Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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IIII ' • T H E K E Y- +■ •mi mi mi mi mii— ' ini-- mi ■ mi ■. - mi ■mi mi mi. ■ mi mi ' ini ii hm ■ ' nil 1111 hm • •III! IIM IIN- •MM — THE CAST Mr. March . Mrs. March . Meg . Jo . Beth . Amy .. Aunt March . Mr. Laurence ... Laiflbe . Professor Bhaer John Brooke .... Hannah Mullet . The Class of ’33 scored a huge success in their presentation of Louisa May Alcott’s “Little Women” on May 16 and 17. When the curtains parted to the strains of “Auld Lang Syne,” one saw a picture of beauty and charm of a bygone day. The stage suggested the true atmosphere of the living room of Orchard House. The great window through which one caught a glimpse of the snowy Massachusetts hills, the friendly hearth, the bookcases housing the master’s treasures, and the graceful old table and chairs all made a setting supreme. The stage for the last act, taking place in the orchard at Plumfield, Aunt March’s old home, was made entrancing by flowers decked about a garden seat amidst the play of colored lights. The costumes were beautiful and all in keeping with the styles of 1863. The wide flowing skirts had a charm all their own. The bonnet worn by Aunt March danced up¬ on her head as she vented her apparent wrath upon John Brooke. The music, tunes of Civil War time, was furnished by the high school ensemble, di¬ rected by Mr. Oakland. The play was under the direction of Charles E. Shank, and director, cast, and committees can be highly complimented on such a splendid production. Wendell Simpson . Frances King .. Helen Musser Virgene Klopfenstein . Helen Wert . Margaret Yoder .. Catherine Thobe . Joseph Kolb . Lowell Hall . Ralph Orwig . Richard Pilliod . Margaret Miller

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I— HI THE K E Y‘ i— + SALUTATORY SHIP OF DESTINY We, the senior class of 1933, wish to ex¬ tend to the community, our parents, and the faculty of the high school our most heartfelt appreciation for the privileges we have en¬ joyed during the last twelve years, for the privilege of being graduated from high school and for taking enough interest in us to be present at our class day program. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts and bid you a most hearty welcome. As students, we are leaving the harbor of our Alma Mater forever. During the last four years, we have had picked helmsmen in the personnel of the faculty to guide our ship of destiny. Without them, we should have wrecked our ship on the rocks of hard knocks long before this. The community and our parents have proved themselves tried sailors and have guided us well while we were learning to sail our ship (by our¬ selves). They have taken enough interest in us to build a new school house which has served as a splendid harbor in which to try our ship, to test its durability, speed, and sail¬ ing qualities; a harbor which is protected from the treacherous sea of life by walls of sympathy, understanding, co-operation, and helpfulness. We have concluded our test trials and have sailed by the mouth of the harbor several times but have caught only a glimpse of what lies beyond. We are now ready to sail out on the great sea for the first time, and this time sailing not as midshipmen but as pilots. If we have been conscientious students and have learned our lessons well, we shall have a much better chance to survive and, at last reach the coveted land of success and service. Some of us will have only a short jour¬ ney, for we shall sail only a short distance to higher schools and l arger harbors to bet¬ ter test our ship and study its actions. Oth¬ ers of us will steer our course straight for the new land. As pilots, we shall have to pick our sail¬ ors ourselves . The type of sailors, constitu¬ ting the friends we choose, and the qualities •of our ship will have a most influential ef¬ fect on our chances of reaching the other shore. The year 1933 will always be remember¬ ed as a year of progress. Therefore, after we start our journey, let us never turn back but always press forward toward the goal. Doubtless, we shall be required to pass through many storms but with the inspira¬ tion of our high school memories, memories which neither wealth nor poverty can take away, and by diligent effort we shall weath¬ er these storms successfully. Some of us at times may set our course too straight and attempt projects too large for us to undertake. In spite of repeated defeats the character which doesn’t know the phrase, “I can’t,” is bound to succeed in the end and we know it is better to have tried and lost than never to have tried at all. You of the community, our parents, our faculty, and our country are throwing be¬ fore us a mighty challenge of successful leadership, service, and patriotism. We, the senior class of 1933, regretfully leaving the past, yet joyous at the opportunity before us, and with firmness acquired by twelve years of your untiring efforts and our trials, accept that challenge with one aim foremost, the living of that kind of lives in which you may never be disappointed. —Wendell Simpson. HI-Y HONORS MOTHERS The Hi-Y boys had a very enjoyable evening last Tuesday when they honored their mothers at a banquet in the Congre¬ gational church. Toastmaster Harry Hull, president of the Hi-Y, gave his conception of the mental side of the Hi-Y Triangle. Lowell Hall gave his idea of the physical side, while William Dole Jr. spoke upon the spiritual side of the Hi-Y code. Richard Pilliod g ve an ad¬ dress of welcome and Mrs. Wilder respond¬ ed for the mothers. Mrs. Charles Duckwall gave a very interesting talk on a mother’s ideal for her boy. Mr. Estrich told about his eleven years as advisor of Hi-Y. Rous¬ ing songs were sung under the leadership of Wendell Simpson. The Hi-Y boys will long cherish the memory of this get-to¬ gether. If you have a friend worth loving, Love him, yes, and let him know That you love him, ere life’s evening Tinge his brow with sunset glow; Why should good words ne’er be said Of a friend till he is dead?

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—■■— T HE KEY + LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF 1933 We, the senior class of 1933, being of sound mind and body (we think) do hereby make this last will and testament to be read in the presence of our heirs and assigns on the day of our demise. We, the seniors, will the juniors room 308 in which they may discuss their trials in the coming year. To the sophomores we leave our grand air since they think they know as much as we know we know. To the freshmen we leave our ability to win key subscription contests and half holi¬ days. To the faculty we leave our best wishes for better luck in their next senior class. Individually, the following bequests are made. I, Robert Allion, do hereby will my me¬ chanical genius in repairing Fords to Max Newnarn. I, Mona Barnes, do hereby will my gum to whoever looks under my chair next. I, Milton Garrison, do hereby leave my good English grades to Gilbert Saunders. I, Thomas Devine, leave my remarkable ability as an elocutionist to Louise Gettings. We, Laurence Slick, Wendell Simpson, and Lowell Hall, do hereby will and be¬ queath our title of the “Three Musty Steers” to George Goudy, Wayne Aldrich, and Mitchell Elston. I, Faye Diehl, leave my sunny smile to Jack Elliott. I, Edith Burch, do hereby will and be¬ queath my tom-boy walk to Alice Kingery. I, Warren Care, will my curly mop to Willis Roberts. I, Katheryn Coe, leave my title of “Col¬ lege Widow” to Waylie Seeley. I, Osean Dick, leave my dancing ability to Ilo Blosser. I, Marjorie Golden, do hereby will my Tri-State drawl to Charles Shank. I, Florence Brown, leave my smile to gen¬ tlemen who prefer blondes. I, Bruce Diehl, do hereby will and be¬ queath my physics grades to Herchel Clark. I, Hazel Shoup, leave fifteen pounds avoirdupois to Mary Catherine Orwig. I, Ralph Orwig, leave my mustache and my charter membership in the Royal Order of S. C. to Milo Certain. I, Margaret Miller, bequeath my ability to have my father do my business training problems to Wayne Aldrich. I, John Pence, leave the forty-five min¬ utes I wasted every day during the fourth period to Rusty Haley. I, Emma Louise Fast, bequeath my place as center on the team to Emily Croxton. I, Beatrice Hollinger, will my flaming permanent to Wanda Delancey. I, Helen Musser, do hereby will my pat¬ ented sneeze to Winifred Robertson. I, Frances King, do hereby will and be¬ queath my ability to get high grades to the next valedictorian. I, Viola Jackson, do hereby will and be¬ queath by artistic ability to Margaret Jack- son. I, Ettafred Kankamp, leave my Ford to whoever can drive it. I, Lillian Horn, leave my peroxide blonde hair to Gertrude Young. I, Rowena Castner, will my Grecian pro¬ file to Marjorie Killinger. I, Roberta VanGuilder, bequeath my modesty in class to Eileen Dick. I, Margaret Yoder, do hereby leave my ability to go to an endeavor supper with one boy and come home with several to somebody that needs it. I, Helen Wert, leave my ability to sing to Helen Casebeer. I, Catherine Thobe, will my lame knee to Joan Ogden. I, Joseph Kolb, will my ability to escape work to Wayne Aldrich. I, Richard Pilliod, do hereby will my Daisy and Demi to Thomas Owens. I, Wendell VanWagner, will my Her¬ culean shoulders to Henry Holderness. Signed, published, and declared by the Senior class on this first day of June, 1933, in witnes whereof we hereunto set our hand and seal. Signed: SENIOR CLASS. Per Lowell Hall. A telephone pole never hits an automo¬ bile except in self-defense. Mr. Certain—Generally speaking, wom¬ en are— Miss Young—Are what? Mr. Certain— ' Generally speaking. Jim—I saw you down town last night after eleven. Bug Dole—No, I was after just one.