Grants Pass High School - Toka Yearbook (Grants Pass, OR)

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SENIOR CLASS SONG (Tune, Memories) I Some schools are very much older, Some schools are greater I know, The school that is dearest to my heart. Is G. P. H. S. you all know. 1 Chorus. Grants Pass High, Grants Pass High, Dreams of teachers true. One and all you did your best Our lives to round and fill, Happy days, high school days Under clear blue skies. You gave us a start, no wonder we’re smart For we finished in Grants Pass High. Teachers have taught us our lessons From the beginmg till now. Sure we are almost completing Our course in old Grants Pass High. OH. JueL II Chorus Sev — en — teen. Sev — en — teen. The class we love so well. Back again in our High School days We're alwa j glad to tell Of Sev — en — teen, Sev — en — teen. The class of red and white. Love, labor and laugh. Don't take it as chaff. It's the motto of Sev — en — teen. LOREN H. BASLER I 7. 2K

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Io the class of 1919 we bequeath the privilege of publishing the High School annual, T he I oka. this privilege to be enjoyed by the Junior class from this time forward. Unto the class of 1920 we extend our sympathy because of the fact that it has been their privilege to be our fellow students for one year only and we hope that this great disadvantage may be compensated to them by our gift of a large thousand-page volume on High School etiquette that they may not commit the same offences next year as they have this. Also unto each of the subs we would give an extra volume on “The Proper Assembly Room Manners, as they seem sadly lacking in the above mentioned quality. To the incoming Freshmen we would give and bequeath one hundred baby spoons which we used when we were Freshmen and if they do not understand the use of the aforementioned spoons they may be enlightened on the subject by applying to any Senior. We do also most generously bequeath those Freshmen our class colors, red and white, and may they be as loyal to them and defend them as valiantly as the class of ' I 7. Fifteenth: Also to our beloved Faculty we wish to express our condolences for the loss of a class whose members, through their faithful attendance and brilliancy, must have been a constant inspiration to their teachers. Lastly we do nominate and appoint H. H. Wardrip, our class advisor, as executor of this our last will and testament. In witness whereof, we have hereunto set our hand and seal this twenty-fifth day of May, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and seventeen. Sighed—CLASS OF 1917. Lawyers—Avis 1. Knips. Loren H. Basler. [SEAL] n

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CLASS POEM Our lives like temples heavenward rise; And now with joyful hearts, we meet To lay the corner stone. Our faithful guides have helped us build Foundations deep and strong; For which each day we’ve carved a stone By actions right or wrong. Our plans are made with greatest care; And by the Master’s aid We’ll build a structure firm and fair With pearls of thought inlaid. We ll shape and fashion every block With stroke both strong and sure; Through joy and sorrow, strife, and pain. We ll make each stone secure. Some days our task may irksome seem. Hope for a time depart; But soon each hand regains it’s skill And courage fills each heart. Henceforth to reach the starry goal. We ll early toil and late; Believing every passing hour; We’re builders of our fate. Each one must shape his own M. G A. I 7. OR KETCHEM and K LlSM fUN OP-SENIOR PAfiTV ,ts 29