Lyons High School - Roar Yearbook (Lyons, OH)

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Saluialohi}, We, the Senior Class of 1948, are approaching our first mile stone tonight. The sign reads very clearly Life's Work—Straight Ahead. A sign below warns us Rough Road, Travel With Caution. We are leaving high school to prepare for our work in life. Some of us will go to college; others will go on into life's school to continue our education. From now on we shall be more or less on our own. So far we have had our teachers, our parents, and our friends to help us over the rough spots. Now we shall have to apply some of the things we have learned in school to help ourselves along the road. On our journey through s hool we have come upon a quiet shady lane which we have turned into while we have enjoyed our various school activ- ities. In this quiet lane we have learned to get along with people. We know we have to play the game fairly and square no matter what we do. Soon we are ready to continue our journey. In the past six years it has been quite a steep climb but everybody knew that he had a job to do in order to reach the top of the hill. When we were in the grades, we looked forward to the time when we would be in high school; but we never stopped to think how hard a journey it was going to be. It seems that the last two years have been much slower and seemed as if we never would get through. Now here we are at the top of the hill, but all we can see is another climb which is going to be much steeper. As yet the way looks rather hazy and foggy for the most of us, but through the haze we can see the top of the next hill where the sun is shining. The Senior Class of 1948 wishes to thank the teachers, the parents, the board of education, and anyone who has given us help and guidance to obtain our education. We know we can never repay you for all you have done for us, but to show our appreciation, we hope to become helpful and useful citizens of our community and country. ARDEN HALLETT.

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Uahdidtnhi Tonight is the beginning of a great adventure for us seniors. We are starting out on the rocky road of life. This time we go alone. For twelve years now, we seniors have been working, playing, and studying together. Now we must separate, each going his own way. Some of us may reach the height of success while others will never be well-known. But wherever we may go, I am sure none of us will ever forget the happy years we have spent together. Today the world is in confusion. There are many serious problems that must be solved. We seniors and all the rest of the young Americans stepping out into this world must help solve these problems. 1 hope that we have enough intelligence and courage to do this. The future for world peace is clouded and uncertain. A menacing war is looming ahead. Maybe, soon our boys will be in the armed forces again. No one knows what the future holds, but we all hope that it holds world peace and security. Once we obtain this security, it will be the duty of all of us young Americans to keep it. I think that we are all willing to accept thi3 responsibility. We seniors wish to thank all the teachers and parents for the patience and understanding they have given us through these twelve years. We realize that we should have accomplished very little had we not had their advice and cooperation. It seems that we have been waiting years for this wonderful night of grad- uation, but now that it is here and we realize that our school days are over, we do not want to leave. We have spent almost all our life here in this school; then suddenly we find we must leave it and go out into a strange world. At first we were bewildered and uncertain, but soon we shall become good citizens of the community. Now, it has come the time to say good-by to all our teachers and class- mates. May the coming classes hold as many dear memories of their school years as we do. SHIRLEY MILLER.

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(JLaAA, (phophsujy. It was 9:45 a. m. and time to board our plane bound for Africa. We were very much surprised as we boarded the plane, to be greeted by the pilot who was Warren Nichols. After he motors were warmed up, the ground crew man, who was Martin Richardson, removed the wheel blocks, we were finally on our way. We climbed in .l; by inch until we were to the height of 3 inches. We then settled back in our seats to enjoy our trip to Africa. After wa were settled very comfortably wc were greeted by the stewardess, who was Rose- mary S hnc'der. Our dinner was served at 12:66 noon time. The meal consisted of ox-tail soup and froq leqs. Yum! Yum! We refueled at a small jungle island where we were surprised to meet A den Hr 11 Pit as tho weatherman. We talked to him about the happy days of our life when we were attending Lyons High School. After we were refueled wo said Good by.” to him, and we were bound for Africa once mere. We landed at the great airport in Africa which was owned by Paul Vander- donck. We wore picked up by a 1914 Hup which was driven by Senator Hartsell of the Amazons. When our cab arrived at the Plazama Hotel which was owned by the multi-milionaire, Jack Leonard, we were taken by the bell- hop, Alyce Crowell, to a very nice room on the first floor to enjoy our first night on African ground. Eacause our baggage was extremely heavy, Miss Crowell had to get a wheel-barrow to take our suitcases to our rooms. The next mcming our guide, who was Bill Hoops, greeted us in a friendly manner, and we were soon off to the jungle. Our first stop was at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Dale Gleckler, who were formerly known as Dale Gleckler and Shirley Miller of Lyons. We did not know them for they looked as dark as the natives. As we went further into the jungle, we were bitten by a giant r' tila or an over grown mesruito. Wa were then taken to a doctor, Usha oh Kabonga, which in American means Gary Muck O'Neill. His nurse was Arlene Rathbun. Great was our surprise- this doctor cured us! After we got well, we then headed back to the good old United States and Lyons High School. Robert Onweller Ralph Meeker Howard Gallup