Kingswood School Cranbrook - Woodwinds Yearbook (Bloomfield Hills, MI)

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LiiAmie Ault-pj» Joan Bailey Leal Blakeman Melinda Booth Jacqueline Brozo Mary Campbell Kay Came Jane Clark Catherine Curtice Virginia Dawson Lynn Diil a Judy Earle Sally Fisher Ellen Flint Lynda Genthe Mamie Crat Sara Craves Lynne lleinriek Betts Ann Hill Julie Hutchins NINTH 29920 Ardmore Dr. Rte. I, Farmington. Mich. 2 4 College St.. Battle Creek, Mich. 5905 Wine Lake Bd.. Bte. 1. Birmingham, Mich. . . . Tliornlca. Bloomfield Hills. Mich. 91-4 Shirley Dr.. Birmingham. Mich. 189-45 Mmrlaud As»-.. Detroit 21, Mich. 19520 Argvle Crescent. Detroit 3. Mich. 212 Maumee St.. Jonesvillc. Mich. 1810 (Kerhill Dr., Flint. Mich. 9850 Livernois. Detroit. Mich. 10851 Bigelow Bd.. Davishurg. Mich. 2-4275 1-4-Mile Bd.. Birmingham. Mich. 606 First St.. North Muskegon. Mich. 60t 0 Middlelx-lt B l., Birmingham. Mich. 301 Biddle Avo.. Wyandotte. Mich. 519 Wimhleton, Birmingham. Midi. 28 Denison St., Oxford, Mich. 19143 Berkley Bd,. Detroit. Mich. 1277-4 Vernon Ave„ Huntington Woods. Mich. 190 Ottawa Dr.. Pontiac, Mich. G R A D E Joanna Kellogg 1876 Northlawn. Biriningliain. Midi. Barbara Knoblock . 8 Shallow Lane. Box 80, Bloomfield Hills, Mich. Joan Lang . . .. 43 Oxford Rd.. Pleasant Ridge, Midi. Jeanne Luce Box 278. Bloomfield Hills. Midi. Martha McDonald 1472 Cranhrook Rd.. Biriningliain. Midi. ®Marilyn Malone 8165 llendne Bhd . Huntington Woods, Midi. Ilcndricka Martin 1955 Wellesley Dr., Detroit 2. Midi. Martha Mdircr .... 29 Yarboro, Bloomfield Hills. Midi. Sally Michelson .... 19345 Strathcona. Detroit 3, Midi. Mum Neely 8232 lleudrie Blvd., Iluntiuglon Woods. Midi. Judith Nelson 1443 Braehurn Rd., Flossmoor, III. Ann Oliver.................... 278 W. Iroquois Rd, Pontiac, Mich. Ann Palmer........................ 3034 Algonquin. Toledo, Ohio Frances Py le 3139 Canterbury Rd.. Tnpck a, Kansas Peggy Russell 1291 W. State Fair. Apt. 304, Detroit, Midi. Belli Saylor 412 Hanna, Birmingham, Mich. Marlene Schroeder 11 Devonshire. Pleasant Ridge, Mich. Gayle Smith .... Martell Dr.. Bloomfield Hills. Midi. Jane Underhill 1483 Cranhrook Rd.. Birmingham, Midi. Carole Wiechmann 35 Davis Dr.. Colfside, Saginaw. Mich. C rtwt 'resident

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AUTO MY BIOGRAPHY by Goe Jisli My name is Goe Jisli. I was born a nery vonnal child, but as I grew. I develight a sloped spefect in (leech. Because of this, I was not admitted to the schublic jmk»!. so I went to Brookcran. I enform the fifth tered but safter coring 1(X) per cent on mv teve est, was promoted to the sank of renior. At Brookcran I was liery vappy and po sopular that a bout ajoke me was crinted in the pane wcvcrv eek. which relitelv did not poveal my spefective deech. I entered into many intivities accluding the cloking Smuh. and the Clanasta Cub. I was chairman of the Cautee Oort Committo. I like Kiugsions and Clarwood, and I chap haterones. A ittle lafter gradu mvation (I graduated Magna Cum Lousv). I walk wasing by Christ Church, when I spotted one of those delie wood Kingsious girls. But as I fa zed upon her lovely gonii. 1, with a pittle lush join the fruniors. walked into a inopcn anhole and perished. . . . Dricka Marlin PERPETUAL Fire is the element of life. Its jumping, bursting, vivacious flames. And ever upward movement. Its long fingers fighting high Striving, striving to get somewhere Are life itself. It's in the soldiers. In the eternal love of their country. It's in friendship, in love of mankind It’s in little children, striving to achieve farawav goals. Just like the fingers of fire, striving, upward. It's in the workmen, masons, the streelclcancrs It's the fire of hope and enthusiasm. The effort to become better. It's in the children, keeping them going to school It’s something inside— Maybe the ambition to learn. Fire is in the countenance of every person alive I lave you seen it? l-ook around you. On some faces, it’s the continuous struggle to progress. On others, it's the flame of honestv. In still others, it's the burning flame of good w ill. Each indiv idual trait is a fire. Fire should be kept alive; For il it should die llumanitv would hopelesslv cease. . . . Marih n Malone

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I () X i: S B E A C II Brilliantly colored beach umbrellas— Warm golden sand— Bright ravs of sunshine— The shimmering, blue, ocean cap{X d with Sparkling foam— Saltv breezes— This is the scenic enchantment of Join's Beach. Hot dogs taste better than ever smothered In mustard— Salt water talfv is the best ever made— People shouting— Children screaming— Portable radios blaring— Beach balls landing on your head— Sand kicked in your face— This is the gav enchantment of Jones Beach. Full yellow moon— Soft balmy breezes— Sweet scented perfume— Magical music— Tinkling laughter sounding above hushed voices— Lovers on the boardwalk— Fires glowing on tin- now cool sand— This is the soft enchantment of Jones Beach. . . . Judy l:rost TUE BATTLE OF TIIE V IN D S Have you ever wondered what started the first hurricanes and tornados? You haven’t? Well, I'll tell you. This story was told to me l»v a descendant of Nosov, who was the king of a particular tribe of dinosaurs. It seemed that Jupiter was very angry, and he had a very good reason to be. All of the dinosaurs, except those of Nosey’s tribe, were running his estate. There were great holes, and the bushes and trees had been up-rooted. It was terrible, and Jupiter felt that he had to get revenge. He thought and thought and thought. He finally remembered that the gods of the winds were quarreling and he sent a nasty note to the North wind, the South wind, and the East and West winds. The notes were very insulting, and each wind challenged the other to come out in open battle at the same place at the same time. Now. Nosev knew that Jupiter would do something soon, and he didn't want any part of it. since his tribe hadn't done anything. I le led them to a green spot on an unknown island on tin- very Southern tip of the earth. When the four winds met at the appointed spot, thev were furious at each other and they blew and blew and blew. Somehow they ended up blowing in the same direction, and they blew so hard and at such a terrible speed that the water of the sea made a very heavy rain. Between the wind and the rain, trees and everything within their reach were des- troyed. Never since in our historv has a dinosaur been seen except lor the one who told me this storv. and we still have the hurricanes and tornados that are started bv the winds when they are angrv. The only reason that I know this is because Nosev stood at the entrance to the green spot at the unknown island at the Southern tip of the Earth and watched the great battle. . . . Ann Hammonds