Casey High School - Flame Yearbook (Casey, IL)

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■ Ileane Larkins He hails from Westfield. That hrown haired lad That cheers Ileane When she is sad. ■ Hershel Gardner My words fly up. My thoughts remain helow; Words without thoughts Never to heaven go. ■ Dean Trout Oh! Time Turn backward in thy flight And muke Dean study For just one night. ■ Ruth Miller She studies hard and makes the grades. She's our tennis star. She's an all-around good athlete And excels most all hy far. ■ Floretta La Rue Full of fun And laughter, too; Her laughter often Helps her through. ■ Forrest Mills I say little Hut think the more. But on the valley team I worked hard to help the score. ■ Harold Schawver Some prefer the Lilly But 1 prefer the Rose With her velvet hrown complexion And her tiny turned up nose. ■ Madelin Greever A Senior with lots of height. With hoys she’s been known to fight; In her looks she scratches Learning the Poem Patches. ■ Elbert a Brown A modest student Of sober “Phis. Who studies well And minds her biz. ■ Arthur Miller I'm just a wee hit hashful. I've always been that way; Now girls don't get excited I'll get over that some day. 18

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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

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■ Ted Groves Ted is a very stood mathematician. He'd rather work than go fishin . He smiles and nods every day As lie pursues his silent way. ■ Leona Lacey The cows are in the meadow. The sheep are in the grass: W hat would all the Seniors do Without Leona in their class. ■ Freda Howard I live in the country not far away. Hookkeeping is a favorite of mine; If I had my life to choose Right here in school would I slay. ■ Marion Partlow In dancing lie's a hitter-sweet. Always clean and always neat; A Romeo from o'er the mound, A heller pal there can't he found. ■ Ben Gossett One seldom eats crackers W ithoiit eating cheese. I seldom get a grade card Without getting a lot of E's. ■ Josephine Anderson She furnishes the fun along life's way To make your cares feel lighter: She makes a dull day seem more bright And a bright day seem still brighter. ■ Mattie Briggs Come, trip it as ye go On the light fantastic toe. And in thy right hand bring with thee The history hook, by sweet Muzzee. ■ Don Higgins Don has a “chevy He drives most every day; Hut if he cannot start it He goes some other way. ■ Dean Rogers Curly hair, hig and strong: It seem- he never does a wrong. In track he is an athlete. In football he just can't he heat. ■ Bernice Bell She always sees the funny side When every one else is Idue. Hut how you treat Bernice That's just how she'll treat you. 19