Garrett High School - Aeolian Yearbook (Garrett, IN)

Page 12 text:

America The Beautiful America is beautiful; she has beauty of form and of spirit, of history and of expectation, of population and of utterance. Her grandeur is great enough to fill the souls of all Americans. Many wonderful essays and poems have been written praising the physical beauty of America. One of the most loved of these is the first verse of Katherine Lee Bates’ ‘America the Beautiful”: “© beautiful for spacious skies Americal Americal God shed his grace on For amber waves of grain thee, For purple mountain majesties And crown thy good with brotherhood, Above the fruited plain. From sea to shining sea.” This poem expresses the loveliness of America in a way which stirs the hearts of all her people. When we hear these words spoken or sung we see in one vast panoramic view the whole of our land—storm-swept New England coasts, New York's skyline, the rolling estates of Virginia, hazy mountains in Tennessee, the semi-tropics of Florida, fertile middlewestern plains, the Mississippi River, the swampy deltas of Louisiana, the deserts of the West, the warm fruitfulness of California; wherever we look upon America we see loveliness and majesty. But physical beauty alone is not enough to command respect and love. America has tra- ditions of integrity and heroism which her citizens remember with pride. Speak these words; feel the spirit which inspired them; see, then, if your heart does not swell within you: “O beautiful for pilgrim feet “O beautiful for heroes proved Whose stern impassioned stress In liberating strife, A thoroughfare for freedom beat Who more than self their country loved, Across the wilderness. And mercy more than life. Americal Americal God mend thine evry Americal Americal May God thy gold refine flaw, Till all success be nobleness, Confirm thy soul in self-control, And ev'ry gain divine!” Thy liberty in law!” Hearing these words we remember movements, documents. men who have shaped cur lard. Think! Remember the voyage of the Mayuower, the marches of Boone and the men who iui- lowed him, the Conestoga wagons bringing pioneer families to our own land, the long journey of Rogers and Clark, the gold rush ot ‘49, beating “a thoroughfare for freedom.’ Remember the Mayflower Compact, the Declaration of Independence, the Articles of Con- federation, the Constitution of the United States, the Northwest Ordinance, the Emancipation Proclamation, the Gettysburg Address, the Fourteen Points, the Atlantic Charter. Remember Washington, Jefferson, Franklin, Henry Clay and Patrick Henry, Nathan Hale and John Paul Jones, William Henry Harrison at Tippecanoe, Andrew Jackson, Abraham Lincoln, even Jef- ferson Davis and Robert E. Lee who fought for their own section of America and their own beliefs. Remember these few, and all the countless other heroes ‘‘who more than self their country loved, and mercy more than life.’ America has always had men and women will- ing to die for her or, better, to live for her glory. The traditions of America have determined her present pathway. The third, and probably the most important phase in Miss Bates’ hymn is the patriotic spirit of Americans, described thus: “O beautiful for patriot's dream America! America! God shed his grace on That sees beyond the years thee, Thine alabaster cities gleam And crown they good with brotherhood Undimmed by human tears. From sea to shining seal” This spirit of patriotism inspired the men and the acts now cloaked in tradition. America has always had patriots who not only dream of alabaster cities, but work to build them. The spirit of America has carried her forward from her humble beginnings to her present great- ness, and will drive her on to still more magnificient achievement. American spirit was the motive force behind the Pilgrims, the Minute Men, the pioneers in our ever-broadening West, the Men in Blue and the Men in Gray of the Civil War, great statesmen, the doughboys of World War I, the men of the Army, the Navy, and the Marines now in the Pacific, and the simple everyday acts of millions of unknown American patriots. This spirit blazes forth in such historic utterances as, ‘Give me liberty or give me death!”, ‘I regret that I have but one life to give for my country!”, or My country, may she always be right, but right or wrong, still my country.” This spirit is the lump in our throats when we see the flag, or hear the national anthem, or meet a man in uniform. This American spirit is now aroused. Look about you! Feel it, pulsating over the whole vastness of Americal Let us keep the flame of our spirit burning brightly within us, so that the very cadence of our heartbeats cries out, “America, the Beautifull” Patricia Bechtol, Editor. Page 6

Page 11 text:

— — =

Page 13 text:

EXECUTIVE COUNCIL Back row: Claire Cerasale, Class Treasurer; Ruth DePew, Second Vice-President; Florence Ried- hart, Treasurer of Home Room 8; Joan Carper, Secretary of Home Room 2; Betty Moses, First Vice-President. Front row: Louis Sapp, Class Secretary; Roger Tuck, Class President; James Harris, Treasurer of Home Room 5. Presidents Message “Ever Onward” has been a fitting theme for the Class of ‘42. Twelve years ago a small group of promising ‘tykes’’ began their formal education in the Old Central grade school, now extinct. During the first six years the personnel remained fairly constant, but in the seventh year the ranks were swelled by a group from the North Ward, and in the ninth the class was augmented by pupils from the parochial and township schools. During the last year a few withdrew from class to “join the forces,’ and others dropped out for various reasons, but sixty-six remained to complete the adventure which was so enthusiastically entered upon twelve years ago. The Class of ‘42 has made for itself an enviable record. It has shown fine leader- ship in school activities; it has given a good account of itself in class drives and class projects; it has made fine contributions to clubs and other school organizations, and it has furnished many good athletes to the varsity squads. Let us look upon this phase of our life as a joyous and an eventful period. Let us remember the lessons we have learned. Let us cherish our fine friendships and good times together. As we pass down the familiar corridors across the threshold of G. H. S. into the outer world, let us go into the larger circles of society with confidence and determ- ination. May we always uphold the fair name of our Alma Mater. Classmates, au revoir— “Ever Onward, Never Falter.” Roger Tuck, Pres.. ‘42. Page 7