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

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24 THE T O K A SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Four years ago the class of 1923 entered G. P. H. S. I here were ninety-nine of us, lively and ready for what lay before us, in study as well as in play. With Miss Sinclair as class advisor; Wesley Egger. president; Jack Murphy, vice-president; Vera Robinson, secretary; and Virginia Green, treasurer, we chose purple and gold for our class colors. We won distinction early in the year by getting the prize for the best stunt at the football rally. 1 he Sophomores entertained us in the fall and we gave them a party at the High School in January. 1 he principle spring event for us was the Freshman hike. The next year many of our number had dropped out of the ranks ; there were only sixty-five left. We elected Merle Rimer, president; Vera Robinson, vice-president; Ruth Nichols, secretary, and Virginia Green, treasurer. Miss Dahlberg was chosen as class advisor. During the first part of our school year we were greatly saddened by the death of our classmate, Kenneth Woodin. Our girls’ basketball team was victorious in many games. After entertaining the Freshmen at the High School, we were given a delightful return party at the Woodman Hall. We gave the Assembly a program on Washington’s Birthday. In September, 1921. we entered, sixty-five strong, with Mrs. Stearns as class advisor. We chose Kohath Grout, president; Jack Murphy, vice-president; Margaret Hair, secretary, and Ruth Nichols, treasurer. Don Megargle was selected as Sergeant-at-Arms. We initiated the Freshmen, and at the football rally took first prize for the best stunt. On October 18, the girls gave the boys a “weenie roast” at Savage Rapids and were in return given a party. I he class gave an entertainment on December 19, to help finance the 1 oka, also a “hot dog luncheon a little later for the benefit of the Toka fund. We gave the Seniors a party in March. We entered this last year with a membership of fifty-eight. After being here for three years, we were capable of carrying the responsibility of being “Dignified Seniors.” Our officers were; Kohath Grout, president; Burr Johnson, vice-president; Ruth Nichols, secretary; Thais Kasdorff, treasurer; and Don Megargel, Sergeant-at-Arms. In this, our last year, we have realized more than ever before just what our High School life has really meant to us, and not one of us but feels a pang of regret at the thought of leaving Old Grants Pass High.

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19 2 3 23 CLASS SONG 23 Of all the lays of student days. Of the songs so glad and free. The sond of old The Purple and Gold”, Is the song of all for me. Often we laugh at the old time fears, Troubles and trials of our four years. For the teachers we had Were a wonder to see. But when the cares of life Come pressing thick and fast Soon mingling all our locks with gray. We ll recall with joy The scenes forever past And drive dull care away. “To be rather than to seem” We ll ever hold in memory And when we come to sing thy praises Dear old class, we still can say. CHORUS Here’s to the class 1 he dear old class The class of twenty-three With a—Here’s to hearts That beat for Purple and Gold— Rah! Rah! Long may we cherish The love we bear For the days of twenty-three. Yes. those days we spent Beneath the Purple and Gold. -—Margaret Hair and Thais Kasdorff

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19 2 3 25 CLASS POEM ’23 My class mates. Oh, my class mates. Our journey now is done; Our ship is in the harbor; Our reward is won. Our ambition has been realized. Our goal we have attained. And from the High School’s splendid store, Great knowledge have we gained. But upon this “Mount of Knowledge” Let us for a moment pause. While we view the mental picture That our recollection draws. We have entered athletics— High school functions with a zest; In the class room striven ever To do our very best. Whether losers or victorious In those dear schooldays of old. We have always honored, praised, and loved Our colors, purple and gold. We’ve been happy here together In our dear old Grants Pass High, Even when down-trodden Freshmen We had no cause to sigh. We are happy here this evening Yet we re mournful in a way I-or our bright and joyful schooldays Come to a close today. But friends, be not sad hearted On our commencement night; Go forth into the school of life. Its many battles fight. On, fight them with the courage And the valor of a man. Always find and give in life The very best you can. Thus struggling ever onward In the worlds great din and strife You’ll have the glad assurance That you’ve lived a useful life. —Virginia Laxv.