Lutheran High School - Paw Prints Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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TO ARMS AGAINST OUR DEADLY DEBTS I 1 Solemnly Pastor Meyer marks the graphs showing how many friends each class has made. Juniors won, sophomores were second, freshmen third and seniors last. 2 Making the most friends for LHS was Cynthia Rhodes (center), Chen Meyer (left) was second, and Nancy Ahlers (right) fifth. Rachel Hohenstem and Chester Clark were third and fourth After the first pop or September inconspicuously sizzled out, time had come to be disheartened with the dwindled number of classes per day. On top of this we didn ' t have enough teachers. Tuition hadn ' t been lowered. And there was always that incompleted building program to grumble about. Lamentable rumors hinted that the school was actually going broke and would simply close down. Our Christian Educational Dream Machine was doomed to a rusty paral- ysis. Those operating it were gripped by chilling uneasiness. And then along came — not a hero, but an economic re- vival program. Be a Friend was born! All we had to do was find five thousand friends of LHS who were friendly enough to send us a dollar a month. They ' d get a barrage of friendly newsletters, discounts at all our concerts, plus there ' d be rallies for all our friends to attend so they could keep in touch with us and with each other. And in ten months we ' d have fifty thousand dollars. ($50,000!) We, the students, got the first crack at making friends. Although spurred on by homeroom pizza parties, tuition bonuses, a free trip to Europe, and an all-expense paid day off, we only had two thousand friends by the end of a month. Failure at reaching the goal of five thousand friends made the program seem futile and even a waste of effort. Decay and disappointment seeped up around us. Quiet, hopeful voices babbled gently out of the stagnant lethergy like new grass sneaking unnoticed out of a withered field. After all. we had friends— three thousand strong at the end of the first semester! And all of them unyielding and solidly stand- ing behind us. That ' s enough to shake our little world.

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«Si controversy For a few weeks this year the rebels without a cause on campus buzzed with importance— it was the day of the Great Seal Controversy. The much-trodden upon LHS seal was painted curiously enough, right smack in the middle of the mam flow of traffic in the quad at the beginning of the year. The position a person took on this issue branded him as either a prudish sentimen- talist or a rowdy with questionable morals lacking any respect for school or spirit. Either way, there were those who took it upon themselves to judge and there were also those who deliberately stomped across the battleground. Several people of importance were re- ported placing their dirty sneakers and wing-tips across the soiled letters. Some radicals were even seen sitting squarely in the middle of the seal glaring visciously at passersby. The cause of unrest was de- bated in classroom, quad and through the printed media. But it wasn ' t long before our wandering rebels grew tired of being hen-pecked and preached at and soon for the simple sake of peace on campus, the above-mentioned were seen picking their way carefully around the seal. People who accidentally did step on the emblem came up with the guiltiest faces some risked life and limb to avoid it, teetering on the brink with flailing arms and shakey legs. And to this day footprints on the seal are unheard of, much less planted purposely.

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» 6 3QMK ' ' « i!«f. The two mightiest battalions shielding LHS from obliteration are probably our ever-on-the-alert Boosters Club and Ladies Guild. Ranks of common papas leap into aprons and heat up their trusty griddles before the sun ' s rays first steal across the football field. Cunningly brandishing pancakes and sausages they succeed in im- planting laughter and hope in the hearts of all the disgruntled stu- dents and faculty. The gusto springing forth at the pancake break- fast is a hardy buttress for our spirit throughout the year. And never ever to be overlooked is the unit of loving ladies keeping us strong against monetary deficiency. Thrift Shop customers may seem to provide the spoils brought to us by the Guild. However they come only after the women sacrifice all the time and goods needed to transport, mend, clean, repair, store, price , and make saleable the worthless iteams we donate. Day and night they wash and iron clothes, cut rags, and scrub and tidy up the shop. Let us not under- rate the steadfast Guild and Boosters bearing us forever forward — on and on and on.