Farmington High School - Rollcall Yearbook (Farmington, MI)

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ll liltllllllllil I THE SPllTllliHl The curtain arose on a typical scene- A senior rushing to his junior queen. His heart was happy and filled with glee, For today a graduate he would be. Today was June 16-a day of cheers, Of laughing and singing, and maybe of tears. The time was eight-with dusk coming on, And deep in his heart there was born a great song. First place: the gym, second: Home Ec. Went Jake with a smile and no sign of regret. He donned a blue cap-with a tassel hung low, A gown to match in color just so. His heart was pounding, his knees gave a knock, He trembled as though suffering electrical shock. With nerves on edge and eyes all wet, He joined the others in the hall where they met. Friends were seated, the lights were all dim, There wasn't a sound all over the gym. The music began more slowly than slow, At first he couldn't move-his legs shook so. The lines were so even, the steps all in time, He felt like a poet composing a rhyme. Up to the center, then turn to the right, Find your seat and just sit tight. Who was speaking from up on the stage? His curiosity almost turned to a rage. Turn and look! said conscience to Jake, No, just sit still-for Heaven's sake. A student was speaking, with voice toned high, On subjects of interest to seniors nigh. The notes rang clear, the words were distinct, Jake sat on his seat like a statued sphinx. Then came the applause, it filled the whole gym. He thought surely it was the moment for him To get on his feet, off that hard seat, And march across stage his fate to meet. Surely enough he had figured right! It was time for him to show his might. He stepped from the wings at just the right time To hear his name called, which made him feel fine. He walked across stage with a strut in his stride And received a diploma and a sense of pride. No longer a senior was Jake now, For this spot a junior would stand and bow, But memories are left of that happy date When Jake, a senior, became a graduate. Bettie Kneeves

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Molto: Noi al The lop, buf climbing Colors: Blue and Gold R Flower: Yellow Rose Sl lllll MANAGERS Executives William Goers Clreasurerj, Fred Allen Cpresidenlj, James Van Every fvice- presidenfl, Robert Clark fsecrefaryl Trip Club Promoters Bertie Kneeves flreasurerl, Robert Clark fpresidentj, Richard Martindale lsecrelaryl Sponsors Sealed: Miss Margarel Lingo, Mr. Byron Oliver Cchairmanj, Miss Mary Alice Lyngklip Standing: Mr. Clayton Timmons, Mr. Tarmo Maalfala