Homer High School - Trojan Yearbook (Homer, MI)

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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

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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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Class Will Ladies and Gentlemen, Board of Education, Superintendent, Teachers and Friends:----- Upon behalf of my client, the Class of 1925 of Homer High School, State of Michigan, United States of America, 1 have called you together upon this solemn and serious occasion to listen to her last will and testament, and to receive from her dying hand the few gifts she has to bestow in her last moments. Cutting so rapidly loose from life, and finding so many things of such gigantic proportions to be attended to before the end should come upon her, realizing at the same time that she had no longer any time left to spend in cultivation of her virtues, she did, collectively and individually, deem it best to distribute these virtues with her own hands to these friends to whose needs they seem best fitted. As a result of this announcement a wild scene took place amidst most frantic pleading and scrambling among her friends for this or that so long coveted glory; but she has tried to be just, as well as generous and impartial and distribute wisely unto those who will make the best use of such gifts as she has in her power to bestow, the talents that have served her so faithfully these four years. These are her decisions, as at last definitely arrived at through very deliberate consideration. Owing to the flighty condition of her brain, and the unusual disturbance in its gray matter, she begs me to state for her that she may quite possibly have been mistaken in her inventory; but such things as she thinks she has, she hereby gives into your possession, praying that you will accept them as a sacred trust from one that has gone before. Listen, then, one and all, while 1 read the document as duly drawn up and sworn to. We, the Class of 1925, in twenty-two individual parts, being about to pass out of this sphere of learning in full possession of a crammed mind, well trained memory, and almost superhuman understanding, do make and publish this our last will and testament, hereby revoking and making void all former wills or promises by us at any time heretofore made, or mayhap, carelessly spoken, ohe to the other, as the thoughtless wish of an idle hour. And first we direct that our funeral services shall be conducted by our friends and well-wishers, our Superintendent and his all-wise and ever-competent faculty, who have been our guardians for so long, only asking, as the last injunction of the dying, that the funeral be carried on with all the dignity and pomp that our worth, our merit, our attainments, and our positions as Seniors of grave and reverend mien must certainly have deserved. As to such estate as it has pleased the Fates and our own strong hands and brains to win for us, we do dispose the same as follows: We bequeath to our beloved Superintendent, Paul Van Sickle, our sincere affection, our deepest reverence, our heartiest gratitude, and the whole unlimited wealth of our eternal memory. In an attempt at partial payment for all that he has done for us during our long years at Homer High, we make over to him here and now, a heavy mortgage on our future in the Great Unknown beyond. We give and bequeath to the dear faculty, who have been our instructors in all the wisdom of the ages, a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peace- 20