Lodi High School - Tiger Tales Yearbook (Lodi, OH)

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; hig ye OP a Et Cc) MARY BENNADER ““May-be”’ Unlearned she knows no schoolman’s subtle art No language, but the language of the heart. ARLEEN FETZER S Ditch True ease in playing comes from art, not chance. As those move easiest who have learned to dance. HULDAH KIME “Blondy”’ Reserve with frankness, art with truth allied; Courage, with softness, modesty with pride. CARL JACKSON pojacks: Fixed principles, with fancy ever new; Shake altogether, and it produces You. Coat a

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nS = WhYCOP ECH Oks 19 | Seniors MARY JANE BENNADER Mary Jane Bennader was born on the Chatham road one mile and a half from our village in the year 1899. Although she has always attended Lodi Publie schools; we know little of her school life up to the time of her entrance into High School when, like Blanche she decided the class of 718 was her choice and then waited for us. Her greatest interests rest in ath- letics and music. She has always been a star player on the basket ball team, and a heavy batter on the base ball team. In musical lines Mary displays great talent in playing both the piano and trombone. ARLEEN SMALLY FETZER Arleen Smalley Fetzer is still living in the house on Medina street where she was born the 18th day of October 1900. She had lived an ordinary life, went to school when she became five years of age and soon started to study music. When she entered High Schocl she immediately became interested in athletics and made the Basket Ball team when a Freshman. She still holds her position as forward in basket ball and plays as catcher on the baseball team. Though she is interested in many things, Arleen has not given up her music and expects to finish the teachers course soon. HULDA ELLEN KIME Another member of our class was born in Wayne County near West Salem, Ohio, on the seventh day of June 1900. We know little of her school life before she entered Lodi High School since before this she went. to a school near her home. We, her classmates have always looked toward her as a true and diligent student. Hulda is talented in many ways; she plays the piano and “moves the bow” with ease. She has great faith in those of her sex, as has already been shown by her intelligent discussions in the Civics Class room. Hulda stands for truth and loyalty, always up- holding the best interests of the class. CARL JACKSON Another honorable member of our class was born at Strongsville Feb. 11, 1898. He came to Lodi in time to start hisschoollife with us. Carl has been a very diligent and thoughtful student thus gaining knowledge from every scource. He carried first honors thru the grades, also in the Sophomore and Freshman years. He was Class president for three con- secutive years and we are exceedingly proud to say he is Editor-in-chief of “Hilltop Echoes.’ Owing to his manifold duties in other lines of work, Carl could not play regularly his position of center on the Basket Ball Team, but as treasurer of the Athletic Association kept us from going “into the hole.” Page 20

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IMS WILYCOP ECHOES 1993 The Sentor’s History We, the Seniors of the Lodi High School, who have been working for recommends, have a checkered history. We are a great class even the Juniors will admit it. In nineteen hundred and thirteen we entered upon a year which will never be forgotten.. We were the largest Freshman class in the history of the school and we knewit. It took the faculty just one year to discover how reliable and influential we were. Our class elections have been models of harmony and free from discord. But this is easily explained. The girls out numbered the boys, and girls, dear reader never quarrel. ‘Their one rule is to vote solid against anything suggested by the boys. In the process of elimination through which we have passed, many of our number have fallen. Only the fittest survive. To be sure, we have been brought this year to look more than ever before on the serious side of life. Bereavements are bound to come, even in ones High School experience, and this year we have been sadly stricken by the loss of our former classmate tay House. As we approach the end of our High School days, we look back longingly to the bright days that are gone, the class parties, the receptions and the sleigh rides, which are now things of the past. Such is our history. We have been a distinguished class all through our course. But we have elected our last snaps and soon we will be ‘fooling down the aisles of time.’’ But as we leave the scenes of our many joys and sorrows, we will take with us that love and admiration for the High School days, which, growing and deepening through the years, will keep us ever members of one body.—Kenneth Garberich. Page 22