Brooklyn High School - Eaglet Yearbook (Brooklyn, OH)

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no fault of ours the underclassmen walked off with that plaque. We decided that one class couldn't have everything. Spring weather got under our skin and we traveled onward to our final destination. We stopped off long enough in the gym one night to change it into a spring garden with hundreds of crepe paper flowers and white picket fences to crown Miss Spring of 19b8. A huge success that everyone remembers. Pil- ing back on the wagon for the final month of our Junior year we headr ed for Fairview Cabin dressed in our best bibs and tuckers for the Junior-Senior Prom. The biggest event of the year, our farewell to the Seniors. Later in the month we had the honor of decorating their stage and ushering at their Baccalaureate and Commencement. September 19U8 and the right to be called Seniors. Hitting the dusty trail, we again chose Don Carle to hold the reins and Miss Scharkey and Mr. Znamenak to be our guides. Our first stop was the pavilion, where we held the annual Senior Starlight Dance, four decorations were white picket fences and Japanese lanternsl, actually under the stars. How far west havewe gone? Traveling along we again encountered the carnival and presented the Intelligent Auto as in the previous year. We collected more piggy banks and stuffed dolls to carry on with us. In December we opened up our wagons to present the three act comedy, 'Cuckoos On The Hearthn. Later that month, we put on our Sunday best and danced to the strains of The Royal Kings under a canopy of blue and white and silver stars. An affair that will stand out on topof our memories. In January we could see our goal in sight and hastily began production of our 'Eagletu. Setting u shop under the canvas of our wagons as we rolled along, we elected Keith Kiss as our Editor. Coming from the wagons rang such familiar phrases as 'Who's got the dummy ann- ua1T', WWhere's our editorfu, or Wls the typing finished?'. Rushing to meet our deadline, getting our pictures taken, ordering our caps and gowns and announcements and name cards, we suddently realized that our Journey for the search of knowledge was shortly coming to a close. In April, we produced nDark Windsu for the One Act Play Festival, our last bit of high school drama. In May we closed the last lap ofour'Journey and on May 29th we held Baccalaureate Services at which time we paused in our hurried lives to give thought to our future. June 2nd, the prom at Lakewood. The Juniors treated us royally and we-shall alwaysremember them as our wonderful high school companions. The final night-Comencenenf. We parked our old and well-worn wagons in the school yard for the last time. That evening, in our robes, we steadily marched down the aisle for our final moments as Seniors. Turning our tassels and receiving our diplomas was a solemn occasion and we suddenly realized we were no long- er Seniors, but Alumni. The end of our travels togetherg the parting of trou eg the close of one phase of life and the beginning of another. Our high school adventures in our search were filled with many happy and life long memories. We now would like to express our gratitude to our underclassmen, the faculty and the administration for their help, and support and cooperation in all our activities and we want to wish you the best of luck in everything you do. The covered wagon now empty of Seniors of 19b9, is tethered to await the b9er's of the future. 1 1

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Q As a group of young and unbearded prospectors and prospectorettes. in the fall of 19145, we started our search for knowledge as our predecessors over a hundred years ago started their search for gold, Setting our sites for good things in the future, we began our Freshman year in Brooklyn. On the opening day of school we found that Miss Jelinek and Mrs. Horning were to be guides for us on the first lap of our journey. Two very good ones they were too, we found, and so was the year, Starting on the long trip, we chose Rudy Bredenbeck to 'take the reins for 191-L5 and 'ls6. Our first activity for enjoyment was the Carnival in November. We presented the Spook House, a most novel and money-making scheme. Our skeletons, mad scientist, and obstacle course surely made a big hit with the little ones and the older folks, too. Next, all equipped witha good supply of pillows, we ventured to the Rollercade for an evening of fun. Came December and though the cold winds blew, the fun-loving Freshman held a party to cele- brate the holiday season. Leaving those draf ty covered wagons for an even- ing was certainly a treat in itself. In March we entered the One Act Play Festival and showed our dramatic ability in the very serious 'Jacob Comes Home . Before we knew it, June had come, and while climaxing the first year of our Journey at Snow Road Park with a picnic we took census of our troupe. To our sadness we found we had lost several members of our original 142, but to our delight several new ones had Joined us during the course of our first year travels. Summer passed and along came September, and we found ourselves set up in our Sophomore camp where we met and again elected Rudy Bredenbeck to lead us on the second lap of our Journey. The Spook House at the Carnival stirred our blood for more adventure and enlivened us with vim and vigor to cut the figure at the second annual Skating Party in December. Stop- ping off for the One Act Play Festival in March, we proved to Miss Jelinek and Mr. Znamenak Kour advisorsl that although we didn't get the plaque we proved to be strong contenders and satisfied the audience with the one act comedy A Night In The Country . We'll not forget bathing beauty Carle, in that divine swimming suit. Juniors-Our once far distant goal is being reached. Our guides for the third lap of our Journey were Miss Scharkey and Mr. Znamenak. Our leader was destined to be Don Carle. We pitched camp long enough in October to start off the year with a bang! The Homecoming Dance! Dressed in our old tattered clothes, we shared. dances with the beanbags and if there was no partner, we grabbed a broom then in style. Later in the year, in true western style we presented our wild west show in assembly, and told Brooklyn Just how our oldtimers acted in the gold rush days. Getting dramatic again, we showed that we could be serious, as well as comical, and in March presented the three-act drama, The Festered Lily . When the spring 'weather rolled around that year we took the tops down from our covered wagons and again took part in the One Act Play Festival. This year we offered competition with The Finger Of God . But still through , -l ,W ' u- n 1 I 3: R' 41 mul 7 l 1

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