McDonald High School - Roller Yearbook (McDonald, OH)

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Food For Thought Kindness begets kindness. Enjoyment is sharpened by toil. True selfhood rises above selfishness. There is no greatness without goodness. To be truly conservative, one must be progressive. Every teacher is concerned with the total life of the profession. Crime comes when ideals and aspirations are weaker than impulses and appetites. Training always precedes education and the neglect of it can cripple education. To be master of a word, the child must learn a new sound, a new symbol, and a new sense. The heart of education is the love of the individual teacher for the individual child. To interpret the school to parents and citizens is as much a part of the teacher's work as the instruction of children. KFrom Emerson's Essaysl Love is the basis of courtesy. -Manners. The only gift is a portion of thyself -Gifts. The only way to have a friend is to be one. -Friendship. You cannot do wrong without suffering wrong. -Compensation. What is the hardest task in the world? To think. -Intellect. They only who build on ideas, build for eternity. -Politics. The faith that stands on authority is not faith. The Over-Soul. The power of love, as the basis of a state, has never been tried. -Politics. Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. -Self-Reliance. That country is the fairest which is inhabited by the noblest minds. -Heroism. The sublime vision comes to the pure and simple soul in a clean and chaste body. -The Poet. Life is a series of surprises, and would not be worth taking or keeping if it were not. -Experience. Tho we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not. -Art. Trust men and they will be true to you: treat them greatly and they will show themselves great. -Prudence. AGE 16 l

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WILLIAM ELDRIDGE IANE CASALE IOHN MAYSAK There lies a deal oi deviltry beneath Those who know her best True hearted was he. his mild exterior. like her best. C.B-C- 47443 C.B.C. '47-'48-'49 Librarian '52-'53 Class President '47 :S '53 lr. Hi Basketball '47-'48-'49 G.A.A. '51-'52 hand '49-'SO-'51-'52-'53 Class President '52-'53 Chorus '49-'50-'5l4'52-'53 Orchestra '49-'SU-'51-'52-'53 Senior Scholarship Test '53 Class Secretary and Treasurer '53 Basketball '50-'51-'52-'53 Basketball '50-'51-'52-'53 Roller Staff '53 Track 'Sl-'52 Football '50-'51-'52 National Honor Society '53 Senior Scholarship Test '52 Prom Committee '52 Senior Scholarship Test '53 Class Reporter '52-'53 Prom Committee '52 Class Vice President '52-'53 Home-Coming Court '53 Boys' Glee Club '53 American Legion Essay Winner '53 CLASS HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1953 lt was a bright, sunny day in September, 1941, when we bid our mothers good-bye and hurried on to school. Miss Weikert greeted us with a big smile and we all settled down to the serious business of kindergarten. We even showed our skill by building houses out of wooden blocks. Remember Nancy, our doll? She was our pride and joy. We used to put her to bed and feed her and dress her. Then on to lirst grade and Miss Williams tMrs. Knezeak nowl and Miss Sherman. This year we were split into two dillerent grades, and how we hated it! Do you remember Bob Crouse and Bob Goodrich and the accidents they had? Boy! What a mess they made! Second grade meant real desks. We were big stuff then. Remember the thrill we used to get out of painting the big pictures Miss MacElroy made for us? Rose Durkin joined our happy crowd this year. On to the third grade and Miss Hinten, and boy! were we little devils! Hey, Punkey-how about that airplane ride she gave you! And say. Bill Eldridge-you surely do go a long way for your shoes, although Canada isn't too tar, now that we have jets. Bob White, Iohn Golubic, Martha Yothers, and Lynne Davis joined us. Fourth grade and the second floor. We were really big now. Remember Mrs. Reddinger's writing classes? And also how Peg Myers used to guard her purse ior her? What did she think ot the rest of us? This year we were honored by the presence ol three new pupils: Marion Vidak. Ronnie Wilson, and our joker, Bob Sell. Even way back then he was cracking jokes. On to the fifth grade and we were unbearable brats by then-tWe always were.J This year we had the Roush twins, and we never knew which one we were talking to. Remember Miss Albert's geography classes and her never-ending stories ol her South American tours? Sixth grade and we were the Kings of the grade school. Bebe Loblnger and Leo Bard joined us this year. We were all wrapped up in planning our graduation program. This gave us all a chance to show our hidden talents. No one could wait lor the summer to be over so that we could get inside the big building called McDonald High School. Mr. Hadley was our teacher this year, and what a job he had! Remember how we were always getting lost 'cause all the floors looked the same to us? This year Sharon Gahagan. Dick Muckridge, and Ed Bald- win joined us. Eighth grade and Leona Newhouse joined us. This year we thought we were pretty big, because we thought we knew all the ropes. And what we thought of those poor seventh graders-those underclassmen! Ninth grade. and Mr. Hadley was still our homeroom teacher-mainly because no other teacher could stand us. Mary Ann Benyo leit us this year to go to Niles. We were definitely the big wheels of the second floor. Tenth grade and again we were split up. Mr. Donaldson helped Mr. Hadley out-'we were just too much for one teacher to handle. Barb Brown and Eva Baal joined us this year. Eleventh grade, and this brought the event which we were all looking forward toAProm. lt was the biggest and the bestest prom in the history of M.H.S.-at least we thought so. And also we received our beautiful graduation rings. Were those poor underclassmen ever jealous ot us! Martha Ivy and Bob Allen joined us, and Bob Goodrich leit us because of illness. Twelfth grade and our goal was reached-we were seniors at last. Now our date book was filled-eeven bulging at the seams. First came our pictures. What a shock some ol us had! Next came invitationsfthen Prom. The juniors did a wonderful job, but it could never compare with ours!-but whose could? Then came the solemn baccalaureate. And finally that long-awaited day arrived-Graduation! Most of us cried, even though we had often thought oi quitting because things didn't go our way. But we all agree it surely summed up to be something wonderful, and we'll always look back on those days as the best days in our life. We'll never forget dear old M.H. S, by Carleen Ryan Peggy Myers Eileen Killen F-Acc 15