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

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 TO SAXTON-LIBERTY IIIGEI (our Class Sonc) Hail to our High School Ever we sing--- We re all behind you In everything. Keep your standards free from stain Won’t let our students cause you shame. Always adore you, Ever be true--- Loyal forever, When v;e are through. Maroon and White, our colors bright, Forever will float on high. (Tune----- Hot re Dome. ) Betty Hiller Students of the Class of 1943 who dropped by the wayside, Their reasons. Robert Benner three end o half years---now attending Pitt University. Janet Dickinson two years-----helping care for the family. Betty Fisher two years---now employed somewhere in Ohio. Vera Flenner -three years--Mrs. Leader by name end residing at Cooks. James Fluke threo and a half years---attending Juniata College. Jorn Guillard throe years—working for a nurses degree ct Dickinson. Harry Heaton one year----working for Uncle Sam. Richard Hess three ye.' rs—working at dofor.se work in Baltimore, Md. Robert Leonard one year----in the United Statos Army, Anna Luther three years----now Mrs. Harry Guthridre. Harry Notestiro three years—onco employed in Washington, now at home. Chrx’lcs Pembrooke one year---somewhere in the United States. Donna Peters one year----now working in Martinsburg. Clydo Rogers one year----running a sawmill down Little Volley. Gladys Shultz or.e year--attending Huntingdon High School. Harold Stone three anu a half years—a sailor boy stationed at Norfolk. Dorothy Thomas throe years—(Lrs. Donald Fig.' rd)to everyone row. Ardith Weimcrt two yv-ra---working in Jamestown. Charles Williams over throe years—just pas..-ad the Airy test. Blaine Zimmerman two years—will graduate from a Lansing, Michigan high school. SAXT ON-LIB HRTY ADA HATER TLme may abb and we may wander, Fc.r o'er distant wnys. But our thoughts shall e’er bo winging, To our high school days. Sexton-Liberty, this forever Shall our motto be. Her bright banner waves before us, Spreading loyalty. Wo shall love our Aina Hator Now and evermore.

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POETRY CORNER 1943 FOR WHAT IT STANDS V atands for victory, and so does dot dot dash, I stands for rae and my rights. C is to remind mo what could have happened, T is trust in C-od day after day. 0 is over my dead body will they win, R is to render to all the Axas sure defeat, Y is for you, too, to help Uncle Sam win, Teddy Guerin, Jr, EMIGRANT He thoi’ght of the fields, and the bogs of peat, And .the wind's cold, and the summer's heat. The fog, the damp, that came dorm in the night, And stayed when the sun, with a blurry light, Came up like a candle out of the night, The work and the fun and the politics, And the way old Mike on tho highway'3 right Would play his fiddle and hold out his liand, Asking a bit of the rich of the land. Ho wished old Mike could be with him non, That they all could see what he oaw now; To stand over tho waves and sco The welcoming Statue of Liberty That loads to the land of equality. Thereso McCarthy AIRPORT I like an airport best at night, When tho flood-light swings in a groat white light. And tho blinkers, rod and green, bordering tho runaway, for miles can be soon. And tho ships come in from the phantom sky then taxi in through the hanger doors. Eilcno Weaver BUCK OUT The lonely wail of the siron, Coming through the night, Makes us ill sit up and listen Then tra’n out all the light; It comes when you least expect it— But that is tho wry it should bo— Out of tho clear cool darluioss, As a warning to you and to no. Kathryn Bridonbaugh