Marcellus High School - Wildcats Yearbook (Marcellus, MI)

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VALEDICTGRY Fellow-students, Faculty, Parents and Friends: We are here tonight to take our final step together. We are commencing our lives in an unknown future where we will be going forward step by step, in- dividually building our life's stairway, striving to make each step more secure than the one before. The first individual step of our life will find some carrying on their education through collegeg some through the armed forces of our country, while the rest will divide among the various other walks of life. After this important single step will come many of meager importance, which at the present will seem superfluous, but will in the future help to build secure supports for the steps to come. These supports will be built from many unrealized and subconscious acts that we shall be doing. The association and close contact with people in the un- sheltered life to which we will be exposed, will help us to put people in their proper allocations. Many of the hardships and trials of life to which we are forced to find a solution for ourselves are encountered at this time. Before, these decisions had been either made for us or there had been direct influences which gave us the proper solutions. When we feel that our supports are strengthened enough to hold the balance of our structure, we shall venture forth shaping and fashioning our steps one after the other, making certain that each minute part is placed with the utmost accuracy. The shaping and fashioning of the different steps of each individual's stairway will vary according to the primary steps. A portion of us will construct our steps more rapidly than others, and ascend to fame and fortune. Others of us will go more slowly, but just as determined and with the same measure of security. We realize that our stairways will not be perfect all the way. There will be times when we shall have to repeat the building of certain parts of steps due to weaknesses unforeseen. This, however, will not be time lostg be-

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I, Warren Bowlby, leave my gift of gab to Rosemary Hice. I, Eleanore Mattke, leave my jitterbuggin-g to Richard Reigle. I, Betty Dolphin, leave my flirty ways to Verla Smith. I, Jack Bair, leave my mustache to June Bent. I, Lucille Castle, leave my demure ways to Jack Col- born. 'S I Myrtle Kn.app, leave my cheerleading ability to Frances Mattke. I. Marilyn Waltz, leave my hair do's to Betty Beadle. I, Margaret Streeter, leave my nickname, Mugs, to Mary Atherton. I, Harold Ritter, leave my dignity to Varetta Copen- haver. I. Mary Weiandt, leave my sweet disposition to Weslee Clemen-s. I, Malcolm Hirshey, leave my position as genius of the American Lit. class to whoever needs it. Richard Ivens, leave my cheerful smile to Doris Lewis. , Irene Reiff, leave my amazing vitality to Barbara Fuller. I Lorraine Myers, leave my Spanish translations to Bob Powers. . I. Fred Knapp, leave my Senior play fits to Abigail Schurtz. 1, Virginia Pfost leave my ability to get along with the teachers to Russell Wilson. Mildred Hartman, leave my dimples to Jack Abrams. Kenneth Reish, leave my quiet ways to Skinny Bainbridge. I. I I. I, To this document we herewith attach our seal, at the stroke of twelve 1123, on this the twenty-fifth day of May, in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hun- dred and Forty-four. We do also hereby appoint our school Wildcat as our chief executor and witness. --Eleanore Mattke

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cause we shall profit by .the experience, so there will not be a recurrence of the weakness.. As we each ascend our stairways, we shall try to fit each tomorrow in its proper place, leading ever toward our high goal, set when we took our initial steps alone. I am sure that we shall always continue to work upward, looking back only to remember the happy times in our earlier years. A We hope our life stairways will show our appreci- ation and thanks to our parents, teachers and friends, whose guidance and assistance helped us through these early years to get the right start in our building. Now is the time for us to say farewell to Marcellus High School and each other, as our meetings in the future will be very infrequent. As we go on our various ways, I think we can well keep in mind the thoughts given us in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem The Builders. -Virginia Pfost