Atlanta High School - Atalanta Yearbook (Atlanta, IL)

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OUR POME FOR '44 We’ll give you the class of '44 This is all there is, Thoro isn't more. Bus and Jim our sailors of the class, Will have in ovory port a lass. Now washing clothos I hear. Makes them shed many a tear. Mar'nell Mason our cheerleader small. Probably never will grow very tall. But at the games she really made noise. And helped to cheer our playing boys, Juanita Menzel is really a whiz, When it comes down to a typing quizi Her interests now are far over seas, And believe me it's not the Seaboes. Bob Deuterman our basketball star. May some day be hooked by a Spar. Although to school you may come late. That in the Navy will prove your fate. Sharon Cheek our History shark. Studies from daylight 'till dark. Now if a date you want to know. Direct to Sharon you must go. Merlin is our youngest lad. And in his work he isn't bad. Outside of school he isn't mean. For he's kept in line by a gal named Jean. Marvin Spaits is quiet that's sure. Another person could not be truer. To the books he studies ev'ry night. Marvin Spaits, you're really all right. If you see a whirlwind at a dance. It's sure to be Miss Ruth Frantz. She's blonde and pert, not very big. But when it's jive, can she dig! Our President and soldier to bo, Goos by the name of Bob you see. His bettor half who is tho Boss, Says that to be a Gob is a loss.

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proprietor. Phyllis and I had a long chat, and then she invited me to have lunch with her. After lunch we decided we would go to see a radio program. I never thought that I would see another classmate, but who should appear on the program but Betty Brandt who had a job singing on the radio. After the program Betty was talking to us and we found that Juanita Menzel and Mary Jackson were living very close J' , n our way home we stopped by to pay these two girls a visit We found that Juanita and Mary were secretaries in a large insurance bettpr h« As WaS Settins late phyllis and I thought that we had jift en l Ff h P y ®n®aiddthat Maranell Mason was tiling SHFJsKS wj - gya sag - XhSSdtSd1iiJ f0USU db the n°we wen t'on6 ou r ay I then told Maranell goodbye and proceeded on my way. 7 After this trip with me, imaginary though it be. vou’ll need to s op at the Frantz Beauty Salon at the corner of Fourth and Vine streets for a complete reconditioning from 1960 back to 1944. AUTOGRAPHS

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Her dimples ”dimp , and brown eyes dance. When you send her way a happy glance. She never has been known to fall,” But Marian Thompson is a friend to all. Mary Ellen with her ruffles crisp. Hides a spritely will-o-the-wisp. To the service men she is loyal, For on thoir letters she does toil. Tho school’s best known camera lad, Has started up quito a fad, Now Barrett, whom everyone knows. Always keeps us on our toes. On the third finger left hand does shino, A ring which has boon there quite-some time. The best of luck Phyllis, my dear. For wo hoar that wodding bolls are near. At the end of this pome, you're sure to find. Two little girls who are always behind; All of tho mischief and all of the fun. That keep the teachers on the ran. Cheorloador Jackson, and Brandt, D, A.R., Proclaim thoir namos both noar and far. AUTOGRAPHS