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

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Alma Mater Tune- Sweet G enevievei' From hill and dale we daily come With merry voices blithe and gay, We sing at home and when at school Of things we learn to do each day, We'll boast our school in word and deed, Codorus High has scores of friends, For doctors, lawyers, pastors true Have started here their famed careers. We now can do more than of yore, Because our standards daily rise, We know the future has in SEOIC Some marvel and some grand surprise. We,re glad to live in this new day, When man and nation onward moveg The home and school, the church and state We know these all we may improve. CHORUS Codorus High, our Township High, The days may come, the days may go, But still to us fond memories cling Of busy days on Glenville hill fTo last stanza, Codorus High. E241

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Class Poem On a steep and stormy hill, In the small village of Glenville, Is our Alma Mater sweet and dear, A place which to us will be always here. In September of nineteen forty-five, As freshmen, we started our mighty drive. We feared not our books, we fifty-four, For we knew we were in for plenty more. With making friends and sports and stuff, Our freshman year was not too ruff. We studied harder as the days flew past, Hurrah!-We were sophomores at last. In September '46, we traced our tracks, With all our school supplies on our backs. We studied biology and all the rest, And tried hard to do our very best. We passed again, and juniors became, The beginning of the physics experiment game. History, Algebra, French and such For us juniors it was not too much. Our junior year came near to the close, And our desires of being seniors quickly arose. The final exams came and all who passed, Had become sophisticated seniors at last. We'll always remember our senior year, Especially our play that was so dear. Those parties, the operetta and our trip, But we kept on studying without a slip. The day of graduation came too soon, We handed in our books sobbing a sad tune, The leaving of the books was not so bad, But it was the loads of fun we always had. Some may go to college, others will not, But what we learned at Codorus won't be forgot, We,ll use our education so that we Can be of better use to our country. To us Codorus High will always live, To it our loyalty weill always give, To Codorus High we give many thanks, With complete satisfaction we close our ranks. GERALDINE BORTNER Class Flower The Red Carnation is a beautiful flower, With a sweet fragrance of perfume. It needs the sunshine, upon it to shower, To make its sweet petals open soon. These many petals must work very hard. There are many of them which resembled, The many new boys and girls who came up the hill, This was in 1945, to Codorus and they trembled. It was our first day and we were frightened But as the days went on, we soon knew everyone. We began to make friends and our future brightened. We tried to improve our work as days went on. We studied hard for tests and were glad when they were over, But to see if we passed, we were always anxious. Soon our happy days there will be over, But we shall always remember Codorus. ISABELLE KEENY i231

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