Manasquan High School - Treasure Yearbook (Manasquan, NJ)

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:' THE TREASURE CHEST -- But our hearts are sad and grieving, Heavy with the thoughts of leaving. Closing fast and tight the noble door. We would welcome education, We would welcome demonstiition. If we could be as we were before. For life's problems now are vexing. Daily growing more perplexing, And they will be lifted nevermore. But when life's way grows too dreary And our hearts are weak and weary, And we're cast along a rockbound shore. We shall find a solace nearing. ln our hearts there will be cheering, We shall be in memory as before Once again the Senior Class of yore Eager for what lies before The courageous seniors forevermore. ADDRESS 0F VYELCIDME By ,4R1'HU1f In KAUPE We, the class of 1940, are honored to have you with us tonight and we welcome you most cordially to these exercises which mark in so fitting a manner the close of our high school career. To some of you this may be nothing more than an hour of pleasant diversion. To our parents and relatives it is an evening full of pride and affection. To our teachers it is a time of mingled joy in our success and regret, we trust, over the necessary parting. But for us the occasion closes an epoch in our lives. A measured portion of sand has drifted through the hourglass of time. Words are inade- quate to express the conflicting emotions which we feel tonight. We rejoice that we have finished successfully another phase of our life. However, our triumphal song is in the minor key, for strains of parting have ever been plaintive. So, joy and sadness mingle within us as we bid farewell to these halls and classrooms which have sheltered us for four short years, and which we have grown to love. Tonight, with familiar gates closing behind us, we pause at lifeis crossroads to consider the smooth path we have just trod and to ponder the rugged trail we face. Until now our course has been a single one. straight and well-marked. Parents. teachers, and friends, we cannot quit this quiet path without thanking you from the bottom of our hearts for the privilege of having begun life on so straight and firm a footing. During these happy years we have been scarcely conscious of our own efforts in continuing forward. Our teachers have warned us most zealously of all the obstacles so sure to be met in the broader road of our onward course. They have shown us how to read the signs--how we must interpret them. Some of us may not reach the goal for which we are striving. But in aiming for this achievement we will find invaluable the knowledge we have acquired in Mana- squan High School. The foundation of our future lives is based on the learning our teachers have imparted to us here. However, not only the instructors should receive full credit. Uur devoted parents. with untiring patience and many sacrifices. have encouraged us to pursue our way faithfully, so that by successfully completing our work we have earned the right to be a part of this symbolic evening. which we feel privileged to share with you. our friends. Eleven

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THE TREASURE CHEST Ten CLASS POEM lay MULLY FR.41,1fY Early one September morning Shortly 'after the hour of dawning, A large group of lusty freshmen Tripped through this noble door. Full of life and full of vigor, Eager to sit down and figure Problems that were never solved before. How I look back ever thinking They will bother me no more They are solved forevermore. Still the second year is dancing In my memory entrancing We are seated in the class room as before. Problems grow much more perplexing, To our minds they grow more vexing. Itls our humble duty to implore. Only this and nothing more. We would like a nice vacation From the problems of inflation. Free from all the burdens that bore. Only this and nothing more. Once within the third year dreary, We were pondering weak and weary, All eyes cast upon the class room floor. Wrestling with tests that still resisted Though we manfully insisted ' And all mental powers enlisted. They remained unsolved for evermore. As we sat there gently napping. Witll our pencils slowly tapping, And our eyes upon the class room floor. Suddenly a great ovation I had found an explanation. I had found a great salvation, So I turned and whispered for assistance Classmate. just once more. 0, how well I do remember Early in a bleak November When we were the Senior Class of yorel How we thought that our salvation Woilld be the day of graduation And our troubles would be things of yorel 0, begone our demonstration! Finished is our education, All the problems that have gone before How I look back ever thinking They will bother me no more Free from care for evermorel

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THE TREASURE CHEST CLASS lllST0liY Puri' I by .4l,lE1'Vff CUSS Remembering that to many people, history is a rather dull subject except to those who have taken part in it personally, the historians of the class of 19410 will strive to be as brief as possible and to touch only those subjects which will be of interest to all assembled here. September 8. l936, saw one hundred thirty-nine boys and girls from many different districts gathering at Manasquan High School to take their place as Fresh- men within these well-known walls. How happy and excited we werel Our advisers, Miss Smith, Mr. Ciricolo, Mr. Scott, Mr. Oxenford and Mr. Petrokubi met us at the door and assigned us to our various homerooms. Thus our high school life began. At first we were confused by the size of the building and often got lost on our way to the various classrooms. Kindly patrolmen carefully guided us, however, and kept upper classmen from teasing or frightening us. Soon we learned to like having a different teacher for each subject and study period, and a different room for each period. Every class must be organized, so, a class meeting was soon called. Although we were not well acquainted with most of our classmates. we felt proud of our choice of oflicers. We elected Ioan Wilson, President, Richard Petit. Vice Presidentg Mary Bell. Secretary, and Kay Pierce. Treasurer. Since Freshmen are allowed to hold only one social event our first year was climaxed by the annual Freshman Frolic and Floor Show. This was a financial as well as a social success. Soon the happy months were over. months of study, toil. and struggle. and we were no longer humble Freshmen. We started our second year as dignified Sophomores, ready to face and conquer the problems set before us. How we enjoyed looking down on the young and in- experienced Freshmen who had taken our places. and wondered if we were really as green as they seemed to us. The first thing to he taken care of was the selection of class ofheers and again our choice was excellent. For President we elected Doris Haveng Vice President. Irving Bennett, Secretary, George Rogersg and Treasurer, Helen Emmons. This year seemed to be a more interesting one as far as clubs and activities were concerned. Now that we were sophomores we felt that we had more to say and we really entered into the spirit of the various affairs. Our most outstanding social event was the Sophomore Hop on March 18, l938. Through the aid of our helpful advisers. we conducted another successful dance. Soon another chapter of our high school life had closed and we were already looking forward to the next term when we would be upperclassmen. Yivelve