Berrien Springs High School - Canoe Yearbook (Berrien Springs, MI)

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Class Poem The spring is here, the time of good cheer. And all the trees are green. Across the marshy meadow we hear the robin's call. And the blended notes from a thousand throats of happy birds unseen But in spite of this gladness there's a sadness somehow. For our High School days are o’er. The ringing hells no more call hack Our feet to the old school door. But have we come to the end. we ask? Ah no. we have still far to go. We have only climtied the foothills Which are still far below The mountains; and our road Leads straight that way. “Is it rough? You ask. Oh. yes. sometimes. But it’s rougher if you stray. So keep your eyes on the heights alxive. Look not longing behind. There is plenty of room at the top. classmates. For those who are willing to climb. The way may he hard, the path may l e steep. But never give up in despair. As you journey along your heart will grow strong. Far below you will leave life's care. There are those who are willing to help you. There are those who have hel| ed you before. Let us not forget these happy days. But keep them in memory's store. —Wilured Pai.mer ’2

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Table of Contents Dedication 2 Foreward 3 Class Poem 5 Class Song 6 Faculty 10 Classes 13 Activities 31 Athletics 39 Departments 49

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• THE CANOE' Class Song (Tunc of Memory Lone) VERSE: School is going. Skies are gray; Happy Futures, Are on the way. Still we’re lonely, Thinking only Of our golden high school days. chorus : We are together, School days forever. In dear old Berrien High. Living the years. Laughter and tears, O’er with a sigh, We are dreaming yet, Of the day we met. When we were freshmen so green. Now we are Seniors. Saying “good-bye,” To our High School days, Onlv a glance. To B. H. S. Then we'll lie gone. Though our dreams aren't in vain Our thoughts will remain. Roaming again thru' Old Berrien High. Dorothy Manes and Bkrnaiune Brown Page six