Greenville High School - Hi Life Yearbook (Greenville, MI)

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Yes. the school year certainly wasn’t all studies! Fun? You betcha!—Especially for the Seniors. As acknowledged leaders they had their first fling at the Fal Party. After yelling themselves hoarse under the new floodlights and getting worked into a fine state, the girls whisked out combs and powder puffs, and presto!—Ladies again! Hot dogs, cold feet, blown hair, hoarse voices, too much candy—yep, that's half the game! And good cheer leaders!—the Misses Christensen, Edsall, Lappley, and Smith—Peppy gals, those! Remember the pep assemblies? Committees racking their girl's gym class really gives a basis for Gert Hamper's name—shall we say “nom de plume of Bunny. Guess she plans to grow into those togs! This sort of thing didn't last long when Jack Frost began making his nightly visits. November and the Armistice Day program came as soon as courses really got underway. We ll remember Mr. Robinson's talk on the necessity of individual undertaking of responsibility and democracy long after most speeches have leisurely been forgotten, if they made an impression in the first place! School days are busy days! Early in the morn- brains for novel ideas—Arvin and Jackie's music, the inevitable We have no yell! —oh yes, Mr. Allinder's announcements, Harvey’s songs, and of course, our mayor! In case you hadn’t noticed, that's the mayor's brother below in an apron. Don't some of those girls look domestic? I mean, of course, the ones at the sewing machines and sink and not Tuck and Phil Bowerman looking pretty for the camera! The Girl's League held their annual freshman party with each new member given a separate introduction by Faith Newton who did the M.C.'ing. The snap below of the ing for last minute studying—noons made short by the necessity of having to tell the gang about the dumb remarks so and so said in Lit. etc.! The meals that were bolted and the digestions ruined to have time for the noon dances will never be known. The day over at 3:37? No. not much! Committee meetings, back assignments, tomorrow's typing, or maybe just time to do some strolling down the halls very nonchalantly with a few candy bars! Hands off the exhibits at the F. F. A. fair! Prizes, saw dust, crowing roosters, rural (Continued on page 14) 8

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I BOARD OF EDUCATION Smith Mabie Brown Hall Bower LATE into the night on the first Monday of each month a light burns in the main office. There a scene takes place, little known or little thought of by those of us who tread the halls day after day—unless perchance a whiff of stale cigars reaches our nostrils. There our school board wrestles with problems of operating and financing the school system of Greenville. It is this group of men which provides 4 the conveniences and equipment we so often take for granted. Providing us with efficient teachers, keeping our budget out of the red, continually enlarging our school program are tasks Gargantuan enough for any group, and yet no greater accomplishments could we ask for than those achieved by these six men, in spite of their busy daily lives. Treasurer Smith gives and takes many a dollar without batting an eye. The link between the board and us is no other than Mr. Mabie. At the head of the table sits the genial president— R. A. Mr. Hall presents a new face on the board this year. Nor could any institution be sound without its doctor (Take a bow, Dr. Bower!) Correspondence (oh yes!): Secretary Tower, take a letter to—. (Sorry we can’t see your face!) Thus, with pilots like these our Ship of Education ploughs quietly and steadily to newer and better ports. 10