Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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$ALLTAT€Cy THE TORCH Cr PCCGCESS Life is merely a race — a relay race. For century upon century people have been carry- ing the Torch of Progress along the Road of Civilization. The Torch was handed to them in their youth, and they must bear it until their tottering legs can no longer stand. Once more will they pass it to their youth and slow- ly drop out of the Race. We, the graduating class of 193 6, have just reached the place where we are to grasp the Torch and carry it along the Road of Civilization. The runners of the passing gen- eration are now shifting the burden to younger shoulders. But before we can assume the burden of the Torch of Progress, we must undergo rigid preparation so that we may prove worthy of the load. This is the primary purpose of our high school education. The faculty members are the representatives of the passing genera- tion who are preparing us for the task of torch bearing. Before surrendering the torch to us, they are encouraging us, strengthening us in four ways. They are making us academically strong so that we have every possible benefit of modern education at our disposal. They have taught us mathematics, language, history, lab- oratory science, and social science so that we may not be bewildered by the strange things we see along the road of civilization. They have offered us business training and manual training, too. Secondly, they have made us socially strong so that we may proceed down the Road with our fellow runners as smoothly and gracefully as possible. They have provided such organizations as Hi-Y and Girl Reserve to help us overcome our social diflSculties. The friendships we form here are indispensable to our progress. In the third place, faculty mem- bers have made us physically strong so that we may better endure the hardships of the struggle. An extensive program of physical education and the opportunity to compete in inter-school athletics have given us broad phy- sical backgrounds which cannot be ignored. Lastly our teachers have strengthened us culturally. They have acquainted us with the best literature and they have provided excel- lent opportunities for artistic appreciation in both the art and music departments. The fac- ulty members are jealous of the Torch which they have carried so far and do not wish to relinquish it until they are sure we have the advantage of all of these things. They do not wish us to falter in the Race. Now we actually stand on the threshold. When we touch our diplomas for the first time, we shall have assumed the Torch that we have so long been preparing for. Some will be sorry that the period of preparation has ended. Others will be eager to carry forth the burden into new fields. We must not make the mistake of looking upon our high school careers as something finite. High school merely repre- sents a period during which we learn to assume this Torch of Progress. It represents growth, — not stagnation. Then, as we look down the long Road of Civilization, let us face it with courage and joy rather than regret, because we know that we are well prepared for the task that lies ahead. — Carolyn Hull. Page tuciity-thrce

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VALEDICTCCy cue CHALLENCE Education has always been an ideal of the American people. Our ancestors established schools as soon as their settlements had been completed. Even as far back as the seven- teenth century the need of book larnin ' was recognized. Then if one could read in the fourth reader, he was considered well edu- cated. At that time a grade school education was sufficient to meet the problems of the world. Any additional knowledge that was needed could be secured at home. Th; boy could learn farmmg at home, and often many other trades could be learned here, or in a shop as an apprentice. The girl could learn the art of home making first hand from her mother. But times have changed. X ' e are living in an age of specialization. Women have achieved a new place in society. The father and often the mother leave home to seek employment in the factory. The home is no longer the main institution of learning. The college and the university along with the high school are re- placing the home in teaching the occupations. Today it is sheer folly to think of step- ping out into the world with anything les5 than a high school education. More and more we are realizing the value of higher education. The coming years will mark a period in history of great consequence. We must be pre- pared to take upon our shoulders the burdens of the world. The problems of unemployment, world peace, crime, poverty, and many others will all have to be solved by us. These offer a challenge to be met by our best efforts, but we must be prepared to conquer them. If we arc not fitted to solve them, we shall be un- able to carry on th.- civilization begun by our forefathers. Our grandfathers would have considered twelve years ' learning an overabundance. To- day wc realize that it is only a stepping stone toward the greater preparation we must un- dergo before we will be ready to take our places as the leaders of tomorrow. We are destined to see a still further change in the school. Educators know that equal edu- cation does not mean the same education for everyone. The individual as such will receive even greater attention in the classroom. His special needs and talents will be recognized more fully. Movements are under way to prolong the time spent in the secondary school. This would enable those, to whom it might otherwise be denied, the opportunity to continue their edu- cation at public expense. Although we may be graduated from the best universities in the country we may still he unfitted for our work in society. Scholar- ship without character means nothing. The most dangerous criminals sometimes have the keenest minds. The further education we get must include those homely virtues which will eventually lead to success. ' Tis the coward who stops at misfortune; ' Tis the knave who changes each day; ' Tis the fool who wins half the battle, Then throws all his chances away. There ' s little in life but labor. And tomorrow may prove but a dream, — Success is the bride of Endeavor, And luck but a meteor ' s gleam. The time . to succeed is when others. Discouraged, show traces of tire; The battle is fought in the home stretch And won — ' twixt the flag and the wire. — Moore. — Evelyn Hubbell. Paf;e ticcn y-tuo

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PccPHEcy NEW yCCr CITY 19(51 I unlocked my apartment door, threw my cape over the back of one chair, and slumped into another. This had been the busiest and the pleasantest day of my life. And no won- der I was tired! It had been first one thing and then another all day. About eleven o ' clock this morning a small, well dressed woman had stopped at my salon. It had been fifteen years since I had last seen those blue eyes and that pleasant smile; nevertheless they were veri, ' fa- miliar. It was none other than Lucy Goodrich. After we talked a few minutes, she suggested we have lunch together at the Chatter Club. Upon arrivmg we found a unique girls ' band with twin directors who were none other than Irene and Ilene Kiess. Evelyn Hutchins was first sax; Edythe Rowe was second; Paul- ine Sellers played the piano; Miriam Shoup played the bass viol; and Phyliss Zimmerman did special dance numbers. As we were leaving, they were playing a medley including their theme song, A Good Man Is Hard to Find, with Charlotte Suffel as the vocalist. Since it was such a nice spring day, I de- cided to take the rest of the day off. I sug- gested to Lucy that we take a ride about New York. We accordingly mounted a rubber neck sight-seei ng bus. I was astounded to recognize our old friend Jack Goudy as the leather-lung- ed announcer. He was still using those well worn gags he used to put out in home room 314. In less than twelve hours I had seen ten of the class of ' 3 6. Fifteen years had passed since we were all together, and today ' s experience had set me thinking about all those good times we used to have in Druck ' s home room. I had made myself comfortable in an easy chair when suddenly a series of pictures seemed to float be- fore my eyes. As I glanced from one picture to the next, they seemed to be alive. Why, it was like a movie! One by one they took their places on the screen and a soothing voice began CO talk. X ' ymond Castner, the highest paid model of English cut suits. He makes S250 a week and all the society ladies make their husbands buy suits from his firm. Herbert Brown, now playing at the King Tut Theatre in ' The Unknown Lover. ' Mr. Brown is a great favorite among the ladies. Viola Lydy and Pauline Jackson are his con- stant admirers. They are at each performance. Margaret Jackson, famous as a cook for the President of the United States, Marvin Green. With each meal Margaret serves a poem she has written; thus the President laughs and his indigestion ceases. The first Lady of the Land, Velma Griffin, is ill — ill at ease most of the time. Jack Parrish, the model home maker. He has settled down and is the perfect husband and father. He has a new macaroni factory, and has perfected the product by stuffing the macaroni with the holes of doughnuts. Dean Wilson, the expert cameraman of the ' est coast. At the present time he is shooting sce nes starring Ruth Roberts, who succeeded Greta Garbo when she deserted the films, and Raymond Shoup, the second Mau- rice Chevalier. The producer is none other than Harold Meyers, a big butter and egg millionaire from New York City. Virginia Kohl, famous for her cooking and in demand for her original recipes. She is the author of a cook book entitled ' How to Feed the Family on Less Than Nothing. ' Betty Gaskill and Dick Preston. Their marriage is much happier since Dick invented the famous potato peeler, can opener, and dish washer. Betty ' s greatest worries are over and more of her time can be spent at leisure. Mary K. Orwig, whose name is in the headline of ever) ' newspaper in the country. After years of research, I believe thirty, she has at last found the lost chord. Carolyn Hull, the first woman ever ap- pointed Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of the United States. Her first move after she v as appointed was to have the Supreme Court bench repainted and redecorated. Aileen Casebeer, who since her breach of promise suit has devoted her entire time to the column ' My Advice to the Forgotten Lover. ' Bill Zuber, who has just invented a mo- Pa e lucnly-foitr