Neptune High School - Yearbook (Neptune, OH)

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! .. ., - ,N - V 'i 105' U u 3 J . ' 5 JLWUH In September, 1946, thirteen green freshmen entered Neptune High School. We entered with the attitude that we During the year Marilyn Meihls, twelve to finish Marlene Frahm as we lost a member of our were climbing and not clinging. class, who moved to Mendon. This left climbing their way up. We chose our president with Mr. Grice as class adviser. The next fall when we again entered the halls of Neptune High School, there were only ten of us to keep on climbing. Bob Grice had moved and Hubert Allen had also left. This year we chose Dorothy Harner to direct our activities with Miss Bair as class adviser. Beginning our junior year we still had ten in our class. There were seven girls and three boys. At the This was the beginning of greater activities for us. We chose as our president Dorothy Harner to lead us through these activities with Miss Bair as our adviser. We presented our class play, UMr Beane From Lima,U on November l2. On May 13 we enter- tained the seniors with a reception. The banquet was held in the Crystal Boom, Argonne Hotel, Lima. beginning of our senior year we still had ten members in our class. During the year we lost one of our classmates, John Braun. Although we had lost one, we still continued climbing upward. Many things occurred this year. We had our pictures taken at the Agler Studio, Van Wert, Ohio. We chose our commencement speaker and decided other smaller things that go along with the closing of our high school days. Bob Wurster was chosen as president to lead us through our senior year. Miss Bair was again our sponsor to help us solve our problems. On April lb and l5 we gave our class play entitled NGone With The Girlsn with Miss Bair as director. On May 5 a reception was held in our honor by the juniors at the Argonne Hotel in Lima. We are look- ing forward to our trip to New York City as soon as school is out. All of us are thrilled about it. At the close of the year we look back realizing that we have finished climbing one ladder. We still have another ladder to climb. It is the ladder of life. We must keep on climbing and not clinging. In one way we are hapiy to see our school days come to an end, but in another we are sorry to think that

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l l I L llmwl.. -- it is all over. We have had many experiences through high school. It is from these experiences that we will be able to keep on climbing. We are out in the world now, the goal we must reach, we can reach by climbing and not clinging. H4459 PQUPH EH As the class of 1950 was contemplating its com- ing commencement exercises, it fell to my lot to forcast the future of these fair damsels and gallant young men. After endeavoring to cultivate what is commonly known as Nsecond sight,u I concluded that prophetic vision was not my strongest point, but in the summer of l9?S, nearly a quarter century later, it was my good fortune to learn the fate of those young ladies and gentlemen who were once carefree happy school girls and boys in the dear old historic town of Neptune. It came about in this way. As manager of the Rike's Deoartment Store, I was called out West on business. While passing through the State of Wyoming the train was wrecked and the passengers were obliged to alight at a small station. I wandered about the place, impatiently waiting for the outward bound train, when I noticed a big black cloud in the north. Almost immediately everything grew dark, and I felt myself being whirled around and lifted very rapidly upward. After what seemed an hour of constant whirling, I found myself in a strange place. When I dared look around, I espied an old man coming toward me. He had a long white beard which reached nearly to the ground. He inquired who I was and whence I came. I told him and he said: nYou are now on one of the inferior planets, of which I am the high priest. You came to me in a cycloneg there is but one way to return. That is by allowing yourself to be put into a trance.H To this I readily consented. The high priest made some cabalistic signs, and soon I felt drow- siness. The first thing I realized was that I was in a strange city, and lol as I walked up the street I met an exceedingly stout lady pushing a go-cart She immediately recognized me, but it was some time before I could convince myself that it was my old classmate, Norma Matthews. Norma told me she mar- ried a man from Van Wert by the name of Dave Owens. She said she wished she was a stenographer instead of a married woman. She thought she was going to get a divorce soon.