Slatington High School - Reflections Yearbook (Slatington, PA)

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Look at that auditorium! The building is taking shape and it looks so-o-o large. Behold! The roof is on; the windows are in place. Our building is looking more like a school each day. It doesn’t look much like a corridor now—but that’s what it will be one of these days. Summer saw the work begin on the underpinnings and a firm foundation for our new school. Steel beams, concrete, bricks, man power—we can’t wait for the finished product. .Here We Look Forward to a New S.H.S. A few weeds, a little broom-sage, a beautiful view of Lehigh Cap—this was the land purchased for the new Slatington High School. All the dignitaries were here for the ground-breaking ceremonies. April, 1958, saw the band marching and Mr. Snyder, Mr. Edwards, Mr. Allen Shiffert, and Dr. Stevens ready to ply that shovel.

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mK , Working or Relaxing - They Enjoy It Together. Mr. Snyder, one of the faculty team’s foul shooters, racked up another point as the Slatington High Faculty defeated the Emmaus High Faculty for the second year straight. Two familiar faces around S.H.S. this year —Mrs. Margaret Stett-ner and Mr. Lee Kreid-ler—are student teachers who made our classes interesting and varied. “Oh, for that last-minute pause before the stampede to first period classes.” Miss Naylor, Mrs. Herrity, Mrs. Hunsburger, Mrs. Hicks, Mrs. Roeder, Miss Steckel, Mrs. Reed, and Miss Morgan pose for our photographer before they return to their rooms for the morning’s activities. “Oh, for one of those warm racoon coats.” Mr. Richard Jones and Mr. William Reese braved the wind of a bitter-cold Thanksgiving morning to check the attendance of the annual Turkey Day Game. Bill “Gaucho,” camp director, and our Slatington football coaches chat over a meal at football camp during summer of 1958. No basketball game is complete without the majorettes. The “Faculty High Steppers,” under the direction of Master Russell Stettler, provided their own entertainment at the half time of their own game.

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At the expense of much rubber and shoe leather, each morning about 850 students arrive at S.H.S., and each afternoon 850 leave for home. The rubber is expended by those lucky ones who ride to school, either by school bus or by car. The native Slatingtonians who walk each day are responsible for the wear and tear on the foot gear. Those who reach school before 8:15 a.m. while away their moments in Smith Hall or in the Recreation Room. At 3:05 the bus students crash out through the big, green doors and board their respective buses for home. Five minutes later the final “mob of walkers and drivers” issues forth, and the edifices of Slatington Junior-Senior High become quiet, empty shells once more until the following morning. 24