Kent Denver School - Kentian Yearbook (Englewood, CO)

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SE IUHS THE Iariie Bucket Bunny Perky Blickie Sis Di P. G. Kaye Ginky Betty Gertie N Our baby faces were full of placid bliss. . . With exams and boards, We yearn aqairi for this.

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I IUHS BETTY PERKINS Her quiet ways and very gentle rnien Depict our Perky -friendly and serene. HELEN WALLBANK Her many talents and busy days commend Helen as actress, athlete, artist, friend. VIRGINIA WING She has the gift of laughter, yet we see In her a fine and deep philosophy. CLASS OF1941 the year, poor health sent Ginny and Becky to soak in the sun in Arizona. The rest of us have plugged on together, taking the front seats in programs, reciting the longest and subtlest poems in the poetry contest, fretting over late chemisry, and trying to smile during Tuesday singing when the May Day Carol is being rehearsed. Our history covers quite a span of time, and we've come over a hard path, but at last we're on the threshold of graduation after a successful senior year. Let us hope that our future history will find us no less cheerful and eager to Work together. -Betsy Blickensderfer

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UNIUH-513 ima PHU l lf music be the food of love, play on . . The lunior-Senior Prom Cor, properly speaking, Promenadel was anything but a casual stroll, as the French word might indicate. lt was a lively, happy, thoroughly successful frolic where jitterbugs, Conga fans, and waltz lovers all had an equal share of the fun. After a festive get-acquainted party at lo Ann Sherman's, we dined at the Denver Country Club, dancing a measure or two between courses, ffruit salad, chicken, and peppermint ice cream.l As the hour struck nine, our evening was well under way. Some girls forgot their blue- tassled programs. Others were haunted by the cameras seeking eye which recorded April 26 for all time. For three hours our billowy skirts whirled over the floor, to the music of Stan Koskoff's orchestra, and at midnight we bid good bye to our hostesses, disappointed at the swift passing of time, but radiant after a glorious evening. On April twenty-sixth we dance and dine . . Amid dim lights and music so divine!