Monclova High School - Monclovian Yearbook (Monclova, OH)

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I slept long and very soundly, And just Judge of my surprise, When again after my slumber I opened up my drowsy eyes, I found myself in a cottage I had lived in long ago Ere I started out that morning On the curious quest to go. Yes, it was the old town, I had wearily laid down That e'er yet, I could not That the vision I had witne So you see dear friends and classmates That 'twas nothing but a dream I've been telling, howe'er natural And real it to you must seem, But in this world of wonders Dreams have often times come true So, who knows but this my vision May be realized by you. --Mary Strayer CLASS POEM We're through with small and petty things, We're out in the world at last with nothing more to guide us Than the teachings of our past. We trust we may make our teachers glad, That they taught us in years gone by And hope they'11 remember their lassies and lads With joy and a smile, not a sigh. We'll try to do what's right, To always do our best, To keep an eye in the future And turn our thoughts from the past. We promise our classmates and friends We'1l never be untrue with continuous thought for their friendship While we are making new. We choose our motto With no chagrin, Our aim is success Our hope is to win. Evelyn Wicks JOKES Paul Nailorz 'Have a cigarette, Junnie?' Junnie Black: 'No, I've given up smoking.n Paul Nailorz 'Yea, And what's her name?n Jewell Lintner: 'How is the mi1kmaid?' B111 Woods: 'It isn't made, mam, it comes from a cow.' A farmer named a pet rooster Robinson because he said it Cru-soe. .... ...... ..-g00- -.... -..-- I sprang up and sought the window That in what seemed years ago But the dream had been so life like, feel ssed Could be otherwise but real.

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'I CLASS PROPHECY They told me I must prophesy, But I know not what to do, For I was not born a prophet, Anymore than one of you, I had spent the day in study, And in thinking, hard and deep So I now, all worn and weary, Lay me down and fell asleep. I had lain there but a moment, In that slumber, calm and sweet, When I rose refreshed and strengthened And I stepped out upon the street, But I very soon discovered, That I was in a strange place For I saw not one known figure, Nor an old familiar face. I was in a mammoth city, By the site of which I knew That old New York, the nations glory, would stand but a feeble show, Great skyscrapers all about me, Aeroplanes through the air, Wonders far beyond conception Here and there and averywherel I could scarce believe my senses When I saw the airship line. Bore the well known name of nMonclovan While the same gleamed from each sign, And my eyes were opened wider, Than they'd ever been before, When-I saw a slip of paper Dated 1954. While I puzzled o'er this problem Staring 'round with open eyes, Looking for someone to question Of this marvelous surprise, I beheld near me a lady, Coming on with footsteps, slow, And I thought I would accost her And learn what I wished to know. As she came to me still nearer, I thought I had seen that face, Somewhere else, yet could not put it In exactly its right place, But at last she stood before me, And all wonder vanished quite, 'Twas my old chum, Evelyn Wicks, And I met her with delight. It was strange that I should see her, For the change in her was great, She was very tall and slender, While she moved with queenly state, She seemed quite surprised to see me, Said I had been long away, And gave me an invitation To remain with her that day. Her kind offer I accepted, And she hailed a flying car, Which we boarded, skimming swiftly Through the ether, fast and far, I watched the conductor closely 'Twas a lady, large and stout, Fully able to assist the Passengers step in and out. As she took my fare she knew me, And stood pointing out strange sights Clara Mae thus had proven Her belief in womens' rights. On the car a dude was sitting Toying with a poodle small, why! 'twas Bill Barton! I scarcely Would have known the man at all. Soon we flitted past a corner That looked like old times to me, For it was the well known corner Where our High School used to bel Now the place was changed to show The Beers' factory, twenty stories high And I noticed a small fish stand There as we were passing by. And behind the greasy counter Stood a man I knew at sight, Yes, for it was William Woods Shouting WFishn with all his might. I looked out at him in wonder, For whoever would have thought That our old time brilliant president Could to such a task be brought. But the whole day brought surprises Mary Jane and Charlotte were dancing on the stage, Catherine was an opera singer. Leo a fiddler, and.quite the rage. Grace an artist, Jewell an author And an old maid, prim and neat, Earnest and.Wilma had grown so very heavy, Anti-fat was all they'd eat. Curly was an iceman With mammoth great big feet, Junior was a policeman Who wasn't very neat. They ran around together No one ever asks them why They'1l probably be old bachelors Until they die. By and by we reached the house Where Evelyn lived--her husband too. He was a traveling salesman, Paul Nallor Who would've thought it? Wou1d've you? I was very tired and sleepy, So I felt that it was best, To withdraw myself a little For an hour or two of rest.

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1 JUNIORS: First How: Dorothea Cunningham, Lillian Holliher, Charles Jacob, Miss Windle, Frances Vitello, Martin Linn, Norma Naylor, Ruby Armbruster. Second Row: Billy Elliot, Mary Grossheim, Ernestine Olwick, Dorothy Butz, Edith Harkoom, Mary Butz, Howard Kutzly. Third Row: Glen walbolt, Jonn Mertes, Owen Wilder, Harold Beers, Richard Brown. JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY One day in September, a group of nGreen Freshmen,U or rather that was what the upper classmen called us, entered the Monclova High School. We did not become Nfull fledgedn high school students until after the regular HFreshmen Initiation Partyn. As Freshmen, with Miss Parish as our class advisor, we chose the follow- ing: Pres. Lillian Holliker, Vice Pres. Dorothea Cunningham, Sec. Norma Naylor, and Treas. Glen Walbolt. The following Sept. in l953we entered high school, a group of about 21 stu- dents. It was our turn with the HGreen Freshmen.H We chose Mr. Van Ausdale as our class advisor and spent a very successful year. We elected the following: Pres. Glen Walbolt, Vice Pres. Lillian Holliker, Sec. Frances Vitello, and Trees. Norma Naylor. we entered the Junior Class with more vim and vigor and violenceg looking for- ward to the Junior Play and Banquet. The group consisted of about 20 students. We chose Miss Windle as our class advisor and the following were elected: Pres. Frances Vitello, Vice Pres. Charles Jacobs, Treas. Martin Linn, Sec. Lillian Hol- liker, Social Chairman, Norma Naylor. A bright spot in the Junior year was the gathering at Side Cut Park. we all had a very pleasant evening. The Junior boys played good games on the basketball and baseball teamstds season and the girls participated in basketball. Colors: Cherry and Silver Flower: Carnation Motto: Labor Conquers All