Bay View High School - Oracle Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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tomie and Menominee Indians wandered aimlessly about and begged for food and money, the wellfbeaten paths of our parents led to Puddlers' Hall, to the little Birds' Nest Schoolhouse, to the Iron Mills, and to the shipyards of Jones Island where the brown fishing smacks nightly made their berths, fraf grantly enveloped by the alluring odors of Plambeck's fish dinners. There were also the leisureftime pathways that led the villagers to Union Park, to the bluffs and sandy beaches that border the deep foamfflecked bay, to Steve Eulls ninefpin alley, to the curious window of the only taxidermist, to the blacksmith's shop, along the woodland trails, and eventually to Deer Creek, where the youth of the village loitered to fish or to skate, and invariably to swim. Many a path led to the Wilcox favor' ite apple trees, wherefrom the sly path lost itself immediately. Varied, indeed, were the pathways, but incomplete, certainly, unless we mention the path to home-home which in 1879 was not infrequently a humble cabin. For fifty years these pathways have en' dured, and though now they lead from Indian Trail to Macadamized Highways, they will ever be paths of pioneers, leading straight to grateful Bay View hearts. N THE DAYS when Pottawat' LGI c THE TRAI L

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. ,EMORIES-what better theme , l 'could one find for our Annual of ' 5 IQ2 9, commemorating the fiftieth birthday of our community- i memories of fifty years ago, mem' ories of pioneers blazing a trail, building a village, establishing ideals, challenging modern youth. What simplicity, what courage, what high faith they do recall, what refreshing pic' tures become our heritage. Still sits the schoolhouse by the road recalls the Bi'rcl's Nest Sclioolliouse, to be sure, and again we may hear the drone of spellingfbees, the sharp rap of the master's rule. But as though allaying the sound of duty one hears the pleasure call of Bay VieW's gurgling stream, Deer Creek-a rendezvous for young and old, Where fish could allure, and icefskates glisten. Down Memory Lane comes the serious tread of the Village Board, and in glad echo to their step of law and progress, the incessant march of happy workers-on their way to the Rolling Mills. Then, of an evening, recall the indoor scene: the eager perusal of the Village Weekly, the good fellowship of Puddlers' Hall, and the glad reunion around the Family Album. Mem' ories, indeed! May the Annual of 1929 help you to cherish them. ' FCREWCRD

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