Jackson Center High School - Ja Ce Hi Yearbook (Jackson Center, OH)

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Class Poem Within the limits of this class, We find the stalwart lad, the laughing lass, The studious bookworm, glasses on nose, The winking flirt with bells on her toes. A sturdy athlete engulfed in fame, The honors a high scholastic has gained, A comical idiot and all he has feigned. All within this graduating class. From stalwart lad to laughing lass. Seniors, our four years are ended, With both pain and sorrow blended, Now we on liIe's journey start, With the'tho't that we must part. We cling to our dear old colors, Picked out from all the others, They gleam, the scarlet and the grey, As we start out on the way. We have struggled with a will, For that far and distant hill. As we leave these open portals, We are but just hurnan mortals. Wondering what is yet to come, Since we know our school life's done. And all in all we are sincere, Realizing what's good and loving the dear. And thinking back our memory clears, Remembering heartaches, quarrels, and tears. We have learned our lesson well, So to Jackson High we bid fond farewell, And not individually, but united in one, Forgetting all arguments, resigning all fun, Today we set out, a class as a whole, to fulfill our motto: SUCCESS IS OUR GOAL. By .Toy Alice Miars .Class Song ALL THROUGH THE YEARS Verse: The time- has come for our graduation, Our goal is reached and our battle's won. As time goes on we will always triasure, The many honors we have earned, And the many things we've tried to learn. Chorus: All through the years, We'l1 thank you Jackson High, We hate to say goodbye, but we must. All of the fun, We've had with all of you, Our friends and teachers too, We'll miss so much. For all they've done, Thanks to our parents, We owe so very much to you. As we look back, with teardrops and a sigh, We'll always love you, dear Jackson High. By Margy Lou Gerber 14

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Seventeen members of our class completed their entire twelve years to- gether. They are: Carolyn Allinger, Barbara Gies, James Fries, Margy Lou Gerber, Rosemary Hawkins, Loren Heintz, Richard Helmlinger, Neil Hovis, William Lenhart, James Leininger, Joy Miars, Ralph Sailor, Twylah Wiessinger, Glen Wilt, Willis Swiger, Edwin Zorn, and Doyle Zwiebel. Those who are grad- uating with us and who have joined us since the first grade are: Clara Mae Smith, Loretta Kendall, James Duff, Lester Wildermuth, and Donald Glick. Our class motto is: Success is Our Goal! Our colors: scarlet and gray. Our flower: red carnation. As we graduate and start on the journey of life, the memories brought back by our class history will always seem very precious. As our lives meet the bumps, On the world's rocky shoal, We remember our motto: 'Success is Our Goal! BY Ralph Sailor Margy Lou Gerber fProphecy, cont.j JOY MIARS is now singing at the Metropolitan Opera after making her successful debutant. We still see that she loves tall men. Could be from her high school day GLEN WILT just finished abook entitled, How lt Feels To Be Short. LESTER WILDERMUTH is at home on his farm north and west of Jackson Center. He is still the bashful, shy person we knew in school. EDWIN ZORN is known all over the U.S. for his purebred Angus. This, however is his second interest, for he still goes to that certain Arthur residence near St. Johns, Ohio. DOYLE ZWIEBEL owns the Sprague's Creamery. He owns his own Cadillac but still won't take the girls out. Maybe someday girls! S

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