Harmony High School - Ferguson Yearbook (St Cloud, FL)

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Taking your Sin, all, with Him there If you reject Him, what a loss! You get, instead, Hell for your share. If you accept His death for you, Believe He'll save you from all Sin Ask Him to give you life anew. Then to your heart He'll enter in. This Love has raised a Soul's despair Guided a life to brighter planes, Restored a spirit worn with care, And over all now gently reigns. Iris Downs '53 Senior Members We know that Lue is getting fat And wants to go to collegeg Maybe her head is getting swelled From holding all that knowledge. Each morning Dana milks the cows Till all the pails are full. It will make him a good living, if He doesn't lose his pull. Gerry is a glamour boy And he can croon like Bing. We hope that some 'bright day He will learn to sing. Iris is a sweater girl. She's going to P. B. I. When Salvation came her way She didn't pass it by. Victor has got curly hair. He doesn't need a Toni. He says his curls are natural But we 'think they are phony. Dellie is the shy one Or he was until this yea1'. We're wondering what Freshman girl Brought hi-m so much fear. The other member of the class Is, of course, the best. I think I'm pretty wonderful But some think I'm a pestg Rodney Curtis '52 Basketball In Jackman There goes Gordon down the Hoorg Will he make the score two more? He shot and hit the pipes o'erhead. Jackman out , the referee said. Now it is Jackman ahead 'by three. The referee calls, Foul on 23! Earl stands -there with a forlorn look, When Vic gets the ball and in with a hook. They pass the ball to Cecil, He stands there with a grin. He drilbbles to Jackman's basket And there he puts it in. The boys try to stop him As he driblbles down the floor. But Cecil does not hear them Above the hilarious roar. Gerry is a great surprise To himself tonight. With his hook shot working fine He will do all right. Dellie gets his shots away, Even past a guard. So we'll win the ball game By playing pretty hard. Patricia Gourley '54 Crash Dive , The little plane stood on the snow, All painted orange and black. No one knew when it left the field, It never would come back. The pilot took controls in hand, The helper spun -the prop. The little motor roared to life, Exhaust 'burst from the top.

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ticing the tango, he 'bumped into a stand and broke mother's best lamp. After the mess was cleaned up, I decided to write a letter to that l2'fT'lC'b1'i1lI1GCl author who wrote the cockeyed article and tell him a thing or two about dancing curing clumsi- ness! I I Beverly Coro '55 Gifs' Basketball Team of H. H. S. Pat is the captain of our squad, We all think she- should have a re- ward For giving up praise when the score was near. We hope she'll he captain again next year. Next comes Nonie, who is quite small, l-Sut she gets those rebounds like nothing at all. lip goes the ball and, usually, in. S-he still has a 'feeling that H. H. S. will win. .A rleen is the highest scorer this year. We as a team want to give her a cheer. She dribbles, pivots and shoots with a hook, And she is tops in the SCO1'Gl',S book. Florence is the tallest of all. She has the height for basketball. She gets those rebounds mighty quick. With the help of the others she's very slick. Dawna is our blond bomber, left guard and number 8. We all should hate to lose her for all the fun she makes. She is popular for her fouls, but we really don't mind. The next line we tried, but couldn't make it rhyme. Meredith is a cute little lass. She comes on the Hom' quick as a flash. She's pretty good out on the court, And all in all she's a very good sport. Last comes Jackie, but not the least On our High School Basketball Team. We all think s'he's a very good kid, But Archie thinks she's a dream. We thank the eighth graders For competing on our team: When they play basketball They are really on the beam. Our greatest thanks goes to our coach, Who is new to us this year. For coaching the Girls' Basketball Team He has certainly been a dear. Arleen Ames and Dawna Olson '56 God's Love I went to tell you of a Love Much greater, richer, than we know. It is unbounded, far above Any we 'have on earth to show. This Love can reach a Soul's despair, Can lift it on to newer heights, 'Til it, in joy, gains clearer air, Gois, trusting, thru the darkest nights. This Love can take a man's lost life And guide it to a brighter plane, Free it from all care and strife And, finally, bring it Home again. This Love, infinite, can restore The one whose weary feet have trod The path of life, and, suif'ring sore, Is ready to yield all to God. For this is God's own Love, my friend, The God who sent His Son to die, To grant you life without an end, Eternal Life, with Him on High! Christ lived to die upon a Cross,

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The plane released, all bonds re- moved, It thundered down the strip. It quickly rose into the air, Upon its very first trip. The little plane circled the strip, Then dove into the lane. I dug out the twisted wreckage of' My little model plane. Gerald Stadig '53 Lue's First Try at the Wheel Luo took the car angl went for a drive one day. She hadn't asked her fatlxcr for the c:1r because she knew lic wo1ildn't let her take it. Wlzcn Lue drove into the driveway ter father was somewhat relieved :nfl was so glad that he had his car back in one piece that he didn't even say a word to her about taking the car without asking. Instead he said, How did you make it? Have any trouble? No, not too much I guess. I only went through live red lights and got a bill for you to pay at the Police Station. Oh, no! he ex- claimed, tell me about it. Well, it was like this. I was driv- ing along and saw the light turn red and pushed on the pedal but there was no brake! No 'brake? he said, there al- ways was a brake. Are you sure? Oh, yes , Lue said. I pushed the pedal on the left way to the iioorf' Oh, you dope! That was the clutch. Oh, never mind. Then what happen- ed? Well, a fellow on a bicycle with a motor on it came alongside the car and said, Pull over lady and I said, What's the matter, Mack. Ain't you got room to pass? And what do you knowg the next thing I knew he took me to the court house and a fellow with a book came up to me and said, Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and noth- ing but the truth, so help you God ? and I said, Don't get noisy, bud. Tlien there was quite a commotion, and to add to it all someone started to pound a nail into a wooden desk with a hammer. Oh, you nut-head! her father screamed, that was the judijef, I know , she said, I found that out, too, when I asked him how he felt and he said Fine, S'p50.00. Gordon Lombard '54 IF! IF we had quiet study halls, the Prin- c'pal would celebrate. Wed know that Zane Cray's clock is working, IF he wasn't always late. IF Donald Davis would reform, Sing Sing would lose a candidate. In fact IF he won't quiet down, he's apt to need an upper plate. IF Sunshine hadn't all the charm, the other girls would like her better. Florence would phone trans-Atlantic, IF each day didn't bring a letter. IF Arthur should turn British while he's stationed 'crost the briny, And IIF he and Florence marry, they could raise some little limeys. Iris would be broken-hearted IF she should ever lose her horse. IF the horse is slightly swaybacked, we can understand, of course! IF Gordon, Vic and Gerald would give up their vocalizing, Our tempers would improve and we'd feel more like socializing. IF Letha Cray should stop her clown- ing we'd miss our female Grou- cho Marx. The Cobb's car would be all in one piece, IF there weren't trees where Charles Cobb parks.