Saxton Liberty High School - Block Yearbook (Saxton, PA)

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PESSIMIST The time has come for the Seniors to soy adios to the dear teachers of S.L.H.S. As much as we hate to do this, we find it necessary to do so. The time has come when we have e chance to express ourselves. We shall do this in a very tactful way. First, we shall discuss some of the teachers, the A. rank around our high school. Our Supervisor, Mr. Howe, tops the list. He's the man who makes the rules and regulations around here, telling us what to do and what not to do. As if we didn’t know right from wrong! P.O.D. is the class. We had to sit there and listen to Danny talk and talk. He'd even talk until after the last bell rang and then all at once he’d yell, Get out!” No wonder we were always too nervous and excited to do justice to the following class. Another thing you P.O.D. students to be, you heve to laugh at all Mr. Graham's jokes to pass the course. And we are telling you — the one class we liked best was Business Law. Between contracts and drafts we didn't know what we were doing. There should be a lot of Real Estate Agents come out of the Senior Class who took this course. This make-up-hour system is certainly no good. Everything was running smoothly (for the students) the first semester, but when they made this a regulation about staying an hour after school if you failed to recite, ruined everything in the second semester. We can't decide whether this is a school or Sing-Sing. A little of both we believe. The school finally purchased a radio victrola combined for the high school parties. We don’t know who U3ed their influence or gift of gab for this, but a lot of credit should be given to the person. We sympathize with the Juniors and all the rest who will have Miss Long as a home-room, study-hall, and English teacher next year. A few have had her for study-hall and English. You can't chew gum because you look like a herd of cows. If you want to talk you have to do so under your breath. (We haven't learned how to do this as yet.) We also had to march out by rows, you know like you did in Grammar School: Row 1, may stand and pass out, etc. We got so used to her habits or her routine of things, that we didn't seem to mind it the last month of school. Just because Mr. Sharpe has the title of Principal, he thinks he is the A. No. 1 guy around here. But Mr. Howe says, You come first after me.’ Mr. Sharpe is the excuse writer. He certainly makes life miserable by hounding us all the time. Miss McCahan is always telling about her trips out west and to other parts of the U.S. I think there is an another attraction out there besides the scenery. It must be some man.’ 26

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CLASS PROPHECY We traveled through a few back allies the other day to reach the scheduled hideout, of mysterious Madam Long and we were able to take a look into her goldfish bowl and see the members of the Senior Class of 1939 of the Saxton Liberty High School, fifteen years in the future. We convey our findings to you. We found: George Moyle married with two children. Times are bad and Sis is helping by -taking in washings. Auditors wages aren't too high. James Benner, Alvin Pennell, and James Allan in the Model T are still progressing rapidly and still looking forward to the New York World's Fair of 1939-'40. Jack Brumbaugh asleep at the job as manager of a Shaffer Store. Martha Abbott, a motherly soul with only ten children. Eva Aller hunting a husband to take her to see Rollin Qyimby's Local Talent W.P.A. Revue. Verna Allison getting her fifth divorce. Jack Cunningham and Mrs., (Arlene Bowser) have combined their heirlooms and are selling Jack and Arlene Balloons. Kenneth Houp still trying for the kite flying record. Pete Bussick just caught his record fish, (six inches) Jeanne Bowser and the Fred Astaire of her time dancing for a new Broadway opening. Bob Decker as sparring partner for the champ, Arnold Keim. Arnold Davis still trying for a 1:54 half mile (Time 2:17.) Kenneth Donelson won the grand prize for the biggest hog at the Clark Station exhibition. James Ryan a shopwindow illustrator of day-beds in Galen Rinard's understuffed furniture store. Fern Duvall and Max Reed as coordination dictators of Cherrytown. Leroy Graziotti and Dino Scarcia running an exclusive Spaghetti Shoppe on the 43rd. Street Boulevard of Dudley. Merle and Ralph Dorman as high paid collectors of Golden Grain sacks. Jack Gibboney as financial manager of Dick Cunningham's Skunk Skinned Coat Company.” Eston Wilkins as the distinguished chauffeur and mechanic of the Madams' Ruby and Billie Sheterom's 1929 Chevrolet. Mary Richards nursing chickadees in the Swiss Alps. William Miller, John Houp, and Owen Carberry hunting new stars in a stratos- phere balloon. Amy Kifer, Virginia Kensinger, Betty Salkeld, Christine Kensinger, Betty Rhodes, and Faye Houp were married and have formed a colony east of Hickory Hill. Marjorie Felten a suitable housekeeper for (not mentioning any name.) John Heiser and Guy Harvey with their smooth tongues ere salesmen working their way through Potunk Seminary. Catherine Brcnnemen, Doris Brumbaugh, and Virginia Cunningham are convenient neighbors still in Saxton. Fay Bryant still escorting women across the Riddlesburg bridge. George Hess and Thorne Hoover producing the original Stink-Em-Out flea powder. Cont'd. on Page 36 - 25 -

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PESSIMIST That language teacher! She is so used to teaching French and Latin, we think she has forgotten the English language. She'll pass you and say Bonjour, and the students who never took French stand and gaze at her, wondering what they had done that she was giving them the deuce. Mr. Stinson is the tough man around here, (so he claims.) If you are holding a conversation with him, all at once he'll start staring at you and say, you mean x is the number. Always has algebra on the brain. This fellow around here who is always crooning or whistling j s none other than Mr. Shoemaker. When he goes to Heaven he'll take a piano with him. Nevertheless, he is the one who makes things lively around here. (In other words, he breaks the monotony.) Miss Albright is our Chef. When she starts cooking, we would all like to be taking Home Economics because the temptation is so hard to resist. When Bill and Miss Albright tie the knot, he will be sure of having decent meals. Last, but not least, is Mr. Timmons. He drives an Olds around and do the girls ever wish for a ride in it. We saw it! I suppose the way some girl will get him will be through his stomach, because that is the way to a man's heart. — Betty Salkeld Virginia Kensinger LET IT SHINE Let Saxton Liberty shine, Down through the ages of time. Don't let anything mar the hope of tomorrow In the record book of the class. Oh God, may we hear the patter of feet Along the quiet corridor; Again, as fifty years or more have passed. Oh, God, let Saxton Liberty shine. £7