Dover High School - Swirl Yearbook (Dover, OH)

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My Annual Thou art wise encased in black and gold Relating a story already many times told, For is it not through thee that I am able to keep fast In memory's fading light, the glories of that by-gone past? Through thee I once more recall My teachers, my friends, even my old study hall. Through thee I vision the times we had When teachers weren't looking, and boys would be bad. I recall how as a Freshie, I would sit for hours Learning to make hems and embroidering flowers. How I would quickly close the door, When I found myself in the wrong room, on the wrong floor. I remember that as a Sophomore I always forgot who fought the Gallic War, And how I would chew a pencil and kick my feet, Trying to work out a Trial Balance Sheet. Then I was a Junior taking Public Speaking, Reciting orations and doing loads of thinking, Because I learned that people think Juniors are smart So the only thing to do was to play the part. At last I was a Senior and my eyes grow bright As I think how I sat until late at night, Studying Lit and Shorthand for a six-weeks test. For then I knew that work always came before rest. Ah, book of that glorious past! Never while life lasts shall I part with thee! For with thee before, and time flying fast, I can close my eyes in peace and welcome eternity. —Henrietta C. Foley.

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Senior Class of 1934 Class Motto: 'Tsjot at the top. but climbing. Class Flower: Amfrican Beauty Rose. Class Colors: Purple and Gold. Memories ...... Shall wc ever forget that eventful day, September 2, 1930, when we, as a group of wide-eyed adventurers, entered Dover High School? Remember how we tried to appear as the children of the god Knowledge: and how, to some trickster's glee, we hunted in vain for the elevator which was just around the corner ? Those are memories which, when wc are old and weary of life, will renew joy and fascination in our hearts as we reminisce. As we ponder further, we will recall the first meeting we held. Bob Boyd was chosen as our president; Winnie” English, vice-president; “Dick Paddock, secretary and treasurer; Dorothy Bernhart, historian. That year we enjoyed two skating parties at Studer's Rink. Our Sophomore year began with Scoopy Wible as our leader; Bud Davis, his assistant; “Tom Homrighauscn, banker; and Dot Bernhart, scribe. Being the traditional Sophisticated Sophomores, we esteemed ourselves dignified to throw aside childish entertainment for a dance, which was held at the Franklin Inn. Later, a unique depression dance, which was held in the gym, provided our second party. Do you remember what fun we had falling on that newly waxed floor, and our dignities? And do you remember our Junior year when it was decided to have only eight months of school because the shekels were scarce? Remember what a “break we thought we were getting? That is, until the dear teachers informed us that we must complete the same amount of work regardless of time? Oh, well, there is a compensation for everything, be it good or bad. That year Franklyn Bair received the sceptre of guidance; Tom Homrighauscn assumed the vice-presidency; Bob Boyd became secretary-treasurer; “Dot Bernhart, historian; and Scoopy Wible, Junior editor. A skating party provided entertainment for the first semester, and the latter part of the year we entertained the departing Seniors with a successful Prom. A nautical theme was carried out, with our program and dance held aboard the ship S. S. Roosevelt. Then, all too soon, we embarked upon the final year of our high school life. We were seniors, eager to be graduated, but Reluctance leered at us from the shadows and made us wish for “just one more year. To steer us into home port we chose Jim Stieber as captain; Bud Davis, mate; Doc Kclker, treasure guard; Dot Bernhart, reporter; and 'Scoopy Wible, annual editor. That year our final private party was a dance at the Franklin Inn. Do not think that our class desired social life alone, for we didn't. We were well represented in football and basketball, beginning with our freshman year. Among our honored athletes were the famous Doc Kelker, Bud Davis, Dave Wible, Bill Shumaker, Max Mizer, Sam Lombardo, Eddie Morris, Leroy Smith, Linus Harmon, Max Mason, Emmett Riley, Bob Boyd, and Bill Vierheller, all gridiron stars. The hardwood honors go to Doc Kelker, Bud Davis, Derlin Miller, Bob Boyd, Tom