Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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3 utc;itonj THE STREETS OF LIFE The time has arrived today. We, the class of ' 41, are to step upon the streets of life. Our hfe has been sheltered, our decisions made for us. We have been told to take certain streets and to be careful of the crossings. Tomorrow we shall have thrown off the cloak of protection and with the knowledge we have gained these past twelve yea rs, we shall be expected to choose our own directions. We are not to be considered children any longer. We are young men and women! We ' ve always thought of earning our living as something far away, unreal. Now that it is upon us, we ' re not sure just what to think. But we do know one thing, a thing so big that little, everyday qualms and fears of life dissolve and leave us feeling strong and glad. We know that there are streets on which men live, men who hold out fine clean hands and say to us Welcome. Here is life. Share it with us. When we step through the doors of Angola High School for the last time, our journeys will probably take us first — down the street of temptation, for all men are tempted. I need not tell you how we shall be tempted for there are many ways. The street is filled with those who have fallen because they were not strong willed enough to keep away from the wiles of temptation. If we survive temptation we shall go on down the streets of life. If we do not, we shall go only to the next street, the street to which temptation leads. Failure. On this street live men who have tried but once and not being successful have settled back to mourn their loss and to dream of what might have been. As our reward for not yielding to temptation we shall be allowed to journey through the streets of success. Great men have built their homes here. There we shall live in contentment, happiness, and security. And so I say let us build our homes upon a street where love and brotherhood have hung their welcome signs for others to see, where we may live and in our living give to other lives the selfsame urge to live. — MARYANN HICKS. Page Twenty-five

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a edictor t( ' 4 HIGHWAY TO SUCCESS We, the class of ' 41, have just completed four years of high school work and are ready, we think, to meet the challenges of future success which we shall encounter on our highway of life. Now that our day of graduation has come, we look back upon our years of ele- mentary and high school training as being one of the happiest periods of our hves. Now from here we look forward with much eagerness and anticipation into the future. We see, at a glance, only the successful side of this highway and never think of the unsuccessful or dark side into which a few of the travelers will at some time or other, according to the rules of dest iny, undoubtedly fall. Through the past twelve years we have been guided by our parents, teachers, and friends along the more traveled and easier roads of life. It is our own responsibility from now on to choose our own way and try to the best of our ability to put into prac- tice the principles which they have so earnestly instilled within our minds. These stan- dards now are ours with which we alone can determine whether or not we shall travel the Highway of Success or the By-Road of Defeat. Some think that our schooling days have ended, that we have learned all there is to know, and now all we have to do is to put our knowledge into practice. They for- get that if success is to be ours, our learning has just begun. We have really just opened the book of life and our learning will continue until the last page has been reached. Most of us will gain further knowledge in some of the colleges and universities while others will learn through experience in the different fields of our work. But no matter which field we choose, the principles we have learned here in Angola High School will prove essential and necessary for each to attain his respective goal. And in hand with these principles we must have another trait and that is: Desire for success. As neces- sity is the mother of invention, strong desire is the mother of attainment. As we, the class of ' 41, depart from our sheltered way to meet Life alone, may we remember that we must give to it just as much as we take. We may as well aim high as low, ask much as little. The world will not miss what it gives us, and our reward will largely be governed by our demands. Jessie B. Rittenhouse has said: I bargained with Life for a penny And Life would pay no more However I begged at evening When I counted by scanty store; For Life is a just employer. He gives you what you ask. But once you have set the wages Why, you must bear the task. I worked for a menial ' s hire. Only to learn, dismayed. That any wage I had asked of Life Life would have paid. —HARRY MOTE. I ' agc Twenty-four

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t a I av a e t ment a A e, the Class of 1941 of Angola High School, do hereby will and bequeath to the underclassmen many of our outstanding abilities and some of the useful articles we had in our four years of high school. This of course revokes all former wills made by us and we hope that those who receive the following properties will appreciate them and use them to the best of their ability. I, Buzz Deller. do hereby will and bequeath my ability to wear loud clothes with- out feeling conspicuous to Floyd Smurr. I, Joe Holderness, do hereby will and bi ' queath my basketball technique to Jim Keckler. I, Margaret Munn, do hereby will and bequeath my desire to whisper in the library to Phyllis Creel. I. Raymond Thompson, do hereb: ' ' ]11 and bequeath m) ' notebook of de-icers to Ronald Rose. I, Willa dene Slick, do hereby will and bequeath my short stature to June Quas. I, W ' illa Beard, do hereby will and bequeath my mathematical skill to Louise Cook. I, Roberta Hanna, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to step out with boys that are kind of Rusty to Evelyn Tully. I, Marian Champion, do hereby will and bequeath my grades in home ec. to Lila Lee Erwin. L Dale Ireland, do hereby will and bequeath my school skipping ability to Charles Coleman. L Baxter Oberlin, do hereby will and bequeath my cornet tooting ability to Lynn Garn. I, June Fanning, do hereby will and bequeath my hair curlers to Phyllis Care. I, Jack Green, do hereby will and bequeath one foot in height to Ernie Boulware. L Constance Brane, do hereby will and bequeath my position as legal adviser in affairs of the heart to Corky Saul. I, Betty Nisonger, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to be quiet in the library to Arnola Bell. I, James Rowe, do hereby will and bequeath my Beau Brunimel appearance to John McBride. I, Ruby Bolinger, do hereby will and bequeath a wad of overworked chewing gum to Violet Wells. I, Harold Nelson, do hereby will and bequeath my liking for butch haircuts to David Emerson. L Johne Erwin, do hereby will and bequeath my dime store working technique to John Strait. L June White, do hereby will and bequeath my job as band librarian to Patricia Baker. I, Robert Hanselman, do hereby will and bequeath my aspirations to become a golf pro to Frank Wiese. I, Ma.xine Dunham, do hereby will and bequeath my worn out lipstick to Betty Jane Eisenhour. I, Evelyn Walter, do hereby will and bequeath my Italian accent in the senior class pageant to Mary Jane Summers. I, Dorothy Mieike, do hereby will and bequeath my auburn tresses to Gloria Aldrich. I, Robert Fisher, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to catch on when a joke is told to Billy Benson. Page Twenty-six