Kingsford High School - Kingsfordian Yearbook (Kingsford, MI)

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3 SENIOR HISTORY The Flight To Knowledge Of '28 On the eventful day of September 1, 1925, the Senior. class started on their adventurous non-stop flight to Knowledge IH the Plane Tenacity. Our first pilot was Miss Schultz-fond memories of her linger still in our minds though she left us last year in a parachute, after spying a port from our plane that attracted her attention. We chose, as our first class president, Evelyn Bertrand. The necessary expenses were evenly distributed among us-the fare comprising a neat class treasury. That was the beginning of the journey through which we have braved storm and sunshine together, toward which we have bent our unceasing efforts and a journey that was far shorter than we actually anticipated. We must admit that on account of engine trouble, we have, at times, been almost forced to make a landing, but our pilots have always kept us soaring since our take- off. We have made a record in scolastic flights, proud to have mem- bers dominated by a attitude of public spirit .As Sophomores, one of our boys won the H. S. Declamatory contest, received third at the District contest, and one of our girls copped fourth place in a Shorthand con- test at Crystal Falls. We began our amateur dramatics with Too Much of A Good thing. We made our course in our Junior year toward the port of Prep- aration to get an impressive glance of that important place. Miss Schultz was still our worthy pilot and Edward Hirn was chosen presi- dent. The flight was rosy! t'The Bride Breezes In our Juni-' X' class play went over big so they say. Helen Tipper brought honor to the class by winning the H. S. Oratorical contest. Our prom was also a decided success-it had definite reasons to be-we had put all our physical and mental skill with patience into that spacious rose garden. The Junior- Senior Banquet was enjoyed immensely. lVe had acrobats with us who were continually doing stunts, forcing a few to drop in parachutes and wait for rescue planes. The class has been well represented in athletics, and we have all earthly reason to be proud of our boys who have for the last two years comprised the bulk of the H. S. leaders in that field. As Sophomores they won the H. S. Championship. For the sake of the school theyhave spent countless nights practicing tirelessly in basketball, football and track, continuing the struggle bravely to place Kingsford on the map until the voyage was over. One of our boys was sent to the State Track Meet and received a first place . We welcomed Miss Alving as our new pilot for our Senior year and Helen Tipper was chosen president. Busy was no word to express the situation. Three of our Seniors were on the Debating teams and Edward Hirn won first place in H. S. Oratory. We presented the Ghost Bird as our class play, proving that in spite of labor our spirit had not diminished. Now, with the aid of the telescope, I can see from the plane the port toward which we have so long been flying-the port that means not only the achievement of a material diploma, but a standard of high ideals and a worthy education. Ivy Thorson.

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. .ma.mmmmmm.,a...b..mmm.xL,E 1 Q L fm' 5 . SALUTATORY Dear Friends, Teachers, and Classmates: Once Tennyson had in his heart and wrote: I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. So we are forced to turn to Tennyson's words, while emotions fill our hearts and the deep sentiments of our souls call out for words of expression. For tonight our little boat has come to rest at the inlet of a greater stream, the stream of our own inclinations. Now we pause for only a moment, to gain new strength and cour- age for the work ahead. Life's voyage passes over cataracts, swirling pools, through un- known channels and adverse currents with problems of a deeper pur- pose that often leaves us pondering over just what we have passed by and what awaits us beyond. We find it difficult to follow that laid course we must row through, for temptations beset that stream by which we are led to gently take our oars from the baffling path to turn down some road of ease, but a glittering light kindles our weary souls, gives us a glimpse of the short distance we have come and shows us how close the banks really are. It is a comfort to rest these few moments to meditate on the happy thoughts that the rippling of these waters brings us, through which we have rowed in happiness and disappointments, that now, can only be memories. But the larger stream of active life calls from beyond, yet we must linger a while together for the parting means the taking up of the oars alone. We must part from that little stream of happiness and peacefulness, where we had pulled together through the endless woes and petty disappointments of childhood. Dear parents and kind friends we feel that we cannot leave these calm waters, to use our own knowledge to elevate ourselves to greater opportunities, without thanking you from the bottom of our hearts for giving us, when We were but little children, able guardians and worthy craft to put into the port of accomplishment. These happy years with its hardships, have been wonderful to pass through only by your kind- ness. Our teachers have protected us against the narrow channels, sluggest waters, and dangerous currents on our upward journey. We realize had it not been for your watchful care our good vessel would surely have taken another course, checking our progress with sand bars and other barriers, with sad happenings, possibly wrecking our ship at the very beginning of our voyage. And we want you to know how much we appreciate your kind thoughtfulness before leaving for greater opportunities. Dear teachers we must express our earnest thanks to you. In the future as we are paddling our frail craft in new channels of our own choice, often we will turn back to memories of advice you gave us in pilotage, until we shall long for your shelter again. You have given us the compass and map and I am sure your eyes will follow us as we paddle our boats into the unknown waters ahead, and we will make a sincere effort to keep your resolutions and never permit the maize and the blue to sink to the depths below. And thus, classmates, our ship has weathered the storm and landed us at our destination. We have sailed the vessel in a bond of friend- ship, but now we must take our oars and row on alone. So let us for- ever make life's struggle a worth while effort, that this high school may be honored by our works and that her banners may never leave our mass.

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- t1NLlIf2.RLHs PROPHECY Station K. H. S. now broadcasting from South Bend, Indiana. Sam and Henry will now entertain you. They are going to discuss the lives of some of the most prominent people of the country. Sam: Henry ' Sam: Henry' Sam: Henry ' Sam: Henry' Sam: Henry' Sam: Henry' Sam: Henry' Sam: H ern y Sam : Henry' Sam: Henry Ah sees whah Elmer Dagger is sellin' out his lawge stock of birds and pet animals. Zat so? Ah guess it mus' be de pet store on de corna down de stweet a lil' ways. Ah saw a sign on de windawg It says, Flyin' sale on Canaries very cheap. Ya know Henry, Ah seen a nice girl down town tonight, Ah jes couldn't help but talk to her. She said her name was Helen. Her las' name begins wif A She said she was runnin' a beauty shop on Scrap Boulevard. Say, Sam, dat reminds me. Ya know jes after Ah left you Ah seen three girls, said they sung in de grand opera in New Yawk. Louise Ferro, dat's a nice name aint it, well, dat was one's name and de otha two were Lois Swanson and Lilly Johnson. Puf! Puf! Puf! Henry, did ya hear bout dis guy Ed Hirn gittin' a divorce from his fifth wife ? Don't be silly, Sam, dat was in las' nights papah. Ah read in dis mornings papah whah he got a divorce from his sixth wife. Ah hear thas a good lookin' girl in town today, Henry? Yas, Sam, she's a stenographer, she's won a beauty contest once, her name is Virginia Longpre. Henry, Ah wondah what dis guy Wilbei't Rousse is doing now? lVhy, Sam, dat's de guy dat tol' us de othah day dat he was a barber an' dat de first guy he evah shaved had dandruff in his mustache. Ah hear ol' man Brown wots got lotsa' money has got a new secretary, Henry? Has, Sam, nice lil' girl, name's Florence Erickson. Say, Henry, who was dat good dancah we was lookin' at last nite? lVhy, Sam, dats nobody else but Alfred Rousse. He got married a while back to a girl by the name of Margaret Lowe. Ah heard dis guy Willard Raiche who catches for de Cubs has got appendicitis and can't play today. Yas, Sam, he was hollerin' to de secon' baseman in yestahday's game while de sun was in his eyes de pitcha woundup an' throwed de ball an' hit de catchah in de stomach. Ah seen whah Mayor Smith got pinched for speeding today? Oh, you mean Dail? Dat's nothin' Sam, he's used to dat stuff. Thah's a good show on tonite, Henry, featurin' Mr. and Mrs. Baumler, in Our Little Love Nest. Yas, dem two sprang up into de frame rathah swiftly Ah mus' say. Sam an' Henry signing off.