Technical High School - Tech Tiger Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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The TECH-TIGER, 1927 1f2-1928 Class History 192 75 At midyear nineteen twenty-live, We first came here to work, To learn a lot, to play a bit, And not our duties shirk. At first the boys were very meek, Perhaps the girls were, too. We planned to stick together And to our class be true. Bur not until the fall had corne, Did we meet in the Gym. To draft a constitution To give us still more vim. We then elected ofiicers, Dave Lewis as our head, Ruth Little had the second place, Dave's batteries might go dead. For writing there was Esther Berg And Ross to keep the dough. With Lyons and Hale to help them on We knew we'd make a go. We'd Ellingham as President, And Butler as his Vice And Shirley Trout and Hinckley, too, To help with their advice. Miss Puffer, Best, and Mr. Cook We welcomed in our class. They've worked with us and played with us, And helped with every task. In mid-year nineteen twenty-six, The junior Prom held sway, The music rang out loud and strong, The laughter bright and gay. For colors then the class did choose Rich purple and bright gold, To stand for truth and loyalty To all the class enrolled. In '27 we choose Art Ross, Our senior class to lead, With Eliot Clark to help him on, Whenever there was need. For scribe we had Bob Putnam, And Hinckley for cashier, And so we started out at last Upon our final year. September nineteen twenty-seven, Last year of life in school, We started on the home stretch Diplomas as our goal. All Hallow's Eve we dressed as beggars, And had another dance. The tramps and hobos came in crowds With patches on their pants. As seniors we were always busy

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The TECH-TIGER, 1927 1f2f1928 CLASS OF 19273

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The TECH-TIGER, 1927 1f2-1928 Class History fC0f1l'2'f2ufdj With little time for play As there was much to be accomplished Before the final day. The last month there was great excitement, A thrill was in the air, All thoughts were on our graduation, The prom, and what to wear. We're ending now our work together With smiles and sometimes tears, Much we have learned from books and friends Through all these high school years. And now, dear Tech, we leave you On different paths to start, But much that we have learned here Will linger in our hearts. DOROTHY CARSON C last H ixtorian Too Busy to Live He hadnlt time to greet the day, He hadn't time to laugh or play, He hadn't time to Wait a while, He hadn't time to give a smileg He hadnlt time to train his mind, He hadn't time to be just kind 5 He hadn't time to see a joke, He hadn't time to Write his folk, He hadn't time to eat a meal, He hadn't time to deeply feel, He hadn't time to take a rest, He hadn't time to act his best, He hadn't time to pen a note, He hadn't time to cast a vote, He hadn't time to sing a song, He hadnit time to right a wrong, He hadnit time to send a gift, He hadn't time to practice thrift. He hadn't time to exercise, He hadn't time to scan the skies, He hadn't time to heed a cry, He hacln't time to say good-by, He hadn't time to study poise, He hadn't time to repress noise, He hadn't time to go abroad, He hadn't time to serve' his God, He hadn't time to lend or give, He hadnlt time to really live g He hadn't time to read this verse, He hadn't time-He's in a hearse.