Bethel High School - Beacon Yearbook (Bethel, MO)

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80 6 04 o C1 You will all have the opportunity to hear her display her talent when she accompanies Horace Heidt to this city, July L, for an all American Day celebration. Mrs. Smoot, the former Marilyn Watkins, and her husband, Kenneth, are living northeast of Chicago on the Smoot ancestral estate. As I turn to the last page of the Community Calendar,I find that the 1950 Senior Class has set May 12, as the date for a class reun- ion to be held at Forester's Park here in Bethel. This last date brings the Community Calendar to a close. CLASS POEM We now tell you about our class, We're proud of each fine lad and lass. Four years of life we've molded here, In Bethel School we hold so dear. A class of twelve did make the start, Since four were lost, as eight we'll part. We've found that school work was much fun, But none are sorry that it's done. A good foundation we have laid, And many a future plan have made. Good sportsmanship we did portray, For B.H.S. along the way. The motto of our high school life Is nReach the limit of power through We'll also keep this in our mind-- Il Not failure, but low aim is crime.n Our teachers and each student chum, We'll hold in memory everyone. The efforts of our parents dear We appreciate most sincere. Our lessons now we leave With hopes of futures Do dreams come true? No To all that's past we behind, bright to find one can tell, bid farewell. strife

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680 104 CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of 1950, being of a sound and disposing mind, do hereby draw up this document, containing our last bits of advice to our dear friends and schoolmates, and disposing of our personal qualities and property. We wish to congratulate our teachers for having put up with us these past four short years. To the Freshman Class, we bequeath our ability to get things done where the preceding classes have failed. To them, we also leave the ability to engage in gay flirtations without getting hurt. We wish to congratulate the Sophomore Class for being half way through the happiest four years of their lives. We hope they con- tinue to survive the taunts of the upper classmen who say, How Young! How Foolish! To the Junior Class, we leave the traditional dignity and wisdom which all Seniors must possess, also the privilege of sticking their fingers in the pies of the other classes. To our Superintendent, Mr. Bauerrichter, we leave Catherine White, an efficient secretary to keep his office neat, and all his book work done. To Miss McDaniel, we leave a supply of patience, for we know it irritates her greatly when she finds idle ones in the study hall. We wish to leave her good little helpers to see that things arere- turned when borrowed and that her desk is kept in good order. To Mr. Frost, we leave earmuffs, to keep him from hearing the typers complain, to say nothing of the bookkeepers. To Mrs. Erdman, we leave some sheets of new music, as the