East Liverpool High School - Keramos Yearbook (East Liverpool, OH)

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fffffffiakiiiefamosffffff-k Tl-lllE SUPlElRllNTlENDlENT'S MESSAGE TO SENIORS Our school has come to a close. Four years of steady grind, but mixed with the grind were many happy hours of activities that can never be forgotten. Come with me for a few minutes, my dear young f1'iends, for a walk through my garden and you shall see some of the things that are awaiting you as you journey through life. As we walk along life's pathway we see the arch over the gate which leads to the beautiful garden of SUCCESS. On this arch is written the one word PREPARE. Let us enter the gate and see what lies within. Here a magnificent monument blocks the center path, we stop to read Young man, personal preparedness is necessary before you advance further. You must be ready for whatever comes-physically, mentally and morally ready, here is the test for a real man. As we stand there gazing at the beauty and grandeur, an elderly gentleman appears from around the monument and begins to speak-- To be prepared for life is to be ready in two ways-against calamity and for opportunity. Calamity is really opportunity in disguise. Our greatest enemy is usually our best friend under a mask. Do not hate your foes, but try to discover them, attack them, outwit them, surpass them, gain knowledge from them, without being injured by them. Every loss is a lesson with the pages torn. When we learn to turn the pages wisely we do not tear them. The old man beckons for us to follow-behind the monument lies a beautiful garden. On our right lies a la1'ge bed of PATIENCE. Their coloring is beautiful to behold and they seem so soft and gentle. Here, to our left is a gorgeous bed of bright blossoms of I-IOPE. Just below us is a sturdy, vig- orous vine called COURAGE, climbing high on strong and steadfast poles. As we look more closely we discover a wonderful little vine clinging close to the ground, wind- ing here and there, in and out among the flowers and grass, its name is UCHEERFUL- NESS. Over in the South East corner you see a hot-bed, this is used to raise SMILES, because smiles frequently have to be forced. At the end of the path is a fountain, it is the fountain of LIFE and LOVE. Here I 1'est and sing my trusty song, and in the sparkling water of its cleansing pool, I wash away my fears. Around the garden is a sturdy fence of NDETERMINATIONY' This fence was constructed by a great wo1'ke1' who is called UPERSEVERANCEJ' Without a sturdy fence to p1'otect me I am in constant danger of old HGRUMBLING VINE creeping in. He is a very annoying persistent old weed, he does all the harm he can and is constantly trying to enter. This vine runs along a sort of HFRET-WORK of its own. Occasion- ally it becomes so strong and powerful that it nearly breaks the fence. On one occasion it actually b1'oke down the fence, but old servant PLUCK came to the rescue and the fence was repaired. You may cut down the vines but the roots still remain. Let us walk over to the other side. You see that old tree with its weeping branches just outside the fence. This tree is called HDISCOURAGEMENTX' its shadows are often cast over the garden. Occasionally, after the sun has disappeared below the horizon, a large bird perches in its b1'anches and may be heard throughout the night. There is little music that comes from the warbling throat of this bird. It is called the UCOMPLAINING BIRD, and rears its young in the nest of MISERY. Its notes are dreary, mournful and depressing. If we do not heed its song it soon flies away, and may not return for a long time. There are some garden implements down yonder in the tool house. However, these are not used as frequently as they should be. If you are interested in this garden we shall visit the tool house, select one of the sharpest of knives to be found there and clip a bouquet for you. In this bunch of flowers we shall have FAITH, HOPE, CHARITY, COURAGE, GOODWILL, HAPPINESS, SMILES, AMBI- TION, HONESTY, DETERMINATION, LOYALTY, and COOPERATION, and bind them all together with a strong band of RELIGIOUS BELIEF3' Everyone of you has the opportunity to build a beautiful garden of his own, but remember that you must plant and cultivate these flowers yourselves, no one can do it 1' or you. Whatsoever you sow in this garden, that will you also reap. -Herbert G. Means, Superintendent of Schools. i'i k'A A k'k'k'k'k'k'k'k'k'k1l k'k 9

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ff++++fC5Qemm0sf++f++-k TO THE FACULTY INCE we entered the High School four years ago, this Class of '32 has had some members fall by the wayside. While our class has been decreasing in numbers each year, the faculty, made up of some of the most able teachers in this state and some of the most experienced in his or her line of work, has neither de- creased in number nor in zeal. They have remained at our side, giving out words of advice and truth, and guiding us on our way to graduation. We may have been childish in our first year, worldly wise in our second, attracted by glamour of good times in our thirdg but now in our fourth we know that we have learned many things as a result of our faculty's perseverance. I think none of us fully realize just what is before us as we graduate from High School or we would appreciate the faculty's efforts more than we do. It is with every good wish for their welfare, success in their work and life, that we bid farewell to our faculty. Dear teachers, we shall ne'er forget The lessons you have taught, May we profit through the later years By the wo1'k your hands have wrought. And may they bring good gifts to you These years that swiftly Hy, And may you kindly think of those Who bid you now good-bye. Good-bye, it shall not be farewell, We hope again to meet, For happy hours are ever short And days of youth are iieet. -W - oozooafff- DISCIPLESHIP Have you and I today Stood silent as with Christ, apart from joy or fray Of life, to see by faith His face, To look, if but a moment, at its grace, And grow, by brief companionship, more true, More nerved, to lead, to dare, to do For Him, at any cost? Have we today Found time, in thought, our hand to lay In His, and thus compare His will with ours and wear The impress of His wish? Be sure Such contact will endure Throughout the day, will help us walk erect Through storm and Hood, detect Within the hidden life, sin's dross, its stain, Revive a thought of love for Him again, Steady the steps which waverg help us see The foot-path meant for you and me. fSelectedJ 'fittttttttttitttti' 8

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'kttit iwffffffojgfamosffffff CQ IN MEMORY OF HELEN COOK Sad and sudden was the call Of one so dear and loved by all, Her loving heart had ceased to beat Before we knew it she was gone. A bitter grief and shock severe To part with one we loved so dear, God loved her, too, and thought it best, So He took her home to eternal rest. CHARLES FOSTER The class of 1916 is bereaved in the death of Charles Foster, one of the most active and esteemed members of the class. Charlie, as we called him, was editor of the Keramos in 1915-16, and his cartoons and editorials will always live in the records of the High School Journal. Not only was Charlie interested in journalism, but his activi- ties in athletics added to his high school achievements. He played a good game at end, won his letter, and also excelled on the baseball and track squads. After leaving school Mr. Foster became associated with the Hoover Company of Canton, the largest manufacturers of vacuum sweepers in the world. At the time of his death his brilliant work with that company merited him the position of advertising manager. The class of 1916 mourn for him and extend to every member of his family our sympathies. -Collin F. Kinsey, '16. TRIBUTE TO THOMAS A. EDISON Oh, mastermind in man enthroned, Oh, mighty Genius of the age, Oh, Great Explorer of realms unknown Thy name will live on history's page. The wondersmith men have called thee, Well the title thou hast won, Comfort and joy to posterity Hast thou given, Oh Science's Son! Oh, benefactor of our race Living ever in light and sound, Dispelling darkness in every place, Connecting by radio the world around. Let Europe boast of works of art Of cities renown and cathedrals tallg But proudly held in America's heart, Is Edison, beloved by all. Rest in peace, beyond the Great Divide, Thy journey's o'er, the battle won, Ever in our hearts wilt thou abide Vale, vale, vale, our Edison. -Jane Brown. ELEGY TO ROCKNE Oh, sing the sad and melancholy song For the fighting Irish team For Rock, their great ideal is gone And gone is South Bend's fondest dream. QJQQJQJQAQMDUWND tttttttkititi' 10