Bucyrus High School - Bucyrian Yearbook (Bucyrus, OH)

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-QUCYRIAN Q Q 0 Q fd Q 194? SENIUIQ C LASS DIQUDHECY You will never believe it, but I'In here to say, Twenty-five years have past since that day That we were so scared to go out in the world, And face all the dangers with flags unfurled. But as I journey from city to city, I find that it really was such a pity To waste all that worrying, fretting and time, When everyone really is doing just fine. They all seem as young as they can be, But then Why not we're 'bout forty-three. Some, I haven't seen for ages past, So what they're doing will be found in these pages - - My plane needs gas. so l'll have to stop At Helen Stull's station for fuel and pop. Lunches are served there by Messcrschmidt, Who gives you sandwiches without or with. Gloria Swanson keeps the place clean, While Staiger does dishes all by machine. They seem to be such a happy four, That I hate to leave and go out the door. I wander around from place to place, And try to find a familiar face. Who is that looking right at me? Why it's Betty Boyer and Janet Heiby! The next thing I see is a skating rink, With Gingery and Holland inside there, QI thinkl The music I hear is by Evelyn Casey, Who's out of this world just like Count Basie. Marion Pettit owns a store of drugs, And sodas are sold in live gallon mugs. Aller stops there before he goes, Over to Galion in the winter snows. It seems to me I haven't mentioned, That all this traffic calls my attention To a car that seems to be taking its time, Cause Hamlin is sure it can stop on a dime. Maurice Pettit is the best dressed man Of the Kroger Store Co., I understand, Because he buys all of his clothes From Grose-'s shop for boys, I suppose. What's this I hear coming down the street!! Is that Drummer Hyder who's off the beat? And there comes Hines not far behind, The only bass player you're able to find. Anslow is marching in the parade, Her baritone solo has just been played, Shes flashing that smile to all the crowd, They're waving and shouting and whistling quite loud. Garvin of course, is leading the band, And all girls are swooning up in the stand. It ls the night of the important game, Wllcn Bucyrus will win her rightful fame. lt's about to begin ,the team's all ready, Ilolcy is waving to a guy named Eddie. IL inkman is leading now with a cheer. .lark liehm just sits there drinking hiskcoke. The game has started-up goes our score. Hubble was sent in to raise it some more. Howland, the coach, is doing his part To give these boys a professional start. -21-

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BUCYRIAN 0 O 0 0 O O 1946 SENIDIQ CLASS WILL Ol: l94I5 We the Seniors, fthat's what they call usb, leave to you, the Juniors, our rank, Seniors. Ah, yes, what a name! We also leave to you spaces on desks where you too can sign your name and be remembered throughout the years to come. We leave to you the smiling faces of the teachers who tried to teach us. They put up a good fight, too. The football and basketball teams are all yours. Do better than we did, please. And last, but not least, dear Juniors, we want to leave to you those three happy, hard-working janitors who made life pleasant for us as we wandered through the halls of B. H. S. To the Sophomores we leave the Juniors. They will be your new upper classmen. Treat them with kindness and maybe someday one of them will buy you a lollypop. We also leave to your the beautiful rhythmic sounds of the typewriters of 302. We leave to you a share of the responsibility that once was ours. Freshmen, you are growing up, so we leave you our Wolf-calls . . . male and female. Use them wisely. We also leave to you the cold, cold mornings and that one dreadful thought, getting up. Also to you, dear Freshmen, we leave those wonderful inventions, Exams We leave to you memories of us Seniors strutting around as if we owned the place. Seventh and Eighth graders, the upperclasses have just about hogged the spotlight, but to you we leave the downstairs seats in the auditorium. We leave to you this thought: Some day we too will be Seniors. We leave you in the care of a couple of good men, Supt. D. C. Baer and Principal Earle R. Seidner. Treat them with respect, they deserve it. Signed by the Senior Class of 1946. Notarized by The Nose In the presence of U. R. So Rite R. U. Nuts -29-

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BUCYRIAN QQQOQQ 1946 SENIOD C LASS DIQDDHECY Suddently I am bothered by A little man who is very shy. McDougle didn't even say That it had been a very nice day. At the half we are entertained By a horse with a flowing tail and mane. Evers is proud of her pet, they say, 'Caus it eats ice cream instead of hay. The game goes on to the second half, Kline, selling peanuts makes me laugh. Gabriel made another touchdown, A better man will never be found. Maybe you can't see how the get All that vitality, vigor and pep. But Albie, our Einstein man of wonder Invented a pill to make you younger. After the game, to school for the dance, And meet more friends if I have the chance. It's rumored around in a voice quite hearty We'll go to Bittikofer's for a big party. Campbell is there still five feet six, Borrowing money for a bottle of mix. With T1-avis's dollar off they go- Around the corner to the burlesque show. The orchestra starts with music that's sweet. It's Beaky Graham in the solo seat. Mead is the vocalist and she's 0. K. When she sings the blues we all swing and sway. This dance is in honor of us all, And of the memories we'll recall, Inscho is queen of the night, And with us she's still all right. v I'll walk around the halls and see All the teachers known to rne, There is a list of names of each, And of the subjects that they teach. The faculty of our school has changed. Bowers teaching English isn't so strange. Principal Yaussy's as stern as ever, She's afraid the kids are getting too clever. The Latin teacher is Margaret Moes, She keeps all Freshmen on their toes. Eickel is teacher of Spanish today, But all she knows is Como dice- The dance is over-that's all for now, To Kennedy's restaurant to get some chow. W-e especially like his long French fries. But Schnnbel goes there to eat the pies. The place is packed, we're all squeezed in. Chuck Ulmer the waiter just can't begin To take all the orders of the crowd, With the juke box playing songs so loud. Up from a booth comes gossip quite clear, I just can't help but to overhear How happy Young is on her grand new farm. The tractor purrs when she turns on her charm. Stetzews in Upper with good old Gus, At least it's the latest that she's told us. The Keplinger twins look alike more and more, But one spends her time around Sycamore. Who paved the road at old White Pines And put up all those parking signs? A fellow named Jim Huggins did 'Cause he is known as the revervoir kid. -22...