McKinley High School - McKinleyite Yearbook (Canton, OH)

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eminiacence McKinley High, to you in silver song, We voice our praises for the happy hours We spent within your memoried walls, Where youth and joy and carefreeness were ours. We see the places where we laughed-and cried, The places we'll remember with our hearts, We view old scenes we'll never see the same, Remember faces, voices, games . . . comparts Of all that is good and fine and clean, A sportsmanship that rises over fears, A loyalty to school, and team, and us, A thing that's vital-lasting many years. The dear old Music Room, where many feet have waltzed In time to music, known the whistle of the ref, Where hearts have strained, and tried, and lost, and-won, Where many things depended on an iff, The stage where I Remember Maman played, And Marietta,,, and The Student Prince, Where Chimes of Normandyu rang out their tale, And famous speakers voiced their thoughts and hints, The smooth-floored gyms, the labs, the swimming pool, The teachers-well-loved mentors of our fate, The clubs, K. S. U. C., the Massillon game, The rallies, changing classes, being late. So when the hand of Time is heavy on our brows, W e'll all look back to these, our young dream-years McKinley, we will draw new strength from you, Shining white and clean through Ageis tears. A monument to all that's young and fine, A haunting dream of youth-eternal, strong, The taproot of our faith through Life's long span, We give you thanks once more in silver song. BETTY WALMSLEY. Page 1 3