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

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A .STORY L'm going to ditch that darned old car; It's falling apart, it can't go far. This is nineteen thirty-nine; It's just no good; it's seen it's time. But now it's nineteen forty-two; I could sell it now for a thousand or two. I’m mighty lucky that I've still got her; You see the darned thing runs on waterI Therese McCarthy MY CLOSEST RELATION She's always there to cheer ae ' hen I’m feeling mighty blue; I know every word she tells me I can court on being true. .Though she may not be so very old Her hair is turning'white.' Anything she ever does, to me, Is just the thing that's right. If anything should happen. There will never be another To take the olace, at home. That's held down right now by my mother. Betty Lou Brumbaugh T. INS They are twins, but alike? No, as different as day and night. Doris has freckles, but what should she care? Doris lias person; lity rare . Her voice is soft and sweet; Just to hear her sing is a treat, Doris has big eyes that are blue And snorkle like sun on the '•.'civ. They are green in the sunlight Violet by the firelight But blue in the twilight. Donna has long curly hair. Her complection is so very fair. Her lips are like orchids in softness and color .allure. Each feature as though carved by a sculptor. Her face must have been tinted by an artist hand. Such beauty, the work of a fairy's'wand. Her hair is golden in the sunlight. Brown by the firelight 3ut auburn in the twilight. Lena 3ussick

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TO A YOUNG WOMAN A small-featured, curt littlo girl With hair in a stilish curl Cane past ny scat, And I neod not repeat, Gave ny head a whirl. I followed her with ny eyes down the aisle. There ny eyes stopped and rested awhile. She sc.t in her seat with manners so neat I was obliged to stare at her well-grooncd hair And decide That a young woman was seated there. Bill Cunningham TO YOU And sometimes I wonder why I do not cr.ro For things I onco lilced — clothes I once used to wear. They bring sad and happy monorics of that and this— Of a frown, a laugh, your happy smile that I miss. Tho sun never shines and the rain never falls Without bringing a day of the year that recalls Hours spent with you. love has not died, But 0, the gulf that separated us was ever wide. Helen Bussard GRADE SCHOOL NOTES He handed it shyly over. She took it with a b3.u3h. Ho turned his back toward her And opened his book in a rush. She slowly opened it And with a sigh she read. Her cheeks burned so. She quit And quickly hid her head. Roses are rod, Violets are blue, Sugar is sweet. And so are you. It’s just corny poetry now, written so poor, Yet at tho time Shakespeare could have said no more, Louise Brumbaugh CHRISTMAS — 19A2 It is Christmas, nineteen forty-two, And all of us wishing our tires were now. And if we had tires, there would be no gas, And so, ny friend, I say to you, Alas! Robert Campbell

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THE TRAGEDY A man vrae etandinf . by the road, Big tears streamed down his cheeks; I hadn’t seen a thing like this Around for weeks and weolcs. As I was on the other side, He called me to come around; But when I looked at him, he only Looked down to the ground. He looked as if he’d lost a friend. I asked. He said, ’’Not that. And then I saw the tragedy— A tire had gone flat. Betty Lou Brumbaugh THE CLOUDS The clouds drift lazily by Up in the clear blue sky. They are the fleecy shoep so white That dot the heavens day and night. Like a baby chick they’re soft as dovm As they float ovor country and town. With a background of heavenly blue They glance down at me and you. Beautiful clouds, what a wonderful sight! When I behold them in day light I wish that I were big and tall Then I'd reach up and grab them all. They are the sheep in pastures blue That graze the heavens all the day through. Jack Weaver BOOTS BootasyvJrfrots,. boots,, Walking down the street, Brown boots, black boots, Many different-size boots, Knee boots, ankle boots, Many different color boots Red boots, white boots, Combinations of many shades Black and red, brown and tan Many different styles, Buckled boots, zippered boots, Size, color, length, and style, Boots, booth, boots. Mary Allison