Central High School - Prospectus Yearbook (Flint, MI)

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Central High School, Class of Nineteen— ‘1 h rtcen Leo Finch Well, yes on a pinch. There may he worse than Leo Finch, Though his program, we say. is a regular cinch. Gladys Leonard Do you know about Leon- ard. Gladys? What they say her latest fad is? She’s plucking fur from Persian cats. It’s nice, she says, for making mats. Janies 1 ay field Ha! Who’s this that’s pic- tured here. So buxom, blithe and full of cheer? James Mayfield— well 1 never. His own sweet self, now did you ever! Edna (aiven Well, here is Edna, Now what’ll we say? She’s clever in classes.— That’ll do for today. Harry Kaiser This young man is Harry Kaiser, Now we’ve told you. you are wiser. He’s been with us just a year. But we’re glad to have him here. Margaret Pierson Please don’t think that Margaret Pierson. Could e’er be classed as— well, a fierce ’un. For she’s mild while never meek. A calmer maid is far to seek. TWENTY-ONE

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o t 'fini Central High School, ® !□ — Class of N neteen- 7 Q Ruth Cronin, who’s always bonin’, Says. “What’s the use of ever groanin'? If I’m always bright and gay, I usually manage to have my way. A certain young man named Me Lay. Is the hero of this little lay. Ry the looks of his card. He works pretty hard, And that’s all that we have to say. Now H. K. Gillespie, Har- riet she. Likes not her name that begins with “K”. But we like Harriet what- e’er her name. And will swear that others feel the same. □ George Everhart Florence I ptegraf Willis Ivools He runs, and leaps and vaults. And heaves the shot about. But all the boys look up to George, And admit he’s a good, old scout. Whenever you look at-this photograph. You’ll say. “why. there's Florence Uptegraf!” What a splendid picture she has took. Glad to see she’s In this book. We all look up to Willis K. On paper this sounds pretty fine. But listen, oh, reader, un- til we say. That this lad peers down from the 6-foot line. □ A Is ■a- TW ENTY

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Vhni Central H qh School. CL ass or lameri □ 11 « ]i i «I • 'mm li na Nat alio KiInoii It ii 11»li (•mill And this is Howard, Presented to view. We know he’s no coward, Hut extra true-blue. Natalie's portrait here we see. Just as natural as can be. Wonder the camera didn’t crack. Some machine, that old kodak. With Ralph E. Gault, We’ll find no fault. To business tendeth he. What e’er he imagined that to be. Ilazel Proctor Piiiiikliii Pierce llazel 1 liter Hazel Proctor from Grand Blanc hies. We believe she’ll g:ain a prize. In spite of the conflicts, she is taking:. Everything: from Greek to baking:. Here’s a man so big: and fierce. He’s our classmate, Frank- ie Pierce. He’s not as fierce as he may appear. In fact big Frank is a lit- tle dear. Hazel is her name, Hazel is her eye. Hazel Miller first and last. We’ll never pass her by. TWENTY-TWO