Ithaca High School - Annual Yearbook (Ithaca, NY)

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IE B li B E E E E E W E E E E E E E E E E E E E lm E li E E E Q C E E Q Sl IE 2 E E E B E E 8 E E C E E E E I E I E E E E El E K DQ R E 59 Cl EJ EE EJ DE EJ E9 E9 E3 QQ E3 E3 E3 E3 EQ Q 59 E3 EJ EJ EJ Ei EJ C3 E3 K EDQEI' EEHBZIJ IEEE EJ SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY E an gi 'Q X It has always been a matter of deep wonder and concern as to the E profession or vocation that a certain individual is to follow in order to E E make a livelihood. An early goal in life is one method which helps to de- ,Q E termine an individual's activities later on. However, one's ambition may E not be fulfilled due to any number of unexpected interruptions that occur, 5 under extraordinary circumstances, to disturb the natural progress of gi El events of importance. fNo hard luck, but let's hope that something hap- ,Q 5 pens to disturb some of those I am about to mention.J lg LE By the time a person has progressed as far as his senior year in high E 5 school, he has a rather definite idea of the occupation in which he is to E1 E engage in order to earn a living. It is interesting to note what a variety E of occupations have been chosen by the seniors in our high school graduat- 2 E ing class this year. I say chosen because I would hate to have to assume E gi the responsibility for picking out some of those that have to be mentioned. El Q We find some of our most enterprising and industrious final year stu- E Q dents planning to enter such undignified fields as those of radio broad- Q E casting, hair pin manufacturing, soft drink ? ? 'Z bottling, and others E lil of equally astounding disrepute, acknowledged the world over. It certainly E seems as though there is little hope left for these poor unlucky children, Eli EJ E if four years of high school training have not benefited them at least to E E the extent that they are able to choose for themselves suitable and beneficial E LBJ occupations in which to engage in years to come. And then, think of some IE E of these poor things who will be running about the Cornell Campus S E wearing one of those attractive lit-tle gray skull caps for not any less than E gl! five years for any more than ten.D They will probably find themselves E Er among the missing, however, by the process of elimination, before this ig E length of time has elapsed. E E Well, regardless of' future undertakings, they are all good sports and E fine fellows and should succeed even in the types of work such as have IE been chosen. Bear in mind that no matter what one doesf or almost! no gi E matter what one doesj if he does it well he is bound to succeed and gain 2 ,Q recognition. Just wait until our President becomes the more important E E kind of Chief Executive tif you can imagine waiting that length of timeb g E Q our Vice-president becomes the first lady fin one sense or another-the Lil 5 Little Church around the Corner deserves some considerationlg our E E Secretary a hunter Cahem! IJ 5 and our Treasurer-shall we say-a E fisherman? Did I hear someone say, What are you going to be? If E you won't tell, I'rn going to be a second Kate Smith for should I say-two li Kate smithsio E E Nevertheless, even though these so-called Seniors have been Q E picked to pieces by one who knows them-or pretends to know them-they lg E still 'make up the graduating. class, you just can't get away from it, and gi considering information obtained, a pretty good one at that. I wish every gg E one of them the best of luck, with perhaps a little extra thrown in for the 5 Q trapeze performers, coal mine workers, and school teachers. I trust that 5 S some day the public, substantiating my belief, shall say, Of course, it was E inevitable. What other class, but the one of the Ithaca High School, 1932, gg E could contribute to this humdrum world such unique specimens of S Q humanity as the most modern of radio crooners, Eddie Cantor's only living E rival fin every wayj, and, last but far from least, the inventor of the S Q mechanical brain that writes worth-while Senior Class Prophecies. 3 EEEEE EEEEE -D. W. E a 'E 5 a EEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEERE E Ugg 19 Bam

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