Lawrenceburg High School - Orange and Black Yearbook (Lawrenceburg, IN)

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Mississippi Quartet Watch the Birdie! Tibbie After Lunch Bob Braun What's So Funny? Industrial Arts Whats So Interesting? Russell Meyer Guess Who? Christmas Display Architectural Drawing Class Coke Day'i Schwing and Klopu Jim and Femmes Happy Noah Pole Vault King Ed Foley Doris Harold

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IUNIUR DIARY Dear Diary: September 2. 19411 With the raucous ringing of the 8:15 bell. we Juniors embarked upon the third lap of our journey through high school fthe students secretly call it Alcatrazl. After the reverberations of the undercurrent of discussion, as the returning students relived their summer experiences, had died away. we Juniors settled down to the realization of the seriousness of the task that lay before us-that of giving the seniors a prom which they could always remember with a tinge of nostalgia. Dear Diary: j I September 10 Will the meeting please Colne to order? interrogates Mrs. Seibel, our esteemed sponsor. Finally after much cajoling, with giggles from the girls, and guffaws from the boys, the meeting came to order: and four of our astute Juniors tasted the sweets of success as their classmen honored them with the following offices: president, Carl Evert: vice-president, Louis Bryant: secretary, Dorothy Vest: treasurer, Dale Darling. With the ship of state in the hands of these capable Juniors. we are assured of success. Dear Diary: September 27 Hovhuml Life is a bowl of cherries! Why should we worry about lessons-let the teachers worry-our chief concern is a date for the JUNIOR DANCE. With our best bib-and-tucker, a hair ribbon in our hair, and rhythm in our bones , we trucked on down to get into the groove with Johnny Jam. Soft lights-sweet music-a milk shake at the Greek's-hands under the table-a stroll home. Thanks for the memory! Dear Diary: November 14 Hey, fellas, wait up! Have you heard about the new pin sale we Juniors are launching? Believe me, l'm getting mine early so I can hang it on my best girl before some other galoot beats me to it. The Juniors are going to hit another high peak in their sales: they are selling with a vengeance. Dear Diary: November 28 Say, Freshie is that mine? Oh, pardon me. I had one just like it. In fact, every student in school has one like it. For your enlightenment, dear diary, the it refers to those pencils-orange and black with the Tiger's hardwood schedule-which the super-salesmen, we Juniors, sold. We're hot on your trail, seniors. Our motto is the Best Prom or Bust . Dear Diary: January 1, 1941 Pop-corn! Candy! Chewing gum! Cracker-jack! Say you, young feller, ask your mama if she'll buy you an ice-cream cone. Coke, mister? Hot dogs? How many? And speaking of dogs mine are certainly barking after the beating they took today when we Juniors sold candy and stuff at the New Year's Invitational Tourney. The Juniors really made a haul today. More shekels in the ole sock. On to the Prom! Dear Diary: May 10 Time is the stuff life is made of. Little did we Juniors realize that so many grains of sand had sifted through the hour-glass of life: that the hour had come when Cinderella steps out of the ashes to become a princess for one night. Yes, it is the night of the prom, the hour of enchantment when the boys discard those dirty old cords and sneakers and the girls cast off sweaters, skirts, and saddles . There is the muffled sound of feet shuffling to the cadence of the pulsing, throbbing music, the sophisticated swish of taffeta and tulle, and the fragranec of gardenias permeating the dim shadows of an Hawaiian setting. Even our pedagogues put aside their classroom dignity to join us in the festivities of the gala occasion. Dear Diary: May 11 The prom is now relegated to the mistiness of memory: the gardenia petals are tucked tenderly away between the yellow leaves of a favorite old book to be brought out when memories have dimmed a little: the taffeta and tulle have been folded back into their boxes, and the blue coats and white flannels have had their day , Cinderella has gone back to her ashes. We have said a fitting farewell to the seniorsgg but our hearts sink to our boots when we realize that we are next.

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Tee' S 15 17 18 23 28 31 Pla CAIJJNDAR lC'onfinuedj Miss Hick's home room took the cake and also the party the journal- ism class gave them. We can't have Lawrence Tlbbett and Jeanette McDonald. but we had George Horn Zilld Helen Manuel in the Forest Prince . Those Mad Men of Music had a band party tonight. Music by Glenn Miller. tPsst! only recordsj. Students get even-Teachers go to school for a change at Indianapolis. First basketball cut. Birthday of the great book . First annual meeting. Here's another decline. Just two steps: but quit lagging, there's a lot of good things in these next two months of school. Let's see. November 1: 7. S 11 12 13 14 14 14 15 15 19 20 21 27 8 22 25 25 Wow! Take a gander at that score. Tigers 36, Rising Sun 24. Taps and salute. We're at flag dedication in Central School. remember now? Some string it: some swing it: but the quartet from Mississippi really sings it. We're doing all right-Tigers 29, North Vernon 20. Maybe it was the band's maneuvers that helped?? Rumor had it that there was a dramatics class. Now we know it. A swell Armistice Day program was presented by Miss Lees and her stage-crafters. What's going on around here? Potential Maurice Evans' and Helen Hayes' are organizing a Thespian Club. Movie free for nothing from the Fitch Brothers' Funeral Home. The hand is quicker than the eye -theory was proved today when Stella Willins started typing at convocation. Watch the birdie. seniors. Who said the freshmen were drips? They had a party, didn't they? Lady Luck is dribbling with us-Tigers 32, Vevay 29. l. l'. was honored by members of the Thespian Club. tMakes better typeb. Ilrainatics Llub members are really putting down their feet. They are casting for three one-act plays. Third time is a charm -Tigers 43, Aurora 37. Oh, Happy Day! Thanksgiving Vacation! Tip your hats. boys, to Glorious America given by the band. All good things have an endWvacation's over. Pick up your cues! A play practice begins. Don't look now but Greensburg 41. Tigers 30. You 1 .20 vb., nib oil., aiu 031, oi., nib nib sig 039 o'b D . f D C .D 9 'Qu '95 'D 5 'Q X99 '95 .eb '95 'D rs