Norway High School - Caduceus Yearbook (Norway, ME)

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JAMES FRANCIS VVILES Jake The World's against me, he said with a sigh, 4'Somebody stops every scheme that I tryf' Vocational Agricultural Club II, III, Dramatic Club II, IV, Public Speaking II, Class History 5 Debating II. Plans for future: Northeastern Univerq sity, Mechanical Engineering. LELAND ALFRED WITHAM Junk He has dimples in his cheeks, They are there Whenever he laughs or speaks. Commercial Commercial Club I, IIg Football IV 5 As- sistant Manager Basket Ball III. Plans for future: Undecided. LAWRENCE JACK YEATON Jackie For he is a jolly good fellow, No one can deny. Commercial Commercial Club I, II, III, Baseball II, III, IV, Winter Sports IV, Football IV, County Typewriting Contest III, IV. Plans for future: Bryant Sz Stratton Business College.

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THOMAS DONALD TERVO llT0m77 An enemy to none, a friend to all. College Preparatory Football II, III, IV5 Basket Ball IV. Plans for future: Undecided. 'GWENEVIEVE TRASK I 4 77 ' ' I chatter, chatter as I go. ' ' Commercial Commercial Club I, II, IIIg Glee Club I, IIg Dramatic Club II, IIIg Girls' Track Team IIIg Senior Drama. Plans' for future: Study Aviation. WALTER STEVENS TRUMAN ccshortyrr Serenely on he Wends his way, The same tomorrow as today. ' Commercial Commercial Club I, II. Plans for future: Undecided. ELSIE GERTRUDE WHEELER Of pensive thought and aspect pale. Commercial Plans for future: Undecided.

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