Sylvania Burnham High School - Burgoblac Yearbook (Sylvania, OH)

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. . i - me---I MMMEXMMMMQMMMMXQMQMMMMMQQ A M I IA A mfmmmfmxmmm A ll i'fA'fAv6VfN6VMvENvMvM?Q B i SENIOR CLASS HISTORY You could almost hear the stars Twinkling in the sky, And the old wind woke and moaned in the spars And the same old waves Went by, Singing the same old song As ages and ages ago, While he froze my blood in that deep-sea night With the things.that he seemed to know. Dark, cold and dreary was the night, with its shouting wind and flyf ing rain. Ropes and wires creaked with a ghost-like voice and far, far below the deceitful waves were lapping and slapping the same as they are today. The motor made the propeller turn wildly and the night seemed to be twice as horrible as it was. Then-suddenly all grew still--the ship began to fall-and-oh! never do I care to see this night again. But the Invisible held his hand over us and we landed safely in our parachutes on the ground of the Burnham Flying field, which at that time was not quite completed. As our preceding flight proved to us that we were yet inexperienced in flying through the world, we decided to stay and enroll for a course that would enable us to conquer the world more easily and at the same time make us the iirst class that would complete a whole four-year term. But it was not until two months after that we entered the school. We were getting along fine in our course until we felt that we were in need of a more expert pilot. Hildreth Sharp, one of the good mechanics, was elected President of the Freshmen Flying class. Under his direction we made such advances in flying that we were allowed to have many class parties which were hard to check. ' The year passed entirely too swiftly and just as we were beginning to get used to the right way of flying, the school was closed for a three-months vacation. ' At last the date for the enrollment of the second year had come. Feel- ing that we had exhausted all the knowledge about flying from our last year's pilot, we elected Howard Day as main pilot and Mr. Smith as chief advisor. Then as every organization needs' officers, Lester Reeb, was elected assistant-pilot and Esther Fosnaugh, secretary and treasurer. In order to raise money for our debts, made for flying supplies and to have a smallsum of money in our treasury, we gave a play named, The Little Politician, which turned out to be a glorious success. Encouraged LPage 271 . '