Kraybill Mennonite School - Summit Yearbook (Mount Joy, PA)

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SOPHOMORE PROPHECY Slowly the somber robe-clad shape shuffled into the room of fifteen unaware masticating sophomores. Instantly an intense silence envelo ed the P room, overflowing even to the windowsill where a preening robin became motion- less. That great hulking presence presiding by the blackboard chased every last scrap of thought from their minds. His stooped wrinkled form bore the indelible sta p of ageless existence. In one hand was a huge scythe and in the other an hourglass. Theirs was a visitation from Father Time. As Dale Garber's sandwich hovered in mid-air and Sharon's last sip of milk became history, a volu inous calendar was placed before them and a bony finger lifted the pages and turned them over. The pages stopped and the year that revealed itself with startling clarity was Hl978.u The shadowed form nodded its' head and the classroom walls buckled and swayed and became a rolling bluegrass pasture in Lexington, Kentucky. Roans, pintos and a large variety of thoroughbred horses roamed the hills, cropping the lush grass. Suddenly a sleek high-spirited horse, its mane flying, galloped into this picture of tranquillity bearing a man whose manner signified him as owner of this horse ranch. Accompanying him was a hired man to whom Mr. Dale Garber was pointing out a strong-legged Arabian horse which had recently been sold as No. 1 race horse. A flash of spurs and the horsemen are gone. With amazing rapidity, the gently rolling hills emerge into the smooth tiled floors of Lancaster General Hospital. The odors of ether, antiseptics, and medicine mingled into one and was entirely pleasing to the angel in white treading softly down the hall toward Room 0331. Her cap bearing that coveted black band announced her as a graduate nurse. She entered the room and stopped short. The tousled bed was empty!i nTimmy,H sternly declared Miss Bechtold, Hwhere are you hiding? It is time for your medicine. You had strict orders to remain in your bed!H A stifled giggle reached her and soon a pair of mis- chievous eyes peeped out from under the bed. Miss Rechtold hastily swallowed a smile and firmly put the five-year-old to bed again and warned him to stay there. Resolutely she gave him his Hhatedn medicine and vanished out into the hall. Five days a week found Marian at her post in the Pediatrics Ward pro- viding nursing care for her impish charges. Three floors above in this same block of granite scurried Miss Wolgemuth, her face flushed with excitement. Once again she had been an instru ent in the miracle of birth but this time there were four squirming babies, none over five pounds, to be prepared for the incubators. She then hurried back to the resting mother and assured her that her babies were well taken care of. Lois' work consisted of preparing formulas, assisting the doctors, etc.

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KEEP MAKING HIGHER SUMMITS The trail of life stretches far into the distance. It wanders over mountains and valleys. Together we stand and gaze into that vague distance. Uneasily we wonder - just what does life hold for us? we are young, inexperienced, hesitant, but brave. The trail ahead looks precipitous and uneven. Tenatively we take first one step, then another. we know life is fill of the unknown and forebodinq, We will meet many new and frightening experiences. There will be treacherous steps and hidden pitfalls Perhaps we will fall behind or become confused. But we shall excell we shall master the summit Each one will be just a bit higher than the one before. we will conquer because we are not climbing alone. Our guide has gone the way before and knows the path. Today we stand here, We have never been here before, And we shall not come again. we shall press on. we shall Keep Mastering Higher Summits. - Judy Ann Miller slvwl unaware Um o 125.1 Than last 5Cfap indelible S the Other a Theif9 A5 Dal milk becamd finger lift' that reveal nodded its falling bll variety of Suddenly 8 picture Of of this hon Garber was sold as No. With a tiled flooi and medicir treading sc black band short. The Nwhere are to remain i ehievous Q3 3 smile ang there. Res the hall. Five Q viding nur: Three her face mlraqll the resting mol Lois'

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In a flash we are standing among the quiet bustle of the main floor just inside the front doors where the offices are located. A certain secretary seated beside mounds of paper work is busily typing, her face a mask of con- centration. She glances up with a quizzical look and an instant later we recognize the familiar Hilsher smile. Her work is exacting and long hours are spent typing, filing, and doing nu erous office duties. The Medical Battlefield fades and becomes a large dairy farm in Lancas- ter County. Sixty head of Holstein cows are grazing contentedly and in the ibld nearby the farmer mows alfalfa. He wearily lifts his cap and mops his damp forehead. In that instant we identify the profile of Henry Shellenberger Fertile soil, modern equipment, and a spacious milking parlor testify to Henry's farming instinct. We step across Henry's boundary and find another sample of rich farm- land. We pass forty-five cud-chewing Holsteins and are presently surrounded by well-kept buildings. We enter the barn and find Daniel Martin beding his cows. With a ready smile and unassuming pride, he shows us the land that com- prises his living. V Abruptly we find ourselves some miles hence entering yet another dairy farm of contoured strips and Holstein cows. We follow the winding lane and are soon among comfortable dwellings. A gigantic eighty foot silo stands sentinel over the barn. We locate this farmer acting as grease monkey standing over the exposed brain of a pickup truck. We recognize the person under the grease and smudges to be none other than jovial Randy Meadath. Quiet grazing cows give way to a scene of bedlam and confusion as thirty second graders come storming into a local classroom after an afternoon re- cess. Miss Miller calls the room to order and informs them to get out their reading books. nYes,H questions the teacher in response to Jbhnny's waving hand. nMiss Miller,n began the earnest voice. HAre baby alligators called escalators? Fred Bowman said they are.u Judy averted her face a moment before she explained to Johnny just exactly what escalators were. HNow will row one please arise!n This is just one example of Judy's career as a second grade teacher. Acting as teacher, principal, mother, nurse, counselor, and song leader are all a part of Judy's busy day. The thirty desks are transformed into gay clothed tables in the Wayside Diner located along a busy highway in Lancaster County. Music, laughter, and hearty voices strive for pre-eminence. In the center of this lively scenes Plates di5heS fCS erved HHey and Coke uwel slowed he appeared cials as marked he Carr Jay Mille USom uNot HAI.. nYe: evening. Uwe Jay was roar plished. We confront whirled HI of this aPPOint1 The fin would k ESSAYS, But thi We Squeaky IIN