Jackson Liberty High School - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Amsden, OH)

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DEDIGHTIUII No longer is our community the casual, carefree place we knew five years ago. The world has changed and we have changed with it . . . Longer union lines, new payroll systems, strikes, posters, and speeches have been indica- tions of a change from peace to war and then from war to peace. But still . . . we go to the same school and it still stands at the same place overlooks the same walk and the same trees are still there . . . things are the samel Our actions, our words, our thoughts, are our own, not governed by a supreme dictator . . . As individuals . . . we live, with responsibilities to our country through ourselves, as a united and free people. In memory of: John Anderson, Wallace Shaver, Thomas Wonderly, John Lindower and John Stultz, who have helped to make these things possible by giving their lives, so that others may learn to live with each other, we the class of 46, dedicate our year book. I

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FOREUIURD Each and every one of us has something that we can call our very own and that is memories. Memories aren't something that you can file away, or put under lock and key for safe keeping until you wont them.---Yet there are just little things that will always bring them back. Such as, a song, a color, a picture, or perhaps a book. That is what we hope the blue and gold will do for you. Bring back mem- ories of school days at dear old J. L. S.l We have pictured the happenings around our school, ---the teachers, classes, clubs, and teams. ln this annual we have tried to give to you a picture of our dearest days ----- Our Senior year. -----We know that there are many, many things which must be left out, for no mere book could record the sound of the yelling at the games, the intenseness of waiting for the curtain to go up at your class play -----decorating for the proms, or the sound of music at the school dances----- but we hope that you will be able to see, hear, and remember these things while leafing through this edition ofthe Blue and Gold. Editor, Joan Shaw

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OUR SGHUUL i i i A builder builded a temple, l-le wrought it with grace and skill, Pillars and groins and arches All fashioned to work his will. Men said as they saw its beauty, lt shall never know decay. Great is thy skill, O builder: Thy fame shall endure for aye. A teacher builded a temple With loving and infinite care, Planning each arch with patience, Laying each stone with prayer. None praised her unceasing efforts None knew of her wondrous plan, For the temple the teacher builded Was unseen by the eyes of man. Gone is the builder's temple, Crumbled into the dust, Low lies each stately pillar, Food for consuming rust. But the temple the teacher builded Will last while the ages roll, For that beautiful unseen temple ls a child's immortal soul. I Lgif F, li ' li c, sl ll 'sc