Homer High School - Trojan Yearbook (Homer, MI)

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Class Poem Have any wet blankets” got mixed with our class? If there have take them out we will all let them pass. Take out those who are fretting, we’ll be happy tonight. Our time is fast fleeting, we’il be happy to-night. We’re happy and joyous, who says we are not? He's crazy-dear Classmates-take him right off the spot. “Unhappy in June time? No we’re not if you please; There's nothing but music in the spring's balmy breeze. We've a trick we young Seniors, perhaps you’ve been told Of talking (in public) as if we were old; This boy we call Putty” and this we call Charles” They’re both great on fiction, of course they'll win laurels. That fellows our Speaker”-the one on the right; Mr. Flint my young one, how are you tonight?” Sam's our “Football Coach we say when we chaff. There’s the “Deacon ivhats his name don’t make me laugh. That girl with the grave mathematical look, Thinks she may write a wonderful book, A nd the Royal Society will think it is true, , So they’ll take her right in, Louise McAllister she is too. There’s A boy we pretend with a three decker brain, That could harness a team with a logical chain, When he spoke for our class in that eloquent way We called him just Bill”; he’s Mr. Gibson” to day. And there’s a nice youngster with talents so rare. You’d think to look at her she hadn’t one care, But she’ll shout a glad song that will float on the breeze, Just look at her smile, her name is Louise. We call this girl Neva”, you think she’s all fun; But the teachers smile too at the work she has done, The children laugh loud as they troop to her call. But the ones who best know her, laugh loudest of all. 18

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NEVA BUTCHER Good looking and fair, is one of our girls without bobbed hair. REYNOLD WHITCOMB Football, ’24. Reynold is big and strong. But we all know he’ll not go wrong. MAURINE CILLEY Honor student. High School News Editor. Class Play. Of course, she says now and then That a date is relished by the best of men. KENNETH COOK Honor student, ’24. Class Play. The desire to live on a farm. Would have for him an infinite charm. MARTHA BOOTH Honor Student, ’24. Class Play. Though coming from our school, Martha is nobody’s fool. COLON BROCKWAY Football, ’24. Basketball, ’24. Class Plav. “A man of a merrv face.”—Kipling. 17

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And there is Ruthella so happy and gay, An actress I’m sure she will be some day, And theres Maurine, now isn’t it great? Writing for magazines will be her fate. Monabelle and Alletta, teachers sure they will be, And their pupils will step around some, believe me. And then that boy who’s always “Johnny on the spot. Shall we leave him out? I rather guess not. A stenographer Ina says she will be, Will she, I wonder? We’ll just wait and see. Then there is William, that boy we call ‘‘Bill.’’ There are many things he may do if he will. Our class is the owner of two famous men, ■Stout little ,Shorty” and big tall “Ren, Mutt and Jeff they seem to be, But they are both good athletes one can readily see. And then there is “Vi the life of our class. We have lots of fun with her, but alas, A beauty parlor may call her away, And to the bright lights of Detroit she'll go someday. You see that girl back there, we all cal', her “Kitty.” Before long she will go to a wonderful city, Being a nurse will be one of her parts; Caring for patients with broken hearts. And there is Martha with excellent wit, She thinks by teaching she will make a great hit. She says she is going to school in Ka-zoo I sure hope she does for I want to go too. Yes, we are the Seniors of this famous year, And when you Juniors Graduate some won’t be here. We’ll go out in the world to learn new ways. May we make the most of the rest of our days. Then here’s to my classmates, their joys and their cares. Though their paths be rugged, or beset with snares May they ever climb upxvard and that they may arrive, Dear Father, take care of the old class of “twenty-five. Laura Lake 19