Banning High School - San Gorgonian Yearbook (Banning, CA)

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The time passed all too quickly, and after bidding farewell to our friends, we resumed our journey. We were familiar with the country through which we were passing, but great was ovr surprise when we came upon a flourishing town where the small town of Banning formerly was. The first thing tw attract our at- tention was a large grocery and dry goods store. By inquiry we learned that the owner of the store was Mr. Harry Hunt. He and his wife, “nee Marian Gilman,” were out of town on a busi- ness trip. Just as we were deciding what to do, a young man greeted us with a smile that could not be mistaken. He was none other than Leonard Backus. Accepting his cordial invita- tion we spent the day on his ranch, of which he was justly proua. From him we learned of the fates of the rest of the class. Marian Moojen had completed her course at Normal and was teaching ia a school in Los Angeles. She often came to visit in Banning and we were pleased to learn that she would be up on the following Sunday. The same evening was pleasantly spent at the neighboring farm of Harold Ellis and his wife as we talked over old times again. After this week I returned home again happy and contented and ready to resume my work. GLADYS TITCHENER, ’21 SUNSET It was on a January evening that I noticed in particular a sunset that seemed to me to fitly picture the beauty of the close of a winter’s day in Banning. The white peaks rose up framed by the blue sky whose coloring was made the more delicate by bits of fluffy clouds here and there. Over all, the’sun cast a filmy cloud, shading from red glowing tones to a soft pink. Below, the dark blue ‘shadows blended with the dusky green of the trees. The west was a mass of bright ragged clouds, touched with splashes of brilliant reds, yellows, and violets. Everywhere I looked I saw some little picture. The almond trees with their popcorn blossom's basked in the reflected glow; the pepper trees, sharply outlined against the sunset, waved gently in the soft breeze. When the sun had gone from the valley it still lingered on the peaks, until the gathering darkness obscured it entirely. PAGE NINE

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CLASS PROPHECY S I was lying in the hammock dreaming of my high schooi days a vision of the little mountain town of Banning in al- mond time passed across my vision and of a sudden a great desire to visit the dear old place possessed me. Try as I might, I could not banish the feeling. I hurriedly packed my suit-case, bade farewell to my friends and started eagerly on the journey. The miles flew swiftly hy and at last I reached the city of San Francisco where I intended to stay over night. It was Sunday evening, so I went to one of the largest churches where there was to be a special musical num- ber for the evening. Much to my surprise I found out that the much loved singer was Ethel White, and I watched eagerly for her appearance. When she finally made her appearance J n»v- ticed, with some surprise, that the tall young man by her ‘side was none other than Jay Hargrave. I later found out that Jay had become a very prosperous civil engineer of this city. It is needless to say that I enjoyed immensely the first evening of my journey, and I ‘started out next morning in high spirits. The first part of the journey I amused myself by studying the faces of my fellow-travelers, but soon I tired of this and turn- ed my attention to the country we were passing through. Ata small country station a gentleman boarded the train and instantly I recognized Jay Nichols. He was somewhat changed, but his dark mustache added a rather pleasing effect. We were soon talking over old times and he told me of himself. After he let High he went to college where he studied civil engineering and was now becoming very prosperous but he, like myself, missed his old friend's and desired to see them again. You can readily imag- ine that I was glad to have his company for the rest of the jour- ney. We were to change trains at Colton, but instead we de- cided to take the stage for the rest of the journey. It was noo, so we went into a large, up-to-date hotel to get some dinner. The proprietor of this hotel was our old friend and schoolmate, Marion Butler, and after greetings were over, he called his wife out to meet us. Five years had not caused much change in the handsome young wife, formerly Marian Urton, who came to meet us. Upon asking concerning Lucile, we learned that after two years’ teaching she had married and was now living happily on a large apple ranch near Banning, PAG De Dl Gree

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@ CLASS HISTORY N the year 1999 as I was looking through some of my old keep- I sakes I happened to pick up a little book entitled “La Re- vista” edited by the Banning Union High School in 1920. 1 was interested at once and looking through the Annual I soon found the history of the class of ’20 and this is what I read, ‘One morning in 1916 thirteen shy little boys thirsting for greater knowledge knocked at the gate of learning and were admitted. These little boys and girls were green as green could be and un- certain what to do but secretly a little proud that they were High school students. They were not left in doubt long for soon they were laboring under the directions of the faculty acquiring their long sought knowledge in leaps and bounds. As the year wore on the class was joined by a new student, but one of their own members, now tired of the search for knowledge, left them. This left the number still a baker’s dozen. With one new member, ’20 started on its Sophomore career with none of the greenness it so plainly showed the year before, This class was proud of being the largest in school and ‘showed its importance by ruling the Freshmen with a strong arm and participating in athletics and interscholastic events. leven jolly students began their Junior year, much interest- ed in athletics and a good time. As proof of this, four of our worthy members: Marian Urton, Marian Gilman, Leonard Backus and Harold Ellis, went to Beaumont and won the tennis pennant for the school. As Juniors this class gave some wonder- ful parties, ending their entertaining by giving a real banquet to the Senior class. So wonderful a time did the Juniors have that year that they were not overly glad when school wars out. Ten all important and dignified Seniors began their last year in High School, very glad that they would soon finish their course, The Senior year of these little Freshmen that entered High School in 1916 was sprinkled with gaiety. Somehow they had changed in the past four years. Their minds now turned to the more serious matters of getting their credits and writing orations for the Forensic contest. As the year advanced they were spurred on by thought of new worlds to conquer and yet thinking back PAGE TEN