Casey High School - Flame Yearbook (Casey, IL)

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■ Carl Littlejohn Studious, pleasant Init ull to himself; You never hear him acting an elf: But when you know him you will see A better friend could never he. ■ Geneva Funk To he hashful is rather old-fashioned. To he shy is being tongue tied; So even though I'm neither one I’m really not dignified. ■ Maxine Pearce Such a modest little maid. Her friends are many score; She never loses friendship But keeps on making more. ■ Clarence Sidwell Industrious, studious and clever; In his hat he should have a feature B; But if he doesn't lie'll still remain A hoy with a great hig brain. ■ Ralph Walters They call him “Red,” Tin reason is plain; It's because of the locks That cover his brain. ■ Margaret Fox For quite a while I've tried and tried But I just can't appear dignified; It's such a preposterous situation To find one's self at graduation. ■ Algene Foster If she will, she will And you may depend on t; And if she won't, she won't And there's the end on’t. ■ Medford Stewart A pleasant disposition. Polite ami manly, too; If someone wants a real good sport We're recommending you. ■ John Jenuine Though his hair is ruff And lie really is tuff. His heart will not sway When a girl is in his way. Mary Funk I love the cows and chickens. But people are such a pest; Of all my living relatives I love myself the best. 16

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■ Leah Deverick Friendly and jolly. Full of fun; She’ll hold her own With anyone. ■ Ralph Wright I've heard that all the guys That are railed wine Are big and tall Well, that' not Wright at all. ■ Johnie Hires I sit on the top Of a radio tower; I laugh and quaff The joy of an hour. ■ Mary Alice Poffinbarger Mary had a tennis rurket. It handle straight and strong. And everywhere that Mary went. The racket came along. ■ Marjorie Weaver Willing and pleasant. Everyone’s friend; Quiet and studious Right to the end. ■ Dale Whitney Though goats prefer the hillsides. The ducks prefer the pond; Though parrots prefer the crackers, I still prefer my hlonde. ■ Browne Forrester I am a public speaker. I speak loud not weaker. Debating is my occupation, I have worked hard since vacation. ■ Blanche Matheny Although they call me Sadie, I'm not so very small; If it wasn't for Casey High School I wouldn't be here at all. ■ Ruth Perisho Straw colored hair. Blue colored eyes; My teachers I love. My books I despise. ■ Cyril Emrich Cyril is a splendid fellow. Unspoiled by praise and much admired; On the football field we'll always remember The loyalty that he inspired. 15

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■ Hazel Shrider With eyes of blue Ami golden hair. She fares life Without a rare. ■ Elwood Davis I slept and dreamed That life was beauty, I awoke and found That life was duty. ■ Lillian Squires She has wit And she has will. And her tongue Is never still. ■ Glen Funk Happy am I, From rare I am free; Why ran't they all Sleep as easy as me. ■ Franklin Townsend Of all the terrible noises There's nothing could he worse Than the awful chug and grinding Of Franklin's ear when in reverse. ■ Doris Shigks Her good points there are many. Her faults are very few. To write enough about her Is impossible to do. ■ Opal Reisner Big and stout, an' round about. An jolly as ran be; Why ran't all you hoys and girls Be contented just like me. ■ Loren Gardner The courage of a Caul, A “wow in football, A fast man in truck; Too bud he ran't come buck. ■ Gerald Todd He plays in the Orchestra. He plays in the Band. He ran pluy a cornet Bight out of your bund. ■ Anna Seewer I'm just a high school girl. In a world so hig and large; I quietly try to break the swirl Down the current of life, in my barge. 17