Clymer High School - Clymax Yearbook (Clymer, PA)

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QATTTT-i?idiClyMAX-1----ip Unshadowed Yesterday-Unclouded Tomorrow The light of early morning breaks through September mists, sparkles over the clear stream and shines brightest of all in the mischievous eyes of a gay troupe of youngsters, thrilled with mingled apprehension and delight as they board the sturdy ship chartered Freshmen, and enter a sea quite unknown to them. In those merry eyes is a bright hope, unshadowed by yesterday, un- clouded by tomorrow. It ushers in, with eager anticipation, the dawn of a new era. Nay, we would not beckon back regrets of yesterday, nor seek to lift the curtains of tomorrow. In order that our vessel might be distinguished from all others, we chose a crimson and silver-grey mast with the insignia of Captain Kidd blazoned upon it. These youthful sailors soon learned the various in-lets and out-lets of Eng- lish, Algebra and Latin. 'Twas found to be smooth sailing for sometime, but little did we know of the insidious perils that lay before us and the lurking dangers which threatened disaster. On a most exciting day, we heard from afar off the rumble of rapids and shoals, newly termed by Mr. Davis, Examinations After three months of rest, the ship was re-chartered Sophomore Many misfortunes, failures, and disappointments confronted our dauntless little band. Manfully did we beat our way through the rough and tumultous waters of His- tory. There were undertows of which we had never dreamed, and hidden currents which rose high and tried to overthrow us. Sea pirates waited to wreck our hopes and rob us of our ambitions, but these only served to make us stronger. Another hazardous danger lay before us-a whirlpool of Finals. Triumphant, our spirits soared away into the blue-gay, carefree, absurdly happy. With Mildred St. Clair directing our destiny, we again launched forth, sailing through shallow waters and striking many rocky shoals. The Zephyrs tossed us to and fro and almost capsized our craft, but, guided by the Spirit of joy, we kept merrily to our course. During this respite the customary banquet was consentaneously proclaimed a success. While the future beckons, hesitancy is brought to our footsteps with the realization that each of us must soon go a different way, that our intimate friendships must be severed, that this old class must disentegrate,-and all must soon exist but in spirit. With a feeling of joy and exaltation, as we disappear beyond the glowing horizon of the future to breast the Sea of Life, we dedi- cate ourselves to the great task remaining before us. For though from out our bourne of Time and Place The Hood may bear us far, NVe hope to see our Pilot face to face VVhen we have crossed the bar. JUNE WIDDOWSON, '32. 20 i

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Q -s+ sZsssc LYMAXm N fb lilee Club I, 2, 3, 45 beience Club IQ Drzunutie Club I. 'his little maid with h .-Xml manner so clem s at frientl sincere to She's allways helping EMABEL SMITH iilee Club I, 2, 3, 4g Science Club Ig Drzunzttie Club 4. ler smile is ever frien ller mzulners :ire modest :mal shy, XXX- ezm surely alepencl upon limmzi, lioofl luck won't pass her by. CTLXDYS SHORT air of brown ure yet guyi every one. along life's way. ally, JUNE NVIDDOXVSON Drzmizttic Club 4g Englislt Club IQ Basketball I, 2, 31 Play Day 3, 41 Clymztx btzztf 41 ble-Q Club I, 2, 3, 4, Klnsie Club I Student Council 2. Oh, :lean-est maid with eyes so blue, Icleuls so pure, and heart so true, Lover of nature, :mtl lover of sport, To you in trials we all resort. ELXVOOD VANDIVER Glee Club 3, 41 Science Club Ij Bztsketlmztll, Mzumger 41 County Chorus 3, 43 Clymnx Stull 43 Step On It, Stun 4. lt seems as though his time is filled From tlzuvn to tlnsk with work to tlo, lint he can always lincl some time To laugh :mtl joke with you, 19 r

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4 ClYMAX+T P Farewell ! 'Tis our school chums' solemn hour-and silence now Is brooding like a gentle spirit o'er A still and pulseless world. Hark! on the winds The bell's deep tones are swelling, 'tis the knell of our depart With a melancholy light, the moonbeams rest-Q Like a pale and spotless shroud. The spirit of our ehums seems to stand- The Freshmen, Sophomores, and Juniors pass in silent array All joyous memories of the past. 'Tis a time for memory and for tears-the years have gone And with them many a glorious throng of happy dreams, Their marks are on each browg their shadow in each heart. Our parting time has come-we must leave all loving friend Time bids us come and join the caravan that moves VVith measured tread and slow Into that dim unknown-the future. E1.wooD VANDIV F ed years s behind ER, '32,