Atlanta High School - Atalanta Yearbook (Atlanta, IL)

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19 ATA L A N TA 28 JUNIOR CLASS Hack row—Parsons, Kurtz, Fulk, Watt, Houston, Church, Kurth, Applegate, Houghton. Middle row—Sullivan, Gresham, Gordon, Reinmiller, Luther, Rogers, Hoblit, Mason. Front row—Irish, Kindred, Shaw, House, Satterfield, Kurtz, Neel, Kaminsky. Time: Thursday, seventh period. Flare: A. C. H. S. Latin III. Editor-in-Chief of the Atalanta: “Say, you Junior, I have to have your class history by tomorrow evening”. Junior (overcome and in the deepest despair) : “Why didn’t you tell me sooner? How in the world do you expect me to write an epic over night ?” Senior: “I pass the buck. The printer has to have the copy.” Such are the motives and impulses which have produced the following: Once in the dear, dead days (almost) beyond recall, one of the most brilliant and intellectual classes that ever entered A. C. H. S. assembly presented themselves before the expectant Faculty. True they were what rnay l e described as diamonds in the rough but after only three years of polishing (the untiring efforts of our dear teachers) they have acquired almost as fine a finish as the Seniors. In fact, we have established an unequalled precedent. To be convinced of this, permit your attention to be turned to our basketball stars. You of the Alumni (and of A. C. H. S.) will have to admit that you owe us gratitude for doing our share toward keeping up the reputation of our dear alma mater. But is it any wonder that the boys excel when they have the Junior girls to look to for inspiration! And again—What other class could produce such an impressive Athletic Association president (now that Connie’s gone)? We inflicted Miss Houston with the honor of being our pilot through the Scylla and Charbdis of the Junior-Senior banquet. (Yes, some of us braved the waves with Aeneas and the Seniors and learned to make classical allusions.) Can you imagine “Windmills of Holland” without our three stars and the less brilliant satellites! I have only begun to tell you of this world-renowned Class of ’29 but, alas! Lack of space prevents me from recording our numerous other laurels won. Class colors: Orchid and Maize. S. A„ ’29. Page nineteen

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