Avon High School - Boomerang Yearbook (Avon, IL)

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THE BOOMERANG JUNIORS Bottom Row Marjorie Asquith, Lyle Keller, Clair Kriedcr, Orville Wingate, Sumner Curtis, Helena Hatch. Second Row Ramona Leigh, Mary O'Donnell, Eula Duffield, Marv Morse, Grace Beers, Ethyl Baughman. Third Row Mabell Hornbaker, Helen Hatch, Louise Bliss, Ethelin Ray, lone Spurgeon, Alberta Sundberg. Top Row Bronald Spurgeon, Forrest Lincoln, Carter Powell, Gail Sticc, Verl Clayton, Vernon Hinman. Absent Ruth Speer, Irvin Wallis. CLASS OFFICERS President............................... Bronald Spurgeon Vice-President..........................Louise Bliss Secretary-Treasurer.....................Helen Hatch Faculty Adviser.........................Miss Fennessy Want of care does us more damage than want of knowledge.

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THE BOOMERANG I, Eula Buck, do will and bequeath my long and flowing locks to Bernice Woods. I, Bcrnadinc Spurgeon, do will and bequeath my temperamental disposition to Edward Carr, providing he refrain from any displays of temperament in school. I, Rea Walker, do will and bequeath my privilege of being in the spelling class four years to Winston Crissev. I, Lucy Shumaker, do will and bequeath my modesty to Marian Yeoman, pro- viding that she in turn pass it on to some needful person. I, Donald Hatch, do will and bequeath my studious habits to Alberta Sundbcrg, providing she find time for recreation I, Carvl Witter, do will and bequeath my acrobatic abilities with a stick of gum to Eula Duffield, providing she use a certain degree of restraint. REMEMBER Soon we leave your doors forever, Never to return again, Dear old High School, please remember, As we remember o'er life's trend. T'was within your walls, our dreaming Of the future bright and great. Never, ever, were we scheming 'Gainst the friends within vour gate. We have almost reached a mile-stone, But here is hoping on we go— Not around the world to roam, But to reap the Future which we sow. O! but always we'll remember, No matter whence our missions are, The happy days our life here rendered— Our thoughts return, if near or far. Caryl Witter Diligence ts the mother of $pod luck.

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THE BOOMERANG JUST JUNIORS Somehow, I am very glad That I’m a Junior now. When I look hack, On days gone by In High School here, I see That heretofore, our teachers kind Have ever treated us (a treatment just) As Freshmen. And later then W'e were hut Sophomores little better that! Sophs who thought they knew ’Most everything— For such arc just one step removed From Freshmen. We didn't know how sad a plight We were in until this year When we found that Juniors Are just one step removed from Sophomores But then, next year we all will be Seniors grave and wise, Tho if we re not, we ll play the part As if we were. So now’s our chance To be Just what we arc; For graduates are supposed to know All things learned before And when we have gained Our caps and gowns. We’ll remember way back when There wasn’t so much responsibility To be assumed; Back to this very year When we lived the life that none of us Can ever live again, and so That's why, this year, we all have been Just Juniors. Mabell Hornbaker A fat kitchen makes a lean will.