Lincoln High School - Ellwoodian Yearbook (Ellwood City, PA)

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LINCQL HIGH Pefzlfcope HIS, in case you haven't looked on the cover, is the 1945 Ellwoodian. Our erudite land perhaps rather corny, volume this year is concerned mostly with PEOPLE. It is a pen-and-picture portrait of the 2000-odd members of the student body and the faculty t1t's a 31.75 portrait at thatl. Our Yearbook, however, is not a picture of the mass as a Whole, not a picture treating its 2000 subjects as a confederate and heterogenous proletariat, but a study of all our unique personalities, student and teacher alike. Iitterbug, basketball star, mathematical genius, chemistry shark, club president, faculty member, study- hall chalk thrower, and the quiet boy in the third row in English class, all go to make up our 31.75 portrait. But our analysis goes deeper than mere people. Activities, classes, sports, clubs, plays, absentee slips, warm beds on cold mornings, home room gossip, chemistry class-hydrogen sulfide 5 English literature, the agonizing, seemingly endless pause after being asked to do a problem, when one has not prepared one's lesson, assemblies 5 reading Newsweeks in government class, super butter- scotch-orange pineapple krunchy klondikes at football games, counterfeited laughter at the aged jokes of certain would-be comedians on the faculty, the strange sickly feeling you have when handed your report card, the terrible nervousness that assails you when you are making your first announcement over the public address system, your Hrst club meeting, the sensation everyone feels, but no one ever says anything about, when reading Chaucer, or Goldsmith, or Gray's Elegy, that this is realty great. These are the little things, along with a multitude of others, that no one ever thinks about. Yet these are the little things that we miss most deeply after we graduate. These are the little things, and the little people to whom we dedicate our 351.75 portrait. Quite a bit for SL75? Eh? F l

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R SAVINGS STAMPS 22, 1942, the Kiwanis Key Club, under the able sponsorship of announced that a booth for selling war savings stamps would be the first floor hall of our school. A few days after the announcement, who would have formerly spent their money for candy and cokes now invested their dimes, quarters, and dollars in their future-for we, the students of Lincoln High School, realize that this war is going to affect, drastically, the course of our future lives. As we look at the determined eyes and at the staunch figure of the minute man, pictured on the face of the war stamp, we realize how our forefathers fought to save this democracy for us, and we also realize that soon-yes, very soon-many of our carefree classmates will be fighting with the same determination and staunchness to preserve that democracy for the future. We students have privileges of which the Nazi-held youth of European schools haven't the least conception. YVe have been encouraged to indulge in competitive sports, thereby increasing a feeling of sportsmanship and fellowship, we have been permitted to think for ourselves and to develop alert, inquiring minds, we have been urged to feel good humored and trusting toward one another. America means so much to us in both the little things and big things that make our way of life. Thus, as high school students, we must all do our share to preserve America-our America with its free class-room discussions and its football games and its hot dog stands and its Mickey' Mouse and its Irving Berlin songs and all the other simple, human things that we young Americans have grown to love. mn, E.. 2' :L