Mount Lebanon High School - Lebanon Log Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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OUR STATUE OUR STATUE may be some- what on the quiet side, but it has proved its mettle many times to Mt. Lebanonites. Sophie Soph knows our two- some only as the halt-way notch in our miniature Grand Central Station, where l'll meetcha after school. lake Ir. and the statue aren't the strangers they were last year. By now Ir. associates certain very nice happenings with that spot . . . especially Tillie. Besides-it's the only thing on hand to greet him personally when he arrives in the morning-late. To Samson Sr. that spot's an old, well-known friend-like detention hall. Although he'll undoubtedly forget Macbeth's soliloquy, or l..avoisier's Law, he'll not forget his pals soon. To him they're a symbol of three happy years at Mt. L.

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COUNTRY Bernadette Wyrough, George Adair, and Marian Korb proudly welcome Mi. L. alumnus Capi. Paul Mullen. U. S. Marine Air Corps, who has distinguished him self in the Pacific fighiing. 7

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COMES TO LIFE FIRST period . . . that time of day for night around Pittsburgh? when your brain has more wide open spaces than the C lunch counter. . . had tripped up Mt. Lebanonites once again. And-to the disgust of some who hadn't read their Shakespeare, or just to the disgust of others, tempus wasn't fugiting as fast as it should have. But something was cooking at Mt. L's best-known twosome-Lebanore and her mandolin-toting son, Geoffrey-and not Home Ec. class's applesauce. LEBANORE: Well Geoffrey, after nineteen years of serving Mt. Lebanonites as public- leaning post number one, we're going to make a goodwill tour to decide whether we'd like to renew the lease or turn ourselves in to the scrap drive. IEFF: Dis here's our blue 'n golden oppor- tunity, huh Ma! LEBANORE: Thou hast said a mouthful, son. But come on, let's leave this peak to Pike. fFlapping her skirts like a parachutel-Getting off this pedestal almost floored me, but I've managed it nicely. IEFF: CDiving from his mandolin?-Ouchl Say Ma, I'm gettin' the feel of Mt. Lebanon the hard way! Well, here We are-what a break! LEBANORE: CPicking him up and shining him offl-It would have been if you'd have jumped much further. Honestly, Ieff, it's things like that that make my hair tarnish. But-be- fore we start, I'm going to give you the Thou Dosts and Thou Don'ts of polite etiquette, L and if you don't obey me, l'l1 show you that your mandolin can be used for other things beside plowing. IEFF: Aw Ma, the only reason I'm going is to protect you! LEBANORE: Yes, but who'll protect Mt. Lebanon from you? Well, let's go! But first I want to stop at the Medical Office and get an aspirin. IEFF: Got a headache? LEBANORE: No, but you're going to give me one before the day is over! And with a whoop that lifted the trophies from the shelves, Ieff was off-leaving in his wake a trail of sparks and a pursuing mama. tsl is ,- x Q . yt tl its