Liberty High School - Lion Yearbook (Brentwood, CA)

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-A' L I DON'T CRY LITTLE SENIOR Class Poem There! littlo Senior, don't crygi You are receiving your diploma, I know, And gifts and invitations, Also sincere congratulations. But your tears will soon pass by-- ThereI little Seniorg don't cryil There!.little Senior, don't.cry5. You are leaving your school, I know, And the glad, happy ways, Of your high school days. But your dreams shall all come true, by and by-- Th9re'.little Senior, d6n't1cry!' There! little Senior, don't cry! Your heart is aching, I know, Things look blue to you, But don't give up until you're through. For heaven holds all for which you sigh-- There! little Senior, don't cry! Ramona Arata '29 CLASS FLOWER--Yellow Rose CLASS MOTTO--nBetter to lose the game, than win it at the loss of an ideal.H CLASS COLORS--Gold and White LIBERTY CTune of Mariel Liberty, the night is falling, Liberty The bell is tolling, and we are all recalling, With beating hearts and thrilling starts Our school in all its snlendor Its love so very tender, Our words we will surrender to you, Liberty. Liberty, the dawn is breaking, Liberty, We'll soon be waking, to find our hearts are aching, And tears will fall, as We recall Our school in all its sslendor Its love so very tender, Our words, we will surrender to you, Liberty. Laura Mantelli '29 AA

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ffzi 'I I 'Iikll HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1929 fter being away from dear Liberty High for five years, I went to visit it. Old Liberty looked fam- 0 iliar, but the students did not, although I could pick out one or two familiar faces from the crowd. fmwfk I wandered down the hall to the library, and from the e, I went into the English room. I sat down at one of the desks, and as I sat there, old memories returned to me. This room was our first major room into which were ordered as little green Freshmen, and we were told to stay. It was in this room that we became acquainted with each other and with the teachers. Mr. Nash, the principal, came into the room and told us some very frightening things which would happen to us if we broke certain rules. We kept these rules for'a time, but in a few weeks, we became a little more educated, and consequently, we did not heed them so strictly. We elected our class officers a few weeks after we had entered school. Most of us did not know each other very well yet, but we voted for the person with the most pleasant-sound- ing name. The person with this name must have been Elmer Gauger because he became our president. We elected Miss Rowe for our class advisor, and later she helped us over the rough places in excellent fashion. With Elmer Gauger, as president, and Miss Rowe, as our advisor, we proceeded very rapidly. We gave sales to raise money for our Sophomore Hop the next year. The upper classmen did not treat us so terribly roughly at the Freshies' Reception. We had several large students in our class, and I guess they were afraid of these big Freshmen. At the end of our Freshman year, we elected our president for the next year. Cynthia Burroughs was chosen. We began our Sophomore year with a nbangn. We were one step higher, and even though we were shunned by the upper class- men, we were above the lowly stage of the Freshmen, who now had to look up to us. This consoled us a little. Miss Rowe was still our class advisor. This year, we were looking Forward to our Sophomore Hop, and we started working on this right away because we wanted it to be a success. The night of the Sopho- more Hop, the auditorium was decorated like a forest, with a blue sky, a deer, trees and mountains in the distance. You may be sure that everyone had a good time. Near the end of this year, we elected our officers for the ensuing year, and Ted Dwelley was elected as our president. At the end of our Sophomore year, we experienced a great loss through the death of president, Ted Dwelley. We also lost our class advisor, Miss Rowe. She left to teach in Piedmont. I wandered from the English room into the Spanish room. This brought the memories of our Junior and Senior years, be- cause we changed our major room from the English room to the flflflflfIfVlflflAfl -- -1- - 1- '---nr 111' 'yuuri ' ' - '