Dallastown Area High School - Spectator Yearbook (Dallastown, PA)

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Board Of Education Loft to right: Walter Daugherty. Ura Blymire, H. Logan Fisher. Clair Shoaror, Norman Shormeyer. The class of 1954 wishes to thank the Board of Education for the many educational opportunities they afforded us in making our years at Dallastown High School successful. The board had a double-duty job to perform this year as they met every sec- ond Thursday in local meetings and every third Thursday in jointure meetings. Hindered by limited funds and operating for the first time as a jointure, the Board of Education served the school loyally and well. 8

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Administration 7

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= Messages From The Principal Members of the Class of 1954: Commencement time in high school is an occasion for both rejoicing and sorrowing. Rejoicing because you have scored success- fully in filling all requirements for gradua- tion and sorrowing because the associations of many years must be broken. Ofttimes, the farewells spoken on graduation day are farewells forever. Your school is deeply indebted to you for your many worthwhile contributions; espe- cially, the publication of this meritorious vol- ume of the Spectator—your scorebook of '54. It owes a debt of gratitude to you, the staff, and sponsors (or a job well done. While your score in '54 is of great con- cern to us, our greatest anxiety is for you in the turbulent game of life. In teaching you the rules of the game, our ardent hope was that you would apply these rules suc- cessfully to procure a score in the future v hich will be both commendable and hon- orable. RALPH N. McSHERRY Into a world that needs clear thinking, a renewed sense of morality, and a vision of purpose, you will graduate this year of 1954. For many of you, life will change its pattern by the addition of more responsibility of de- cision. The decision of what one should do with his life becomes more important, for all of us want to do those things that make life better for ourselves and others. In our en- deavor to be someone we often forget the little acts of kindness that mean so much to all of us. The daisy that grows by the road side can never be as beautiful as the rose, but the daisy can bring cheer and happiness to a heart where loneliness and gloom dwell. The sparrow's song will never be as beau- tiful as the nightingale's song, but its simple chirpings will replace despair with hope. Greatness lies in doing your small part well. If your only service will be to place a smile on the face of one who has lost the joy of living, then you shall have not lived in vain. As the sun sets in the western sky, there will be two happy people; and one of them will be you. 9 CLAIR A. TROUT