Hanover High School - Nornir Yearbook (Hanover, PA)

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'd • • • Each year new student with great expectations and memories. But the Oak Tn the school. It has stood by, staun It has watched the Sophomores enter E. much as the new leaves come to the old Oak Tree each spring. It has seen them a year later as Juniors, in the summer of school life. And it has seen them finally as Seniors, at the peak of their high school days, like leaves in the fall of the year. sforeu on ye; Sophomores enter E. H. S. leave with never-to-be-forgotten 'ree is old, many years older than watched the growth of the school. :e their places among the students, The trunk and branches of the Oak faculty, showing steadfastness, endurance, an The Seniors leave the school at the en' faculty remain; the leaves fall from the remains, a silent, but majestic, guardian 01 In this, the 1952 Nornir, we have tried to bril and present them in a way that will enable you to recall fond spent 'neath the Oak Tree. administration and ministration and mer, but the tree e of these leaves, ies of those days 4

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our I class FREDERICK W. STINE ANN B. GITT Fred” General Class Vice-Pres. 1, Pres. 2, 3; Operetta 2, 3; Soph-Jr. Play 1, 2; Drivers’ Training 2; A Cappella Choir 1, 2, 3; Wrestling 1, 2, 3; Nornir 3; Boys’ Cooking Club 1; Track Mgr. 1, 2, 3; Boys' Intramurals 2. To succeed Ann Academic Class Sec. 1, 2, 3; Y-Teens 1, 3; Treas. 2; Dramatic Club 2, 3; Soph-Jr. Play 1, 2; Senior Play 3; Operetta 2; Home Room Officer 1, 3; Nornir 3; Girls’ Shop Club 1; Girls’ Intramurals 2. SQuien sabe? JEANNE H. MUMMERT Mummert” Academic Class Vice-Fres. 2, 3; Student Council 1, 3; Cheerlead- ing 1, 2, 3; Y-Teens 1, 2 ; Treas. 3; Girls’ Chorus 1, 2, 3; A Cappella Choir 1, 2, 3; Girls’ Shop Club 1; Operetta 2, 3; Home Room Pres. 1. Navy nurse JIM ROTH J,m Academic Class Treas. 1, 2, 3; Hi-Y 1, 2, Treas. 3; Varsity Wrestling. 1, 2, Capt. 3; A Cappella Choir 2, 3; Varsity Track 2, 3; Intramural Basketball 2, 3; Nornir 3; Co-Ed Council 3. Huting and fishing guide the (e eaveA came down... Three years ago, when a bell rang announcing the beginning of a new school term, our class was born—the Class of 1952. This 8:25 bell opened before us an entirely new world filled with strange, exciting experiences. As Sophomores we greeted this new world with all kinds of misdemeanors and mistakes: we were late for classes, we went to 109 when we should have gone to 107, and we were always sitting in someone else's seat. Nevertheless we overcame our faults and plunged into the all important business of being E. H. S. students. We began this huge task by participating in Student Council, the election campaign, and foot- ball. After the Soph-Jr. Play, ”1 Remember Mama”, we had new phrases in our vocabularies such as downstage foot , or stay in character”. Our sports-minded boys were not idle, for there was basketball, wrestling, baseball, track, and tennis. In May we gave the Seniors their prom, Stairway to the Stars”. The prom was the final event of our Sophomore year, and we now felt we really belonged to this new world—yes, the Class of 1952 had arrived. We started our Junior year by selling shirts to line the class treasury with money. We plagued and pleaded until everyone who was anyone bought an E. H. S. shirt. When football and basketball seasons were over we turned to dramatics, with Kiss and Tell” (who will ever forget Corliss and Dexter?) and Bloomer Girl . May brought prom time again, and we gave the Seniors a circus, complete with giraffe, lion, and seal. We no sooner finished arranging the last balloon for the dance than we suddenly found that we were Seniors. Senior is a word meaning one who is superior in rank; but to us it merely meant that we were once again caught in such a whirlpool of activity that we had no time to be conscious of our new dignity. In the blink of an eye football season passed and gave way to play time when we presented The Curious Savage”. Basketball, wrestling, and the operetta simply flew by and all at once we realized that the things we were doing, we were doing the last time. Final exams, the prom, and commence- ment came and went by in a flash. Now all that remain of our high school days are a diploma, a few snapshots, and many mem- ories—memories of P. D. and P. G., Nornir staff meetings, cake sales, cokes at the Mau Dra, Hamlet, NaCl, the binimial theorem, the Old Oak, teachers liked and teachers otherwise, facts learned and facts forgotten, Friday morning assemblies, and Monday morn- ing tests—yes, our high school days are over, but in the heart of each member of the class these memories of Eichelberger linger on and on and on. . . . 6