Hoover High School - Viking Yearbook (North Canton, OH)

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Class Poem Class Song The volume of our high school life Is closed. Across the final page Is Written, sorrowfully, 'The End. Oh, not in vain and useless dreams Of things now past, nc'er to return But in bright hopes and earnest, high Ambitions, may our time be spent! For graduation night is but The closing of an epic short- 'Tis even more, the pistol crack, The starting signal in life's race. Years after years before us stretch, Awaiting the accomplishment Of some true-hearted worthy deed- Attainment of some high ideal- The nearer realization Of universal love and peace. Then, let across the final page Of our completed high school life Be written The Beginnningf' Class of '39 Sung to The Old Refrain Today, the Senior Class now says goodbye To all the friends and pals of N. C. High, We leave with sorrow now within our hearts To think that now from thee we have to part. We'll miss the joy's we've had for six short years, And as we part from thee we'll part with tears. We give you love and honor and respect, So now we leave you, but not quite yet, A few short moments more within thy midst, Before we lose what we shall always miss, And at this parting now to you we say, We'll cherish the dear thoughts of you always. Class of '39 Twenty-two

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Having lived a happy and successful high school life and in preparing to leave this sphere for a new world, we of the graduating class of 1939 hereby bequeath to our inferiors, the undergraduates, the following extremely admirable qualities which we have cherished for many years: 1 D. Robert Ginther's dignity to Horace McDowell. Ben Swarner's way with women to the Schug twins-there will be enough for both of them. Jim Fry's comb, which has never been used, to Bob McCue. To the very efficient and Wealthy Juniors, the Senior class' numerous unpaid debts. Chailey Bruhn's position as athletic manager to Max Rohrer. Jeanne Smith's excess corpulence to Virginia Warstler. Lois Begert's efficiency in handling money to future class treasurers. Charles Murphy's way of getting up in the world to Dick Kintz. Glen Forney's dexterity with a butcher knife to future cut-ups. Myrtle Denton's pep and vitality to Charles King. Maxine Carle and Harlan Memme-r's hand-holding ability to Berdella and George. Elaine Wolfe's quiet composure to Little Bob Ginther. To Janice Hanel we leave Jimmy Sponseller's devilishness. Tom HefTner's scientific genius and his new, improved theory of relativity to Logan Stahler. Take good care of it Logie. It is Tom's brain-child and therefore is an orphan. Bruce Herburck's puny puns to Dick Claypool. The North Canton Library's French pony to all struggling French students. Many stiff necks from sitting in the front section in assembly to the hopeless Juniors. To Junie Sponseller, Rod Watts' promptness. Ruth Conway's femininity to Helen Kolp. The library's much-used college catalogs to ambitious members of the Class of 1940. Lee Murphy's frequent study hall naps to other brilliant students who have nothing to do in study hall. To Eleanor Rubright we leave Betty Ann's giggles. Becky and Paul's mutual understanding to Bill Ashbaugh and Jean Lowry. To Vernon Trusty, Bob Van Horn's basketball trunks. fWe hope that they f'it.J Eileen McCue's studiousness to Patty Schaefer. Molly Duff's ability to forget assignments to Francis Shaw. Dale Wearstler's straight hair to Bill Shorb. To Tom Hurlburt, Poodie Brong's ability to swing it at the piano. Theda Rohrer's height to Betty Geisinger. Mr. Ramage's tap-dancing to Mr. Spangler. Virgil Meyers' bashfulness to Bill Shuttleworth. To future Annual Staffs we leave the following poem as a warning: What have you done, Saint Peter asked, That I should admit you here '? We ran an Annual, our staff said, Of our High School, for one long year. Saint Peter, pitying, bowed his head, And gravely touched a bellg Come in, poor fellows, and select your harps, - You've had your share of --13' Class And finally, we leave Home Room 304 to the Juniors who have been trying to get it for so long. Signed: THE CLASS OF '39 WITNESSES: The Staff Twenty-three