Madera Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Madera, CA)

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JAMES DICKEY Sian” Basketball 19, ’21 Baseball ’19, ’20, ’21 Football Captain 21 Track 721 Purple and White Staff ’20, ’21 Vice-President, Stu- dent Body °21 President, Student Body °21 Debating °21 Senior Class Play MARION SEWELL Entered School ’20 Assistant Editor-in- Chief Purple and White ’21 “Prunella? 721 MARTE MOORE “Dutch” Purple and White 721 Glee Club °19, 720, 72 seg Jim Dickey’s a very slim senior Of very correctest de- meanor. As President of the school He adhered to the rule This boy who is such a good senior. There’s a senior named Marion Ruth Who delights much in telling the truth; But the worst of it all She’s so exceedingly small You can’t kill her for telling the truth. Marie is a fair senior’s name Her voice will win for- tune and fame Her notes round and sweet Bring the world to her feet She’ll sing until all know her name.

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CURTIS WALLING “@umtia Football 720 Senior Class Play WINNIFRED SMITH “Winnie” Basketball 21 MAURICE THEDE “Thede” Basketball 7°19, 720, Captain ?21 Track Captain ’21 Football ’21 Class President ’20 Curt Walling makes every one rave, Because he can’t ever behave; He teases the girls Pulls their sashes and curls, And to studies he’s surely a slave. There’s a senior who’s not very old, Yet in B. B. is certain- ly bold; Winnie’s her name Jumping’s her fame, And when angry she surely can scola. Maurice towers far up in the street, Bertha is dainty, pe- tite; It’s not just a whim That she looks up to him; 'Tis a distance of three or four feet.

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Goldia’s a maid of calm mind, GOLDIE ASHTON Very few like her you’ll find; “Goldy” She spares no good deed Glee Club 720, ’21 To someone in need; To friend and foe both is she kind. There once was a maid- en named Evans, Whose squeal sounded up to the heavens; When in doubt what to shout She lets a squeal out; That noisy young sen- ior named Evans. DOLLY EVANS Glee Club ’20. °21 Senior Class Play Class Will ee One warm June evening, as I sat alone in my room feeling deserted and blue I soon decided that it was foolish to feel blue and began to hurry about trying to find some amusement. During the ransacking that followed, I fell upon a box of old letters and immediately sat down right there on the floor to read them. Oh, they were so interesting I forgot about having the blues and soon was living my past life all over again. All of a sudden I began to read a letter which turned out to be nothing less than the will of the class of 1921. 17