the seniors have the privilege for one day of forgetting to come to school. This certain day was voted to be Monday, january 10. The scene of this great fete was Mt. Baldy. We met at the City Park bright and early, january 10, attired in hiking apparel and toting big lunches. VVe were off for Mt. Baldy with all its charms. To be sure, we found plenty of fresh snow. Our most important diversion was hiking. Ask Mr. Lehmer if he took a hike. Did Mr. Rinehart out-step the boys? Many battles were staged and pure white snow, soft or otherwise, was the plentiful ammunition. Surely enough, Mr. Hedstrom took his camera. After noon the weather necessitated a shelter, this was the Tavern at Ice House Canyon. A wonderful fireplace offered warmth for those in need of it. Music was furnished by different ones of the class. We departed for home at an early hour. No special car trouble was reported, although two or three machines were rather balky at times. The day was voted a GREAT Success. ?f57JWifIQ2JsWF...f5i..... Page Fourteen

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