Evening High School - Owl Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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THE on W L 1 w Forty-three GEORGE MANN Erlitor PATRICK 1. SWEENEY Business l1Wll7ltZg6I' EDXVIN XVRIGHT Circulation Alanager HARRY CORREA Assistant Circulation .Manager J AM ES VVH EAT Special S ta if A ssistant MARIE RIESETT Typist ARMIN J. DROST Advertising Jlanager D. K. XVINTER Art Editor VVILLIAM D. CROMBIE School News Editor OWL STAFF I X

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THE OWLA .MLHXX t 0 QQQXHIYQQIDEQ 55 65 . . 4 ig- 55 W A A f L A lj, if ,fn I X A X, , siir ' g , 1 ' i n in 53 k ' O irsrr L il' T 53 L ii Q A y 'Maries aw g E ,XQ3 p I 6 , T 'Each year THE OWL CLUB has awarded a medal to the student with the highest averages in studies. There is no longer an OYVL CLUB in existence and the school itself is not in a position to offer an honor award. To encourage good fellowship and school spirit THE OWL MAGAZINE continues to carry on the gesture orginated by THE OWL CLUB. - A The award is of no great financial value but it has made students more diligent then they would have been ordinarily. Trying to capture the prize created a higher standard of scholarship. It also brought something which cannot be evaluated .... Knowledge. L - GEORGE MANN Editor Forty-two

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THE OTVVL MOTHERS. WE APPRECIATE YOU! BY GEORGE NIANN i ' O you who have stepped into the valley of death, so that we could be born we bow in sincere gratitude. From the first instant we became capable of noticing our surroundings, our eyes sought out the l i face which means so much to us. That face was your face. XVhen our tongues loosened and we began sputtering and spattering, the first word which fell from our mouths was Mommie. During our childhood our love for you was undying but .... we have grown. Now we have brains. This brain makes us realize all the more the great debt we cannot ever hope to repay, this brain also makes us contemptable and we crush you many times with a cutting remark. Often we have slammed a door and rushed from the house. Not once did we stop to think that you were wondering to yourself if we were the children for whom you suffered and sacrificed so much. We did not know your eyes were glistening with tears and your heart crushed. But how quickly do we return to you when we are hurt. How eagerly we listen to your words when we find the world pitted against us. Over and over we resolve never to mistreat you again, but sometimes our wild impulses get the better of us and we forget all we have ever promised. Saying that we are sorry is putting it mildly. VVe realize you are not perpetual and after your departure into the Great Beyond how lonely will be our traveling. You are responsible for sunshine in a home. VVithout you home is just a house . . . a place in which to eat and sleep. Your deep understanding and consoling nature makes existence for mankind tolerable. A kind word right from the heart is golden. VVith all kindness and sincerity, we say, to those mothers who have served their purpose, to those now performing their duty and to those yet to come .... 'fGod bless you! Forty four