Algonac High School - Algonquin Yearbook (Algonac, MI)

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Class History September 7, 1921. Dear Diary, just think of it 35 of us just entered Sr. High. How terrible it seems to be in that large room. We feel so small that I am sure the teacher put on glasses especially for our benefit. I wonder why those horrid Sr’s gaze so queerly at us. They just seem to make us melt away and to think, Diary, they call us green. Imagine that, can you. Well just as I thought they put us right in the front seats. Maybe it is as well because then we won’t have to walk by all those seniors. They seem to think that they own the whole school building, but wait until we are Seniors then we will show what we are made of. School isn’t so bad after all. They even let us have a room all to ourselves for class meeting. At last we are really able to call ourselves a class. We have a President, Edward Kane, a Vice-President, Theodore Zaetsch and myself presiding as Secretary and Treasurer. The meeting was quite nice until some of those Teachers came and said. “See that you select an advisor.” After a heated argument we chose Mr. Miller. Diary, I know that I have neglected you for quite awhile but I have been so busy with my school work that I have not had time to think of you. I am sure if you could ever have been a Freshman you would have known what I mean. Of course, we are too nice to act like other classes but then they act so terrible. I don’t see why the teachers don’t put some of those seniors out of school. I bet when we are seniors we will act different. « June 22. Think of it, the last day of school and now we are all Sophomores and I do not feel a bit more stuck up than I did five minutes ago. When we come back next year we will have to help frighten the green little freshmen. September again. Do you know that we all seem to feel different now that we are Sophomores. You know it seems much nicer to be sitting a little farther from the front seats then we did last year. The others say that they are going to try and talk a little now and then and maybe they will not be caught. We had another class meeting but this was not nearly as exciting as the one we had last year. Wonder why? We have Mr. Miller for our advisor this year and by the looks of the amount of time he is spending out of town we think that he will need an advisor. We have since heard of his marriage and know that he has one. JUNIORS. Diary I believe I will underline that word. Don’t you think that it sounds nice to say I AM A JUNIOR all you Freshmen and Sophomores better keep out of my way. I think they ought to pass a law giving JUNIORS the right to reprimand all younger students. Of course, after our class were Seniors they could call the law null and void. We are preparing for the J-Hop and I am sure it will be a big success. How could it help but be one when WE were giving it. The day after the night before, and finished labors are pleasant. If you don’t believe that ask the decorating committee. September 6, 1924. Diary, 22 of the 35 have returned to spend their last year under the roof of the Algonac High School, and with Mr. Bush as our very efficient and tactful advisor, we hope to make this a banner year. We again bestowed the honor of Presidency on Edward Kane. Our activities this year will be pleasant and far between. The Juniors found it very fitting and proper to entertain us at a Banquet and Hop. Decorations and toasts were given in our honor. The affair was a wondrous success. We have decided to have an Annual. I imagine it will be a lot of work, of course we can take our time because we have a lot of time between now and April. We are going to give a play “At the End of the Rainbow.” How well that fits in with the ending of our High School Life. Another important event in our Senior year was the entering of the New School building. We have waited for quite a time for the occasion and at last our hopes are fulfilled. One of the most historical features of our Senior year was the morning we were informed by Mr. Kane that our Annual was to arrive in Ypsilanti April 1. Did it get there? Well, ask any one of the Staff, they will tell you. Soon we will launch our ship in the stormy seas of life. We will take up our different tasks with good will and contentment. But hark, they tell me we are to begin making the final plans for commencement. Virginia Lertipke 19

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Salutatory Parents and Friends; It is my duty and my privilege tonight, to welcome you in behalf of the class of 1925. We are proud to have achieved the honor of graduation, and in our hour of triumph, turn naturally and gladly to you, our friends, to share our honors with us. Someone has said that the lesson of all true living is to learn our own limita- tions. If school has taught us nothing more, then, has our school life been suc- cessful. Perhaps the key note throughout our four short years of high school has been co-operation. We partly learned the meaning of that word in the grades; when we were freshmen it meant but little more to us but as the years passed in reaching the culmination of our high school days, we realized to a certain extent at least, the true significance of the word “co-operation.” Society at large has learned the importance of co-operative activity. History has proved that in all great undertakings, co-operation has been the fundamental, and the outstanding feature in success. There may’ have been a time in the development of civilization when the survival of the fittest was the law motiv- ating all society. Today the individual is subordinated to the group and “He sur- vives best who has best learned the lesson of co-operation.” School and colledges all over the country are training the young men and young women of today the strength that lies in united effort and so preparing them for their future, and the tasks that await them when they take their places in the keen struggle of life. Co-operation however, does not work single handed. As we learn to co-operate, so do those around us. Our parents and the community at large and the school have been the fundamental factors in making this night possible. It has been the willingness of parents and teachers to aid and advise; it has been the interest and energy of the school board; it has been the working together of all factions that has culminated in this occasion. Because this is true, to you, our teachers and school board, we wish to extend a most hearty welcome. We appreciate your ef- forts in making it possible for us, the class of nineteen twenty-five, to be the first ones to graduate from our new Algonac High School. We sincerely wish to show our gratitude to-night. And you, our parents and friends; I wonder if it really necessary to try to tell you in words how glad we are to have you with us? Our deepest feeling cannot be expressed. Our love is great for you who have put forth a shielding arm when we might have fallen. It is only through you, your efforts, your sacrifices and your belief in us, that we are able to be here. The sincerest sentiment in our hearts lies too deep for the trite words of appreciation to express; but to you all I can extend genuine welcome in behalf of the class of 1925. Oriel Endelman 18

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Class Prophecy Maybelle: Ah, it is lonely here tonight. If only someone would come. Hark! I hear someone on the stairs now. Oh, Theodore, I’m so glad you came; but why look so downcast? Theodore: Tomorrow I start upon a long journey with a party of friends. I am fearful of the future so I came to obtain information regarding our voyage. Maybelle: Do sit down and I will tell you what I can. Did you obtain the requirements necessary to such a proceeding? Theodore: Just a few, but I hope you can tell me about them all. Here is the first. (Holding up a key). Maybelle: A key, the symbol of affection. Yes, Anne is affectionate. And farsighted too. She can see ships away in the distance and hurries to the lighthouse, for she is chief assistant there and must light the tower, the sailor’s guide. Theodore: Anne assistant in a lighthouse. Well I’m not surprised for in school she was always Clifford’s beacon guide. No wonder he got a job as watchman on the “Cliff.” Maybelle: And what is this? A boat. How strange life weaves it’s web about us. ' Twill soon embark upon the stormy sea of Matrimony, carrying as it’s only passengers the fair Nellie and brave Walter. A plausible result of the J-Hop. Upon their return they will open a Beauty Parlor and Barber Shop where the Algonac Feed Store now stands. Theodore: Nellie and Walter. Well, they’re a good match. They never did agree and now they won’t need to. Maybelle: Now what? A tent, as I live. A peep on the inside shows Mae, Oriel and Virginia gazing at the large assembly of townspeople. Mae is to be the strong woman in the performance. Virginia will teach you how to grow thin in ten lessons. She says if you don’t believe it just send for her picture. Oriel isn’t the sedate maid she was in our High School days. She is now an ultra-modern flapper, rushing the seasons styles. Theodore :So they’re in a circus. I’ll bet they never dreamed of such a thing when in High School. Indeed life is strange. But I’m interested in this. What does it mean ? Maybelle: A button. That is symbolic of fame and it belongs to none other than Theodore Newkirk. He will some day be a great artist. Why even now he can draw a natural breath. Theodore: “Ted” an artist, and he began his career as a soda-fountain sheik. It’s hard to believe. I have here a miniature cow. Surely no one among us will move on a farm. Maybelle: Ah, you have guessed a farm. Yes, I see Ruth with a pail on her arm. She is going to milk the cows and pauses on her way to feed the chickens. She and “Bill” have moved on the old Thompson farm. Theodore: Ruth a farmer. What does life hold in store for Irma then? Maybelle: Irma and Grace are doing noble work, Theodore, for they are both established in a home for the blind. Irma makes an excellent elevator operator in shooting Grace from one floor to another where she scatters sunshine with her merry peals of laugnter and kindly administrations. Theodore: Here is a book I got from Doris. She was our librarian in school, you know and I suppose she’ll establish herself in one of Detroit’s largest libraries. Am I right? Maybelle: No, not this time. She may be literarily inclined but her inclinations have placed her in the world of Salesladies for I see her going about from house to house soliciting orders for Ivory soap. Her father has a grocery has he not? Is there anyone else you wish to know about? Theodore: Yes, several. There’s Iris, Lucille 20