Jenkintown High School - Jenkintonian Yearbook (Jenkintown, PA)

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We the closs ot '44 Present to one ond oll, This mosterpiece ot poetry Inspired within our woll. We give you our own version Ot our copers ond delights, Which kept us oll quite busy Morning, noon, ond NIGHTS! lt you come to see us Any time ot doy, You'll see us in our glory ln our own sweet woy. T Millie Fritsch, in boots' ond broid, Leods our '44 Porode. Noncy l-lunter ond Alice Ann, . Enthusiosts ot the high school bond. Seen together-Poley ond Doyle, Lou McAllister-with o Soil Nichols ond Fleming-greot undertokings, Crosson- senotor in the moking, Jock Eby hunting with The Rock, Dottie Gillet without her sockisl. Poul Cutright-our bosketboll stor, Joe Donohue ond his tloshy cor. Jim l-loll-trombone tooter, Jeonne Nelson-Cheltenhom rooter. Pot Reisgen from Dubois, Porky l-lopson moking noise. Alice ond Cloire from lndiono, lvlory Pullor ploying the piono, Bob Shisler-stor in trock, Ruth lVlcFeeter-known os Moc. Evie Cornohon-color leoder, Rhoda Fishmon-English reoder. Greg Thompson's crimson blush, Bill Corlile-muscles ond such. Biondi's reossuring grin, Donold Argue-sure to win. Mory Tril3ou's royen locks, Fronkie Benson's clossy socks. Bill Fisk's booming boss, Elvo's ropid hockey poce. l-lolmesy-President ot our closs, Mory Lee-our yersotile loss. Pllflll Fitz--our All Americon stor, Dick Smith's golfing-up to por. Borney Devlin-loods of fun, Kelly-olwoys on the run. Morge lVlohoney's typing skill, Betsy working with o will. Owen Reogon-toll ond slim, Rocky Jorden-seen with Tim, Borlsoro Roberts-vitolity plus, Jonet-running tor o bus. Corolyn Seymour-chorming gol, Wolt l-leiss--Rocky's pol. Goby l-logert-ortist supreme, Louise Long's sunny beom. Lou Armon--cought in the drott, Ronold's tomous horse lough. Andreocolo-full of tun, Ivlory Lou--our petite one. l-lorold Goydon-our seomon first closs, Lett behind-o weeping loss. This is our poem, our crowning joy, Representing eoch girl ond boy, Through tour yeors ot Jenkintown, l-ligh school doys ot joy. And olwoys in our memories We won't forget the fun, Those hoppy time ot J. l-l. S. We wish they were not done. The Prom, the gomes, Turnobout Donce, Our riotous CFD closs meeting, The tomous Senior English closs The lntromurol teom toking o beoting. Wednesdoy night's militory drill, Under Bell ond Copley, Generol orders, right, then left, To Thompson's tomous popping P.l.C., the operetto, The golo Senior Ploy- Yes, oll these things we hold so deor Through every possing doy. But ot lost we must leoye, Yes, leove deor J.l-l.S. The ploce thot in our heorts ond minds Will olwoys be the best. Twenty-one I

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