Athens Area High School - Athenian Yearbook (Athens, PA)

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PRESIDENT’S ADDRESS Fellow students and classmates of 1927, when you leave this school you are leaving the happy-go-lucky days and carefree moments of your high school life. In the last four years when you felt like lying down on the job, you had several teachers pushing from behind and helping you along. They wouldn’t let you fail. After this year, what then? Most of you little realize how much you have relied upon this help. Now that you are through, you are on your own; start paddling your own canoe and make your motto the same as it has been for the last four years, “M e lead, others follow.” The knowledge that you have gained in these four years is the momentum you have when you leave. Make the most of this momentum, and with your success you will have paid the debt you owe to your Alma Mater. As we leave this school we are treading the same path that other classes have trod. In our wake is the class of 1928. They have been very friendly and there has been none of the rivalry that other upper classes have experienced. Next year they will step up and take our place and to them we extend our best wishes for their success. Richard Johnston '27 STATISTICS The members of the Senior Class have held a prominent place during their four years in high school. The following table shows the per cent of their number engaged in various high school activities: 1924 1925 1926 1927 Football 20 20 20 20 Basketball 10 34 34 Baseball 7 32 21 Music 15 18 27 27 Dramatics SENIOR PICTURES 97 100 “Oh, look, girls! Isn’t he cute?” “Isn’t he tho?” “Ah, bless his heart.” “Isn’t that too cute for words?” “Here’s a cute one! I bet it’s Torpey, isn’t he cunning?” “I like that one best, it’s Dick Johnston.” “I think Herbert’s is awfully cute, here it is, isn’t it cute, tho?” “And I think Harvey’s is just darling, don’t you?” Don’t be alarmed, dear readers; it’s only the Senior girls rhapsodizing over the baby pictures. Hazel Roberts ’27

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CLASS SONG Tune: Meet Me Tonight in Dreamland. Our hearts are sore, School days are o’er; Out in the wide world we wander; We’ll be all alone, All on our own. There’ll be no teachers to guide us; But may we all stand life s hard test And meet again at A. H. S. CHORUS Meet me again in Athens, Down where the river flows, Teachers and pals of school days, Forgetting cares and woes. May fate be kind to each one With smiles and plenty in store; We’ll meet again at old Athens High School, Teachers and pals once more. Go east or west, Home is the best; Fond memories cling round the old ways; And through the years, Those we hold dear Will be the friends of our school days. May we each one have success, And meet again at A. H. S. Elizabeth Loveland ’27 Oh. what a joy to be One of the class of ’twenty-seven ! The only one in sixteen years To even rhyme with heaven. Elizabeth Loveland ’27