Crawford Community High School - Crawford Yearbook (Cherokee, KS)

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BOARD OF TRUSTEES MARY E. RAYMOND RS. M WV, MILE Y J. J. S. PYLE

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CRAWFORD'S ANNUAL. -T0 OUR FACULTY- V As it is with our nation so it is with our school. A nation with a head which we call government, a school with a head which we call our faculty. It seems presumptous and foolish to inquire what good our gov- ernment is and yet, as one speaker put it, who spoke at one of our chapel exercises, When I saw your faculty I was sorry for you, for you Crefer- ring to the student bodyl do not appreciate them. Since we first heard those words and have meditated over them we realize more fully that we do not appreciate them nor the learning which they are placing before us daily. Oh! yes they do at' times seem cruel and despondent, when it comes to 'quizzs , reports, note books, final examinations, etc. We all fgrowl and grumble butafter all, when we go out in the school of life as freshmen, we will say why didn'11 I absorb more and more for I find that it is needed every dayf' So we, the Seniors of 1920, to acknowledge the debt we owe to those who have striven for our interest and in our behalf, do most affectionately dedicate this volume to our benefactors.-The Faculty of Crawford County High School. '

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. THE CRAWFORD FOR 1920 -WHAT IT REALLY IS.- . We, the Senior Class of '20, in publishing the first annual of C. C. H. S. intend to right the wrong that has been done, by those who consider us the wisest and most inspired of mortal seniors, by showing how this wis- dom and inspiration originated. A We as Seniors, who have been through the mill, let our thoughts drift back to the time when we first entered Old Crawford's door as fresh- men. How we worked and struggled through the long three years to reach the zenith of glory or what we thought the highest place under the sun, a senior in high school. How we used to say to each other as we gradually climbed the ladder, step by step, Oh! how glorious it will be, when that long looked for commencement day arrives. Now that our place as seniors is reached and for the first time we can look around and note that the senior is not so far removed from his fellow classmen as we had felt he would be, so as all the classes will work and are working for their grand new home, they will realize then that the struggle for that goal had united and made the parting more difficult, than it would have been had not the necessity for this new home been made.. But it is with a proud feeling and an understanding spirit we know that our class is the first who has given to our fellow classmates and to our community a record of our work, the work of our faculty and of our entire student body as is represented in the following pages of The Crawford. Now the realities of the present, mingling with thereflections of the past, have become moulded into contentment and harmony, just as the waves of the ocean roll and toss in one great mass until even the mighti- est of walls is at last crumbled, so we the class of 1920 have the privilege to pen the opening chapters of what we hope will be a lasting and pur- poseful record of the already and the coming Crawford County High School. Believing in that old proverb, What we sow today, we shall reap tomorrow, we labor to bind the choicest things into bundles, one for each and all. That when we go on through life drifting farther and farther apart, each may steal a moment from toil and by means of words, thoughts and pictures recall the old days we spent within the walls of Dear Old Crawford. And when the snows of many winters shall have passed over our heads and we are seniors in the school of life, gradually nearing the final commencement day, then by unfolding the wrappers of the Crawford we can recall the time when we were seniors in C. C. H. S. and the class of 1920. We can see our different school organizations and their achievements, and live for a while in the past when we were young and stalwart and faced the world with a smile. Our plea is that you dwell not on our blunders for we say as others have said, Nothing is perfect except in nature. You too, fellow class- men, will be seniors. Then make your annual rather Crawford's annual, better than this. We extend to all, our most happiest greetings.