Codorus High School - Glen Echo Yearbook (Glenville, PA)

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Class Poems Not the Sunset The time is coming very soon When we shall graduate in June, And go into the world to do Our duty which to us is due. In all our hearts there is a song As we learn to do right from wrong. The future we are sure is bright If we will just keep up the fight. We soon shall bid our friends adieu Our schoolmates and the teachers true, Who helped to keep our spirits high When we were on the verge to cry. Whether we go with horse or auto We hope to follow our motto, Be it to work with brain or brawn- Not the sunset but the dawn. L. H.-M. M., '42 The Beginning-Not the Ending We are the class of '42, Who wishes to express its thanks to you. Now we are all started in different directions, But do not hope to lose your affections. To us, each day of school grew dearer, As we realized the end drew nearer. And to you, underclassmen, our places we're handing, For to us it's the beginning, not the ending . Ahead of us, each sees a brilliant light, Which we'll struggle to grasp with all our might. And in whatever field our goal may lie, We'l1 reach it, we'll earn it, by and by. Our jolly class has come a long way, And each member will remember the day, When we were rewarded for our difhcult tasks- For long in our memories our school days will last. Four happy years have swiftly glided by, And now a tear of happiness drops from each eye. One last mile, and we bid you Adieu- We are the class of '42, i211 H., '42

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Ehrhart were selected as the three best and were entered in the county contest. Lizzie Caslow gained further distinction by winning third place in that contest. The Glen Echo was among seventeen Pennsylvania school publications to receive certificates of commendation from the National Tuberculosis Association for editorials on phases of tuberculosis and the Christmas Seal Sale. Congratulations go to Frances Hoover, writer of the article. Nine members of the senior class were chosen to represent Codorus Township High School at the annual District Music Festival held in April, at Wrightsville, Pennsylvania. Our class received more recognition in May when the Glee Club presented Jeanie, The operetta was a great success with a senior in the title role and other seniors playing important roles. Although we have lost quite a few of our members, at Commencement time thirty- seven still remain. We are about to begin to work alone. What we are we have grown to be through the sacrifice of others. To the faculty, whose knowledge and experience have been laid before us, we are grateful. To our parents, whose patience and kindness we have stretched to the limit, we would express our appreciation. We look to the future with hope and confidence, knowing that this is Not the Sunset, but the Dawnf' A. M. B., '42 Class Song Tune- There's a Long, Long Trail Now as we leave Codorus To sail a ship of our own, We will show our skill and courage As we travel on. We will do our celebrating With our colors white and blue, And we hope that you'll remember This our class of '42, We have spent four happy years here, At our dear Codorus High, But our goal is to go forward, As we say Good-bye. Yet our memories will linger, Here with our teachers and you. But the time has come for us to bid you, One and all adieu. H. R. R., '42 i203

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Prophecy TIME! 1960 The year of 1960 to you, we shall preview, And all your chums and classmates together in review. Upon the road of life, each set to find his goal- Do not look upon them closely for the years will take their toll First of all we'll visit Glenville, And the school upon the hill. Our school days are gone forever, For the halls are very still. Let us peep into the classrooms To find the reason for this lull. Is everybody busy studying- Or are the pupils simply dull? Why, thereis Louise in the Library, Teaching Macbeth,' to her class. Shakespeare, Whitman, English Grammar, All come flashing from the past. What! was that the sound of laughter From the Ag room creeping out, Breaking this complete silence With such a loud and hearty shout? Sounds as if the roof has fallen Or another chair is broken. Well, no wonder, Fern's the teacher, They,re all probably jokin'. Now we'll go into the French Class- There sits Miriam Myers at the desk. Everyone's attentive, as usual,- We'l1 visit the Laboratory next. Wait a minuteg hear that music Coming out into the hall? Let us creep upon it softly Or we're sure to miss it all. Here we areg the sound is closer, Just a minute and we'll see Who's keeping such rigid order While they're singing do, re, me. Now the class has stopped its singing, And to her pupils Frannie brings, The lives of those composers Whose songs today we sing. U23