Milton Township High School - Miltonian Yearbook (Milton Center, OH)

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' ' C Mu.'roN1fxND , SALUTATORY Parents, Members of the Board of Education, Teachers, Relatives, and Friends: We, the Class of Nineteen-hundred, thirty-seven ex- tend to you sincerest greetings and cordially welcome you to this, the closing scene of our career, as high school students. It is indeed, with deep gratitude and apprecia- tion, that we greet you on this evening, realizing that our days at Milton High have been made possible only by your untiring efforts, and sacrifice, For four years, we have pursued our course of study endeavoring to increase our knowledge, with victory as our aim, Tonight we have accomplished our task and have reach- ed our goal. As we go forth from school life, into lifefs school,victory shall continue to imspire us to still great er heights, The years that lie before us present further duties and obligations. Our high school education has formed a firm and solid .foundation of knowledge and character on which we shall be able to build our future activities. It has created a lasting impression in our minds, which shall be instrumental in shaping our destinies and determining our future success. It is our most earnest desire to take advantage of every opportunity afforded us that might make us more ef- ficient and capable of facing the problems of the world. Hopportunity when lost is never regainedn so we shall ac- cept its challenge willingly, and without hesitation. It is success, lifels greatest diploma, that we wish to attain and shall strive to win. UA voice comes down the blue, From every kindling peak, That calls us nobler work to do, And nobler goals to seek, To climb to loftier zonesg Where kings of earnest thought Reign, and still wrestle for new thrones, With purer gold inwrought. Forsaking, everywhere, The prizes cheaplier won, The eternal morn of true and pure Shall light us on and on, Till, over summits dim, In purple glooms afar, We see, through deepening glory, swim Our'victory?s morning star. 4 -4-Agnes Drummer C'19:5!,D -----

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VALEDICTORY Dear Parents, Friends, Relatives, Board of Education, Teachers, and Fellow Classmates: It is said that every rose has its thorn, every joy has its undercurrent of sorrow, certain it is that the Class of 1957 finds the pleasure of achievement dim ed by the severing of school and class companionships. We, the Class of 1957, come to the end of the road of our school daysgto the end of the road where many new roads are leading forth into the future. Some lead to the right, some to the left but the road which we all are striving for, is the Road to Success. Perhaps at times the road will be narrow and steep but as John Bunyan said, HBetter though difficult, the right way to go Than wrong, though easy, where the end is woe.U We thus far have had the helping hand of our parents who have guided our steps aright and who have helped to make it possible for us to be graduating here this evening. We wish to show our appreciation to our parents by our accom- plishments in life, by making the most of what we have. 'Tis the coward who stops at misfortuneg 'Tis the knave who changes each day, ' I 'Tis the fool who wins half the battle, Then throws all his chances away. Board of Education: To you we would express our thanks for the privileges for the courtesies management we have Knowledge to which our indebtedness in the future ter world in that we have been Members of the Faculty: In yeu've given us through our school and extended to this school we write an our class.Through your good which has been our Bank of I Owe You. We hope to pay by making this world a bet- a part of it. behalf of the Class of 1957 I would say we bid you farewell with sincere regret. You have shown much enthusiasm and interest in our advancement which has made our lessons a pleasure.Our school days have been so pleasant that it seems but yesterday that we start ed in the first grade looking forward to graduation. We shall ever look back with pleasure to the profitable hours we have spent under your instruction and may our character and knowledge which you have labored faithfully to give us be used to your honor and credit. And to Mr. Brand, our superintendent and class sponsor,who has guided us through our last year of school with exceeding patience and good advice, we wish to express our deepest gratitude. And lastly I bid you farewell, classmates. Though we shall never meet again as Seniors letfs not break the ties that have bound us together in the years of happiness at Milton High. And as we go forth into this large world upon various roads of life may we never forget our happy times at M. H. S. and those who have helped to make it so. NTO the shortest path and the longest lane there comes an end. Inevitable change brings the sweet, sad word---FAREWELL ---Bernice Edwards H

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CLASS HISTORY I wonft start out by talking about the green Freshmen who first aauntered through the Milton Twp. High School halls in the fall of l955. I still maintain that only the finished product can tell the story of an object's true value. Whether it was due to our greenness four years ago, or to rigourous study throughout our high school career, I do not know but I truthfully feel to-night that we are an alto -gether different group, our one big regret being that all of that group of twenty-five have not followed us to the end of that trail whose destination, at that time, was un- known. I realize that some in our group have progressed farther than others of us yet Andrew Jackson was once term- ed a stupid student by one of his teachers but the name of the instructor was never remembered. Remember, due to the fact that I wasn't personally acquainted with him, I'm sim- ply stating what I overheard one day in History class when a special report was in progress. Things went well for the first week of our high school life. During this brief period of time our class election occurred leaving the following names exposed as our offic- ers: Pres: Bob Bruce, V. Pres: Carl Meyers, Sec: Donald Neiling, Treas: Floyd Durliat, Student Council: Kathleen Gorfman and Jim Baumberger. Miss Grass was our class spon- SCT: No real excitement invaded the quiet of our peaceful arc of learning after the Freshman initiationis excitement had cooled off. We certainly showed them that if anyone could take the hard knocks without flinching we could. I believe any of us can still close our eyes and see that em- barrassed look on the Freshmen's faces as that barefoot par -ade progressed accross the floor. During the first semester of this year Mary Tyler and Andy Sterling started into school as two more Freshmen. When we returned to school after taking the exams of the first semester we found that Vance Porter had dropped from our group. Our life this year was very much routine. We studied and recited to the best of our ability. It seems that in whatever walk of life we may picture ourselves, there is al -ways a goal shining ahead of us. This year we strived un- ceasingly to show the upper classes that when they burned