West Seattle High School - Kimtah Yearbook (Seattle, WA)

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Vice-Principal For twenty-five years this annual has delighted generations of West Seattle boys and girls with graphic reminders of the happy companion- ships of their high school days. When the 1920 annual initiated the series, there were boys in school who had served in the First World War. lt was then hoped the last War had been fought. Their generation failed in the wisdom needed to prevent the life-and-death struggle now going on. So we, their sons and daughters, are giving up our normal, free, peace-time living to take part in this Second World War. Many of us will never know again what happy peacetime living is. We who are giving our lives, wrote one high school Bombardier, want you who remain to use yours to start the world on its long journey back to the light. That Germany and lapan and their threats to our American Way of free cooperative control will go down in defeat we dare not doubt. But when the War ends, the ugly faces of our age-old enemies here at home will continue to leer at us. lntolerance, race and class hatred, selfish interference With the right of men to choose their own Way back to the light are not so soon de- stroyed. Against these enemies we need continually to arm our minds and fortify our hearts. Gnly so can the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness be made a prized pos- session of every honest-intentioned, cooperating mortal the world around. -A. LYLE KAYE. 11

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Principal 1 f Things happen fast these days. A fellow can be day dreaming in the study hall one week, wondering when the cute number two aisles over is going to look your way, and a week later you can be standing stiff with eighty other yardbirds, hop- ing against hope that that far-from- cute sergeant won't look your way. And six months later maybe you're taking your first sea voyage, won- dering whether Old Lady Luck has sold you a one-way ticket. You think back and wonder whether the easy-go-lucky, movie- going, rug-cutting days were well spent. You remember the top-grade work Bill lackson did in high schoolg he's taking officer training now. You recall lim Wallace, who always did a swell job in machine shop, he was selected for gunnery school. Fletcher and Murray and Raleigh are wear- ing stripes alreadyg they're on their way up. Yes, things happen fast these days. You think ahead - perhaps - to the day when the big argument is overg when boot camp and fox holes and dive bombings are things of the past. What will the job be then? Something where brain power comes in handy? Something where person- ality counts? Or will it be taxpayers' charity and apple-selling on the street corner? Cne thing remember: the public forgets its heroes in record time. You may be risking your life for the stay- at-homes today, but after the din of armistice you're no more than a tax- eater unless you'Ve got what it takes to remake your life in the light of the post-war world. Yes, things happen fast these days. -Reed Fulton

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Faculty M Meyers, Miss Magillicuddy, Miss Lockhart, Mr. Dotson, M ite, Mr, Murphy, Miss Sorenson. MATHEMATICS AND SCIENCE DEPARTMENTS nt How: Miss Pierce, Miss Tozier, Miss Peaslee, B k How: Mr. Wohlrabe, Mr. Bonar, Mr. Sicelolf, Mr. Anderson, Larson, Mr. Mackey. 12 , Up in room 247, is a minia- ture office, where girls who have aspirations toward a commercial career actually practice typing, shorthand, stenciling, mimeographing and comptometer. Working to Yankee Doodle Dandy and similar tunes, the typing classes develop rhythm in their typing, as Well as fa- miliarize themselves with the correct forms of letters and addressing envelopes. Learning to keep records and file accounts reguires a large amount of training. That is Why this year the lunior Business course was added to the Commercial Department. Besides this important study, bookkeeping is offered as an advanced opportunity in com- mercial work. L:!Zl:C,Ci1CZC1C The future Einsteins find the World of test-tubes, bunson burners and black rubber aprons a fascinating one, heroically disregarding the sometimes unbearable prod- ucts of their delving into the elements. And then there's the un- mistakable evidence dis- played in slide rules, egua- tions, and brainpower to prove that someone in the vicinity is a student of alge- bra, geometry, or trigonom- etry. Proving their interests in field trips, pollywogs, and the alimentary canal of sguid, the students of Zoology find out about the rest of the ani- mals in this World.