Cridersville High School - Lest We Forget Yearbook (Cridersville, OH)

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CLASS Will. We, the Class of 1951 of Cridersvllie High School, realizing that we are nearing the end of our high school days, being of sound mind, and of our own free will do hereby make, bequeath and swear this to be our last will and testament. Kathryn Henry---My blue eyes to Marilyn Montgomery. Arleen Lowry---My shortness to Ronnie Porter. Helen Konst---My Valedietory speech to the Junior who shall earn it. Bob Schultz---My crew haircut, scar and all, to Wayne Beerbower. Richard Bice---My seat in the Senior Home Room to Bob Davis. Bob LaRue--4My height GHZ' to Lynn White. Vernon Crouse--AMy ability to get out of work to Gene Deifendeifer. Jim Valenti---My 022W to Bob Rosenbauer. fQgnfQwmv.2fif4f3gf x li l f iv

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PKOPHE SY ,, 768 West market Lima, Ohio May 18, 1956 Dear Mrs. Dupler, It was just five years ago that our small class of eight left the doors of dear old Cridersville High behind us. Since Saturday is my day off from St. Bita's Hospital where I am hear nurse in the nursey department, I stopped at the Congress for lunch and who should 1 meetbut Kathryn Bice iformerly gathryn Henryl? She told me that she and pick u n- ed a two-hundred acre farm just outside of Cridersvllle. They have a wonderful little cottage and a family. Kathryn finally get those twins she had always talked about. After lunch we decided to go for a ride in my car and reminisce about the wonderful times we had durlng our high school days., ' As we were driving through Gridersville, we saw a kgirl dressed in cowgirl clothes walking down Main Street. when we got next to her we saw that it was ggleen howry, the fa- mous western singer. She sings over a radio station in Dal- las, Texas. We stopped to talk a few minutes and than asked her to go with us. When we were on our way once more Kathryn told us that Bob LaRue is workingfwin Celifornia as a mechanic for jet airplanes. Bob is now happily married and has a Slittle family. We asked Arleen if she had heard anything about Bob gghultz. We were surprised to hear that he is an officer in the Navy stationed in Austin, Texas. - Kathryn said that Dick had received a letter from Qgg Valenti the other day. Jim is now a promising young poli- tician. He has worked his way up to e Senator. I saw yernon Crouse last week while he was in Lima on a visit. He is working in a factory in South carolina. Ver- non now has a family of his own. Although we are spread all over the United States, most of us have fulfilled our ambitions. Just a graduate of '51 sifmudf '

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BACCfXLAU.'KEf-X'fE Gommunity Hall ----------- - ----- Hey 15, 1951 Prelude ----- - --------- - -Schubert's Serenade Shirley Roser e Marne Deifendeifer Processional- - ------ - - ---- WFeirest Lord Jesusn Choir-Graduates-Faculty Invocation ---------- - - ------ Rev. D. Crese Choral Response- ------ -6E-- WHear Our Prayer,O'LordE oir Hymn ----- - ----- NO Rhster, Let Me WHlKfW1tHfThG6x Congregation Anthem -------------- - ---- Ucherubim Songu Choir Scripture Lesson ------ -------- Rev. G. A. Hell Pastoral Prayer ------ -- -------- Rev. D. Cress Anthem ------ A -,- - -------- Choir b'Solo1sts KethrynUHenry. Sermon ------ - - -- -- N - - - - - - Hymn---.- --..- ..-...-....-- ' Congregation Benediotion- - - O MASTER? LET ME WALK WITH THEEs O Master, let me walk with Thee In lowly paths of service free: Tell me Thy secretg help me boar, The strain of toil, the fret of care Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear, winning word of loveg Teach me the wayward feet to stay, And guide them in the homeward way. In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future's Broedfning way In peace that only Thou canst give, With Thee O Master, let me live. --qua----napa-.-Q WWere You 'Thhren E Arleen Lowry Rew. G. A. H811 -UNow the Day Is 'Overr Rev. G. A. Hell NOW THE DAY IS OVER Now the dey is over Night is drawing nigh Shadows of the evening . Steel across the sky. Jesus , give the weary Calm and sweet repose WithhThy tenderest blessing May our eyelids oldse. 3 When the morning wekens Then may I arise Pure, and fresh, and sinless In Thy Holy eyes. A-men.