Columbus Grove High School - Col Gro Yearbook (Columbus Grove, OH)

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Yes, Miss Hoffman who in History, surely could not be surpassed, With the best of all historians, her retentive mind is classed. Mr. Peters, strong and sturdy, now stands well up in the world, Has gained much renown in Science, good career he has unfurled. Of Miss Williams, you may find her, happy, yes, you bet your life; In a massive home at Akron you will find this preacher’s wife. Then Miss Bubar from Wisconsin, journeyed many miles to teach Is now in the halls of Congress, many people she does reach. And Miss Gossard as an artist, with her canvas and some paint Touches many scenes in Nature with an extra beauty taint. As to us, Lucille and Alice, we’re still girls in all our ways And expect to carry always, memories of our school girl days. —Lucille Fruchey, Alice Jones. “IF” Edgar Beggs does Esther Steele? Louis is a Mapel, is Richard a Busche ? Bread rises does LaVerne Sink? Lavaughn is a Cook, is Guy a Miller? Sheridan is the Best are the rest of us bad ? Caruso was a tenor, is Orrin a Basinger? You want to know the Stiles, see Pearl or Earl. Marie is a Stump, is Lucille a Woods? Charles were to go hunting, would there be a Killen? Budd were fast, would he be Luce? Nolan were to Heidlebaugh, would it be found near the Teegardin ?

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JUNIOR POEM In old C. G. There is a class Of Fifty-two Which none can pass. We stand so strong And mighty too, In everything We try to do. We’re hard to beat At any game, We do not cheat But earn our fame. Play basket ball We always could; At baseball too, We’re just as good. The honor roll Records our names So to this field We lay our claims. The boys’ sextet With voices loud Can sing to please Most any crowd. The girls you know Are singers, too The class has voices Not a few. We shine in math We shun not Science In all our work, There’s no defiance. In twenty-four The Seniors part, Pass to the world To get a start. And we will come In twenty-five To face the world In life’s long drive. —Theodore Kunneke.