Lake Stevens High School - Pilchuck Yearbook (Lake Stevens, WA)

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Let us stroll on, Lealand, my friend, To see what is what at the other end. The first thing.that catches the eye is a sign Which reads, “Nobody’s cuisine is equal to mine.” It’s signed in a style quite different and smart By the owner and chef, Monsieur Donald Hart. We enter the cafe with vigor and zest. To run into a dancer—Why, it’s Betty Forrest. In the chorus which follows anon Are Bert Gilstad and Peggy Gordon! They receive a big hand. “Lee, order for us. I’d like some food from this land of Orcus.” Waiter! Waiter! Be as fast as you can!” “We want—why, hello there, Max Newman! My, you look fine in your waiter’s coat— But bring us some food! Come off it! Don’t gloat!” Now as we’re eating, we’re to be entertained By a seal whose mistress has him trained. LaVerta Reddeman’s done quite well With her trained animal, Oscar, in this land of—Do Tell! Who’s coming to assist this sweet, luscious girl? It’s none other than red-headed Dorothy Dearie! And now there’s a big fellow on stage who looks mighty heavy! He’s giving a demonstration on the care of the Chevy. I’ve seen him before and—yes! Why surely It’s none other than Ted Peterson, to his pals known as “Burly.” We finish the meal and wander back to the street When in our wanderings whom should we meet? But Joe and John, wizards of science Who discovered why men are not all giants Up ahead there is a steeple And faintly I see a crowd of people. It’s a strange place for a church. Does it have a parson? You don’t say! You mean he's Don Larson! Do tell! Who’d have thought that when The Decision was made He’d still be praying for that good English grade! Then of course, w'here would we be If we didn’t run into “City Slicker Hisey”? She hums “Mairzy Doats,” they say, it’s her song.” And to accompany her she takes Marianne Rux along! She has a piano the size of a pencil And her music is written on Flashlite Stencil. Lealand, old boy, let us journey back To the old ferry man, our plane and the track Sd that I might rest, please don’t disturb me, Yours very truly, Flora B. Kirby.

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I’ve heard that since the loss of a meteor, Louise is keeping books for Saint Peter. Extra, Extra!!!” shouts someone on the corner, I look, and it’s not Jack Horner. It’s Louise Mitchell, who, I’ll guess Is printing the “Heaven Herald” on her own 1-A press. Why are we stopping, Lealand, my friend? We’re not out of gas, and I’m not yet to the end. You say we must pay to re-enter our zone? And we have no money to go on home? But the keeper looks to be a friend Why, it’s Howard Thompson, delighted no end. He’ll let us through ’cause he’s no fool Still wearing his hair short to keep his head cool. Down we drop! The air is thick We’re nearing home, the heat is terrific. I he towns seem familiar, but we have yet to see The rest of the kids of the class, so we Continue our trip made especially for us And drop to the land this side of Orcus Some of the judges couldn't decide What to do with some of our class who have died. They’re waiting breathlessly, the tension is keen The finals are brought by the saintly dean Who turns out to be that highly scholar None other than long-parted Lyle'Zahler. Lee, go see if we might pass on To that land of heat far from the sun. You have my permission,” friend Howard states, “Go see the ferry man about time and rates.” You’ll find him there,” and he points with his staff To a little short man, and we all start to laugh. We ask. Who would have expected to see you here? Do you like your new job? You had no choice, we hear.” 1 like it fine. It’s O. K.., I guess. I wished I’d never cussed the Lake Stevens printing press. That’s what landed me in this hottest of places But I’ll take you across for a couple of pesos.” As we alight from our journey across the Styx We thank him for getting us out of a fix. As he goes out of sight Ave wave our hand At the ferry man, Junious Hagglund. What’s that I hear? Well, I swan! It’s the sound of a trombone—the horn of horns— Familiar and true! It sounds so well It must be played by Maestro Hadsell!

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Looking Forward The patrons of the Lake Stevens Schools made an outstanding record at the polls in the general election last November 5, and demonstrated their unqualified support of the educational program of this school system by registering an unusually heavy vote for two propositions that were presented to the voters for the purpose of raising revenue to improve build- ing facilities of the district. Proposition 1 authorized the issuance of bonds and Proposition 2 provided for a 20-mill special tax levy to be collected in 1948. Official count of ballots registered a total of 833 votes for bonds and 149 opposed with 754 for special levy and 170 opposed. Passage of the two revenue measures provides approximately $46,000 of local funds. It is hoped that this amount will be matched with state funds to make a total of $185,000. Our school board has been considering building plans since 1940 and has been looking forward to the time when financial conditions would make it possible to put the plans into operation. Exceptionally high building costs at the present time, however, do not permit the construction of all antici- pated improvements; nevertheless, the board plans to proceed as far as possible with funds that are available. School directors and superintendent wish to take this opportunity again to thank the committees of teachers, students and parents who worked so effectively in acquainting the community with the needs of the schools and to express appreciation to the residents of the district for their splendid record in voting for the revenue measures.