Lancaster High School - Mirage Yearbook (Lancaster, OH)

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SENIORS HAROLD WAUGH— I om at free as nature's first man. EUGENE WEAVER — School moy a place of learning be. But it still affords good times for me. RUTH WEBB— As gentle os zephyrs, blowing below the violet. JANIS WEDGE— A face with gladness overspreod. NOEL WEIDNER— His talents ore of the more silent type. ROSE WELCH— Never on idle mo- ment. RUPERT WELLIVER— Good nature and good sonse must over ioin. CAROLYN WENDELL— Cheorfulness is an offshoot of goodness and wis- dom.” JERRY WFSTENBARGER — A public man of light and leading. JOAN WESTENHOUSER — She's o qood all-round sport, with many friends. KENNY WESTENHOUSER — A man after our own hearts. DENNIS WINNER— This is the thing that I was born to do. JIM WOLFINGER— Let's be gay while wo moy. JACK WOODS — Almost everything that is great has been done by youth. LOIS WOODS— So sweet and reliable in her discourse. EDGAR WORK— A proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day. JANE YATES— Thou hast the patience and the faith of a Saint. THELMA YENRICK— Good humor is goodness and wisdom combined. Pago Twenty-four

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SENIORS JOAN STEVERS— Neot os o pin ond blooming os o rose. JO ANNE STEWART— Silence Is the perfected herald of joy. MARTIN STICKFORD — Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind. CHARLES STOCKWELL — Awoke or asleep, he seems to enjoy life. SALLY STREET— Genteel in porsonoge. DOROTHY SUITER— By oil that's good ond glorious. IDA SWEET— Quiet, loving, true ond sweet. ROBERT THOMAS— His timo is for- ever. everywhere his place. LARRY THOMAS— The greater man. tho greater courtesy. DELMAS THOMPSON - He who in- vented work should hove finishod it. DEAN THROCKMORTON — Withdrew from school. PEGGY TILLER— A petite young miss with o winning way. GRETA TOLLIVER — A good-notured person is never out of piece. TOM TURNBULL— None but himself can be his parallel. RICHARD TYLER— So much one man can do thot does both act and know. FRED VEVERKA— 'To hove lived through it oil is to hove done something. BENNY WAITS— A true believer in the conservation of energy. LOIS WARTHMAN— Dork eyes run- ning over with glee. Page Twenty-threo

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CLASS POEM The fragile pastel of Spring's first shades Has spent itself ond slowly fades Into vivid hues of vibrant June. Slowly our senses owake to find We re leaving familiar things behind. Our high school days have passed too soon. How swiftly the seasons hove rolled post. Autumn's gold and Winter's blast Have come uncounted and then gone. We stand in owe before what seems The accomplishment of all our dreams. Before us breaks our future’s down. —Elaine Schneider Pago Twonty-five