Amador County High School - Skip Yearbook (Sutter Creek, CA)

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PRINCIPALHS' MESSAGE As each year closes and the time for graduation is drawing near We pause to look back over the results that have been accomplished, to gauge the measure of our successes with the ideal we have held before us. We recall good times, our social affairs, our athletic victories, in Which we took so much pride, and our successes or failures in the subjects we have taken, and then We should attempt to discover what it all means to each of us as individuals. Each of the groups mentioned has contributed something, each has been important in its way, each has its purpose. Our good times and social affairs will soon be but pleasant memories and the actual events will eventually be forgotten, but they have a moulding effect on our characters, teaching us the social duties. as well as promoting our friendships. Our athletics have promoted clean living, clean sportsmanship and team work. Our studies have opened vast fields of possibili- ties, stirred our interest and increased our ambitions. ln all of these we are laying the foundations of our characters. Good citizenship, honesty, loyalty, dependability, sincerity and service to others are the mileposts along the way. If our years in high school have promoted and the future will unfold beautifully and successfully. -J. A. Bryson. l'I'en1

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Raiahea oseo a e Well, I guess I'll have to begin dressing. Jack said he would be here in the airplane at seven o'clock. He wants me to try it out after he has put prismatic lights on it. He is always tinkering with it. Now he is thinking of putting some radio connections on it. Goodness, when I stop to think, it hardly seems possible that this is the year 1950. These face treatments I am taking make me look as though I am just about twenty. Marion, stop that noise. What is the matter? Can't you be good until I finish getting dressed? Well, wait just one more minute and we'll go down- stairs and see the radio movie while waiting for daddy. There now, come on. Dear me, I nearly forgot to engage someone for the ball tomorrow night. I.et's see, who will I have? Oh, the show is starting off again with the news reel. My! That is quite an elaborate funeral. That person standing to the right of the casket looks familiar. Oh! Of course, it is Franklin Daneri. Well, he always said that he would carry on his father's noble work. . That just reminds me, I'll get Charles Kammerer for tomorrow night. I heard that he has a very nice voice. Can you beat that? There is Ruth Thompson, and to think that she is the world's champion typist. At school we used to love to see her lingers fly over the keyboard. My, she hasn't changed a bit. I-Ier hair is still that beautiful blonde. Same shrug of shoulders, same happy smile. Well, well. Dear! I must not forget those chocolate eclairs. I guess I'll get them at Bennetts'. He always carries a good line of pastry. It's so funny, we always thought of Arthur Bennetts as a farmer, or something like that. Who would ever think that he could concoct such wonderful lady iingers and chocolate eclairs. They say he makes lots of dough. Let's see, what does this say? World's Electrical Genius! Latest invention is a device that measures the density of a mouse's thought. Can it be possible that the inventor is Waldo Barney? It doesn't surprise me much though, as he was always trying something new or fixing over old things. Well, I coni gratulate him for his success. Oh look! The most fearless and daring woman aviator. Just look at her way up there in the air doing all those stunts. Dear me, doesn't it make you dizzy? Nellie Accampol For heaven's sake! what do you think about that? Well, she always did have a lot of nerve. Ever since her husband died she is just a bundle of nerves and not afraid of anything, not even of life, let alone death. f'I'welvc-I