North Branch High School - Bronconian Yearbook (North Branch, MI)

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MISS HAZEL E. PENDLETON Second Grade. B.S. Michigan State Normal College. MISS MINNIE RAUH Third Grade. Michigan State Normal College. MISS BETTY ANN WARREN Home Economics. B.S. Michi- gan State College. MR. LESLIE PESEK Agriculture, Veterans’insti - tute. B.S. Michigan State Col- lege; College Life Teaching Certificate; Smith-Hughes Vo- cational Teaching Certificate; M. S. Ohio State University. MR. JACK VINCENT Mathematics 7 and 8, Junior High Coach. Central Michigan College of Education. MISS MARGARET GLENORA WARREN Kindergarten. Central Michi gan College of Education. MRS. ALTA CLAYTON Office Clerk in Superintendent’s Office. MISS KATHLEEN M. BOWMAN Principal’s Secretary. MRS. GRACE RUSSELL Secretary to Board of Education. MRS. PHYLISS R. DOWLING English, All Grades Art. A.B. Manchester College; Indiana University.

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MR ROBERT F. GEIGER Science. Dennison University; University of Michigan; B.E. University of Toledo. MRS. AGNES HAMLIN Fifth Grade. Life Certificate; Western Michigan College of Education; Michigan State Normal College. MR. E. GEORGE GRANT Mathematics. Coach. B.S. Michigan State College. MISS GERTRUDE HARTLEY Junior High Social Studies. B. S. S.W. Tect School; Central Michigan College of Education. MRS. BERTHA W. HOCKING Commercial Subjects. B. Sc. Nebraska State University; Central Michigan College of Education; University of Michi- gan; Secondary Permanent. MR. GUY H. LAGROE English and Spanish. Bowdoin College; A.B. Bates College; Yale University; Cornell Uni- versity; University of Vermont. MRS. HAZEL L. MOORE First Grade. Michigan State Normal College. MR. EDWARD C. KREPPS Shop. B. S. Cenual Michigan College of Education. MRS. LUCILLE MITCHELL 4-5-6Grades. Central Michigan College of Education. MRS. EARL MURRAY Fourth Grade. Michigan State Normal College.

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THE SUPERINTENDENT’S MESSAGE Congratulations to the Seniors--My wishes for you are best expressed in a quotation from George Eliot, Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. What do we live for if not to make the world less difficult for each other? and in the follow- ing poem: THE BRIDGE BUILDER William Allen Dromgoole An old man, going a lone highway. Came at evening, cold and gray, To a chasm vast and deep and wide Through which was flowing a sullen tide. The old man crossed in the twilight dim, The sullen stream had no fears for him; But he turned when he reached the other side And built a bridge to span the tide. Old man, said a fellow traveler near, You are wasting your strength in building here. Your journey will end with the closing day. You never again must pass this way. You have crossed the chasm deep and wide, Why build this bridge at eventide? The builder lifted his old grey head. Good friend, in the path I have come, he said, There follows after me today A youth whose feet must pass this way. This chasm that has been naught for me To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be. He, too, must cross in the twilight dim. Good sir, I am building this bridge for him. You are now ready to begin your duties. As individuals you must assume the obligations of an active citizenship. I urge that you do this with a willing heart and an earnest mind. Public life should be among the highest and noblest ambitions. To promote the general wel- fare is to achieve the greatest of all bene- fits to one's Country. Failure is not a crime, but to aim low is a crime and remember It matters not what you do Make a nation or a shoe; For he who does an honest thing In God’s pure sight is a king. THE PRINCIPAL'S MESSAGE I think it was James Russell Lowell who once said, What is so rare as a day in June? Then if ever come perfect days -- . How true it is, for here you are at the end of a four-year cruise and it is graduation time and June first. You have been sailing along on quiet waters but you are about to leave the Bay of Safety and venture forth on the Ocean of Life, and some of you know just what port you are sailing toward while others are sailing for ports unknown. 9