Fulton Centralized School - Fultonian Yearbook (Swanton, OH)

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Senior Class of 1951 W hen anyone, whose lyric feat Leaves much to he desired. Finds that, somehow, a laurel wreath By force his brow acquired, W ith labored plod, his studied muse May walk, instead of run; And. if the stress becomes too great. May stumble and fall down. As with two lines, or three, or tour One cannot make a sketch. Our thoughts oi you this halting verse Cannot begin to match The ready smile, the serious mood. The hard work and the fun The Hash of wit—the anger, ev n The pride when work's well done. We all have shared these seven ears. Along with other things. Can’t be expressed to each of you In what this “poem ' sings (?). l et’s take the boys collectively, Class officers are they To lead you through Commencement time. W ho said. “It’s ladies’ day”? And when there's work that the can do Goodbye to study hall. They’re waving hammer, pushing broom. Or polishing a hall. There's Harold, on whose good right arm We call at strike out time; W ho, w hen we heckle him too much. W isecracks us hack in line. And next comes Tom. on whom we count For field goals and free shots In basket ha 11: and when there’s need. He helps in other spots. For younger hoys, we look to Bill To help as well as lead; And. with his horn and voice, to fill A great melodic need. Good Marvin's gay. light-hearted jest Keeps life from being dull; And, as assistant junior coach. He helps our Principal. IB

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Senior Class Will . . . We, llie Seniors of Fulton High School, class of 1951, being of sound minds and memories, do solemnly publish and declare this to be our last will and testa- ment. To the Faculty we will our sincere gratitude for their guidance thoroughout our school days. To the Juniors we will our lockers, hoping the shorter members will grow tall this summer so they can reach the top shelves. To 'Jie Sophomores we will the seats our hand members have vacated, trusting some will make use of them. To the Freshmen we will the typewriters, knowing they will enjoy learning to type. Meredvth Watkins wills her artistic ability to her brother. Dwight, hoping he will put it to good use. Carol Huber and Harold I.eitner will their seat in the bus to Amanda Martin and Dale Vaughn. Tom Mizer wills his ability to train for basketball to Jim Carroll. Iris Poorman wills her ability to get home early from dates to Marilyn Deck. Joyce Borck wills her ability to type stencils to Norma Vaughn Kathy Bardin wills her ability to “cut up” to Joan Norris, hoping she can keep Miss Stoneczek in stitches. Luella Eaton wills her sincerity to Mary Utz. Marvin Shipman wills his ways with the women to Vi avne Watson. Ilena Borck wills her bowling ability to her sister. Alice, hoping that she will become an expert. Dorothy I.umbrezer wills her typing ability to Ruth Snyder. Phyllis Burkey wills her shorthand ability to her sister. Pam. trusting this will help to keep it fresh in her memory. Bill Roberts wills his ability to play the tuba to George Shaver, confident that he will make a success of it. 17

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Senior Class of 1951 Continued . . . To all our girls, the lucky nine, e give a great big hand I or without them, we must opine. It would he a dreary land. ithout our girls, who’d Boosters be And give us a big dinner? Or type, or edit, be cashier? Each one of them’s a winner. Mena studies hard, we know For this her grades attest; And when there’s any job to do She always does her best. I or boredom, the best antidote is Joyce, as we all know. Our studies, sports, activities She keeps from going slow. The many-sided studious one Is Phyllis, glad and gay. In lessons, work, activities. She leads us on our way. For calm good humor, quiet poise, Luella fills a need. She fits in well with girls and boys: We’re glad she’s here, indeed. hen there is something stirring We’re sure that Carol’s near; In cheerleading, music, home ec. Her prowess does appear. Though only one short year ago Our Do rot In came here. Her modest, quiet graciousness Make us all glad she’s near. Now' Iris is snyonymous For industry we find. In scholarship, activities Or job. she’s not behind. Along with Phyllis, Kathy helps To keep us on our toes. In music, studies, other things Her way around she knows. With many irons in the fire Our Meredyth fills her time. For lessons, church, music and art Help make her life sublime. You finish up your high school days Our work with you does end. But as you go from out these walls. Our wishes we now send. May all you do become the best Until your life is done, Good health, good fortune, and good deeds; God bless you every one. 19 —Mrs. Shaver