Edwin Vare Junior High School - Pilot Yearbook (Jackson, PA)

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DEAR HOLESINMYPANTS: By making your coat first. UNCLE T om. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: There is a corridor aide I would like to meet. gestions? Have you any sug- C. A. FAN. DEAR C. A. FAN: Nope, I don't. Ask Mr. Anthony of the Good Will Hour. If he fails, use some technique. UNCLE Tom. DEAR UNCLE Tony: How can I keep my shoes from squeaking when I walk? JOHNNEEDSOMEOIL. DEAR JOHNNEEDSOMEOIL: Roller skate. UNCLE Tom: DEAR UNCLE TOBY: I get tired from walking to school because I live far away. WEAKINTHEKNEES. DEAR hNEAKINTI-l E KNEES: Try running. . UNCLE Tom: DEAR UNCLE TOBY: How can I get my picture in the PILOT? FACELIKEAMONKEY. DEAR F ACELI KEAMONKEY: Sell $100 worth of ads for Dir. Liggett. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: What shall'I do when everyone laughs when I get up to dance at a dance? DONTKNOWHO'WTODANCE. DEAR DONTKNOWHOWTODANCE: Try dancing with a girl. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: I lose my stomach when I'm on an elevator. STOMACHTROUBLE. DEAR STOMACHTROUBLE: Hold it next time. UNCLE TOBY. RITA NOVELLA. 1. Dogs barking. 2o To wash my mother's ears. 3. A hogie is a stomach ache 2 hours before you eat. 4. Dandelions. 5, I don't know. I never counted them. . Because it tans the children. ANSWERS T0 RIDDLES 7. When he is a greyhound. z 8 Because it hasnht the face to do it. 9. Greece. 10. Miss Lay and Miss Place. 11. One is hard to get up and one is hard to get down. 12. Because no one can make it out.

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WHIL BUX DEAR UNCLE Tom: Every time I eat I bite my tongue. How can I prevent this? BITEUMMYTONGUE. DEAR BITEUMMYTONGUE: Cut offyour tongue. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: Everytime I go into the house I slam the door. My mother doesn't like this. What shall I do? FOREVERSLAMMINGDOORS. DEAR FOREVERSLAMMINGDOORS: Don,t Close the door. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: XVhenever I open my mouth, a fly flies in. INhat will I do? FLYMOUTH. DEAR FLYMOUTH: Keep your mouth closed. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE Tom: I was writing with Mr. Liggettls magic pencil when suddenly it hit Whatlll I do? ALLERGICTOPENCILS. me. DEAR ALLERGICTOPENCILS: Put a muzzle on it. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE Tom: Every time I eat too much my stomach calls me names. What can I do to please my stomach? BADINBELLY. DEAR BADINBELLY: Don : eat, starve. UNCLE Tom: DEAR UNCLE TOBY: Whenever I comb my hair with a little bit of water my hair sticks out; when I use a lot of water I look like a drowned cat. vent my hair from looking like this? How can I pre- TROUBLEWI'n-mn'HAIR. DEAR TnouBLEWITIIMYI-IAIR: Why donlt you out OK all your hair? UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: My boyfriend ran away with my sister's friend's cousinls girlfriend. What shall I do? LOSTBOYFRIEND. DEAR LOSTBOYFRIEND: Run away with her brother. UNCLE TOBY. FAY DE PALMA, SBI. CHARLOTTE MORROW, 8B1. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: I rated a zero in my Latin test yesterday. How can I hint to the boy in front of me to write plainer without him catching on to my copy- ing? JOI-INIEWITIITHEZERO. DEAR JOIINIEWITHTHEZERO: Iust stick a pin in him. He,ll soon wise up. Or start studying yourself. UNCLE TOBY. DEAR UNCLE TOBY: I can't understand why my trousers wear out so fast. How could I make them last? HOLESINMYPAN'I'S. 32 5m: 9w

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POETRY OUR LADY OF LIBERTY The Slatue 0f Lt'herly floldw in her hand T he great larch 0ffreedam, dud lhe lrymhol qf her land. She Jlamiw on Bedlae Imland r11- proud am .rhe can he, Holding our larch ofjreea'om, 1101111375; 1'! for you and me. Shelr n01 juxl a .rlalue dud Jhe'w noljuirl lo JIIOW, :57ng Jotnelhz'ng lo lreagrure 11w our whole counll'y Jhould know. No olher' country in thzlr greal wide world Haw a Jlalue more lqolyeouw than Me, Or haw any olher emblem Like our Lady of Liherly. GLORIA PETRARCA, 884. A MEMORY I Jaw her willing lhel'e one day Herfac'e J'O mad and wan, d lonelyface ll Lrhowed a'zlmzay, Am lhough lhe Jpring had gone. 11nd then I Jaw her lhere again, She eriled J0 high! and true, If .reemea' air though dert'le the rain The Jun, came whining through. She went away I know no! where The trummer went and came, Bu! willz me winged the memory Of a Mile girl .10 lame. CARMELLO BIVACQUO. OUR FIGHTING MEN The lealhel'neck, lhe gob, lhe ,rohlz'er hold rII'e ffghlingfor you and me, '1 'hey're flying lo pl'eJeI've our freedom, T hey're fithing for liherly. The Zealherneck comewfrom everywhere, He 111:th on land and Jen, lleirjutrl another lad foreedam fld' anyone can .ree. The goh he fighlJ 0n walel', 0n dawhing wauea' Qf m'ghl. HeCr nol lhe kind lo loaf almul, Bu! keep; hem mailing righl. T he .mhz'ierfithm on Jalid land To keep our .rlandal'a' high, HeonaAr our hannem in lhe afl- Yew 'way, 'way, 301w, up high. Lel'tr n0! forge! oul'jlying ace He lake; him chance of dying, But heCr lhe guy up m lhe air IVho'll alwayx keep 'eijuing. Ix'eep Jem mailing, keep 'em rolling, Keep 'emfllw'ng in lhe why, Theyhre lhe 0ne.r lo keep our freedom, Even lhaugh J0me die. GLORIA PETRARCA, 8B4. THE BLUEBIRD I Jaw a ll'llle hluehll'd, On my way In Jchool, Who mat upon a greal lug branch ZIJ lhough 1'! wa..r a .rlaol. Hejutrl kepl nlth on. winging, Singing chirp, chirp, chirp; AU lhough he way lean'ng we people, 00 lo work, lo work, In work. GLORIA PETRARCA, 8B4. film 91M 34