Atlanta High School - Atalanta Yearbook (Atlanta, IL)

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THE CHARGE Please do not confuse this with Jim Tuttle’s Charge. If this resembles in anyway anything written in the past it Is purely coincidental. Gretchen Hieronymus your class president shouldn't worry so much about other's defeats. Bruce Young you should discard your quiet ways, as in bookkeeping, before you become a Senior, Jean don't let it get you down because your classmates call you Mousey. Bob Mayberry don't you know that Seniors are supposed to be dignified? Looks liko your going to be busy this summer practicing what Emily Post preaches. Do you know a tall, dark, handsome follow in your class whose theme song is, Lady if I Seem Over Amorous? Dick Gilbert have you finally gotten that heater fixed? With or without Aileen's help? Betty Karrick, say, have you decided between B. D. and R. A? Dick Schmidt do you always jump up on desk's and cheer your teachers when you come in class? Frank Lauor some of your classmates might do well to follow your example, and stay in class a little more. Matilda Bishop by the way what is in Decatur that is so attractive? Wayne Policy or should wo say Stooge, who are you going to transfer your affections to next year? Did you ringa da bell Helen, or was it someone else? Bill Purcoll do flea sandwiches always make you sick? We're curious, Jean Hout, just how things are between you and Dick, or are they? Ailoen where did you get that cute little giggle? Don't you think you better discard it for a laugh of a sophisticated Senior? Wilma I don't blame you for taking Home Ec, P. E. is too boring or something. Well, have you found out who the Second Swoon King is? YesJ you guessed it Corky. We leave with you this advice, and lots of Good Luck for next year.

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Norma Turner's ability to handle ration ooints and her nnck for pleasing customers to Jean Harmon. Pat Brandt' s interest and high marks in Chemistry to Sick Schmidt, Ruth Pruitt's and Vivian Mitchell's brilliant remarks in Home Ec. Class a e to be distributed to Betty Karrick, Jean Harmon, and Matilda Eishoo. And now last but surely not least, we'll take the Purcell Brothers in mind. Kenny wishes to leave to Bill, some keys. One to the Illico oil Station, and the other one to Doni'le £: Webber' s truck. And now dear friends of the Junior class, as we leave you to take over next ve-r, wo hone we have not offended, you in any way, but hope you will take this bit of advice and use to brtter prepare yourself to faithfully fulfill our duties next year. Peeling we have done our very best wo do hereby call this witnessed, signed, and sealed by this inspiring class of '45, on this 5tn day of Y.fay in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred, and forty five.

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1945 CLAc poem By 3111 Martinie amd Donnie Taylor We the Class of ’45, Have a tale to relate Its kept our tanchors always. In constant and deep debate. The subject of this debate, Of course couldn’t start with Tom. Yflao through all his school ye ;ra, Never did one teacher any harm. Next in line, two maidens, And they could never be moan. Now who else could this be, But Darling Marie and Little Arlene. Carl is of tho quite sort And for years has cone to school. To gather a lot of knowledge, And to learn the Golden Rule, Now we have a couple, Who in ye'rs will be tho same, Y.o call then now La Verne and Jim, But Tuttles destend to oc their nano. Louise is another of our students, And is destend to great f'.no. And In ye rs to co.io will be a nurse, If someone doesn’t change her name. Phyllis is our famous typist. And honors di o did take. Won’t you show us how you did it, And give us til a break, Norma is the musician in cur class, And she can hardly be surpassed. Ruth isour pretty little miss, Who entertains uswith all her bli3s. Ken is a boy who is very bold. To assert his rights when he is told That the regulations of Atlanta High School Arc made only to be onforccd by a rule Marilynn is a blond haired lass, Yfno has interest in a ob. Aho sits and dreams of him, Nay out there doing his job.