Lowellville High School - Echo Yearbook (Lowellville, OH)

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Tim Balm CQNVERSION Look, God, I have never spoken to you . . . But now . . . I want to say, I-Iow do you do. You see, God, they told me You didn't exist . . . And like a fool . . . I believed all of this. Last night from a shell-hole I saw Your sky . . I figured right then, they had told me a lie. I-lad I taken time to see the things You made, I'd know they weren't calling a spade a spade. I wonder, God, if you'd shake my hand . . . Somehow . . . I feel that You will understand. Funny . . . I had to come to this hellish place, Before I had the time to see Your face. Well, I guess there isn't much more to say, But I'm sure glad, God, I met You today. I guess the zero hour will soon be here. But Im not afraid since I know You're near. The signal! . . . Well, God, I'll have to go. I like you lots . . . This I want You to know . Look, now . . . this will be a horrible fight . . Who knows . . . I may come to Your house tonight. Though I wasn't friendly with You before. I wonder, God . . . if You'd wait at Your door. Look . . . I'm crying! Me, Shedding tears! I wish I'd known You these many years. Vlfell, I will have to go now, God . . . good-bye. Strange . . . since I met You . . . I'm not afraid to die .... V -Frances Angermayer Page fifteen

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' Fl-lae Eelao fir' '4 ' OUR BOYS Their names are written in our books, Their initials are Carved in the wood of our desks, Their footsteps and voices still echo through the halls Once they were here, within these walls. Loving life and planning tor the future, They gave their lives for their country. These memories leaving tears to our reyes. Remember them? Once they, too, were students here. Happy, laughing, with never a care, Save, how to get their lessons done, Before they wenl to have their lun. They're gone now--they went to war, They loved life, but loved their country more. - -Loretta Cook IN MEMORHXM The flowers bloom again, the land is green anew, and summers tread Mo-ves softly now, with subtle hand, Reviving all-except the deadl Beneath the touch ot failing rains that rustle in, the warmth of sun lnclining now its: golden grains . . . They rest aboveq the day is done. On other days they knew the smell of battle, heard the cannon's roar Their deadly songs, but now the knell of lite has tolled. They tight no more Oh, let us not allow our hearts to long forget their deeds, instead with the strength that love imparts to man lor man--'revive the dead. I wonder why the buds appear upon their stems? With all so still, They wither not, nor disappear Life marches on, life always will. ---William H. von Dreele, lr. Page fourteen

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Tim Ears LOWELLVILLE IN THE WAR Lowellville is proud of the part it has played in the 'I Y.A ar-and rightly so. lt's people have proven patriotic and courageous by contributing their sons as Well as succeding in all War Loan Drives. Every family shared the burden to bring victory. Men and Women have Worked in defense plants and the children have helped collect Waste fats, Waste pa- per and have willingly given their help when called upon. These people not only gave what they could, but also have endured many inconveniences, such as the shortage of sugar, gasoline, and household articles. But none can compare with difficulties endured by our boys. Our boys willingly gave their services to help their country after that fateful day of December 7, 1941. All the 600 boys of this community made a part of our Army, Navy and Marine Corps. These boys have served all over the World-Europe, Afri- ca, the Pacific, and the Orient. Now that the strife is over, our boys are return- ing and it Will be the job of Lowellville to make its returning veterans feel at home again and take their place in the community affairs. WORLD WAR ll 1941--1945 Page sixteen