Oakwood High School - Acorn Yearbook (Fithian, IL)

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Senior Class History IN the fall of 1922, seventy-one bright eyed, eager students entered the Freshman class of Oakwood Township High School. The Freshman class comprised one-half of the entire student body. Needless to say we were extremely proud of ourselves, although very bashful. After we had registered and were somewhat acquainted with High School life, we finally mustered up courage enough to hold a class meeting. We elected the usual class officers and chose as our class flower, “Tea Rose,” class colors “Old rose and silver,” and for our motto, “With the ropes of the past we shall ring the bells of the future.” After this we were not quite so backward and considered ourselves an important factor in the student body. The next fall when we entered as Sophomores our number was decreased to fifty-three, but still we claimed the honor of being the largest class in the school. This year we became prominent in athletics. We had ten men on the football squad, with five of them receiving letters and one being chosen captain-elect for the following year. We had seven members playing basketball. We also furnished several for the cast of the operetta, “Windmills of Holland.” In the fall of 1924 we again entered O. T. H. S., but this time with the desirable title of upper classmen. we were now in our Junior year. Of course the big event of this year was the Junior-Senior banquet. We again furnished quite a number of men for athletics. Our first play, “Engaged by Wednesday,” was well presented under the supervision of Miss Dorothy Munns. At last we attained the last step in our school career—that of a Senior. This being our last year we all determined to show our ability as scholars. Although our number has dwindled to thirty we will be the largest class to have graduated from 0. T. H. S. and of this we are justly proud. Much of our time this year has been devoted to the Annual and the Senior play, “Tempest and Sunshine.” We are now looking forward to the Commencement exercises which will be the most important event of our high school career and we shall always associate many happy memories with our days spent at our Alma Mater. Page Twenty-three

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THE ACORN 19 2 6 Class Will WE, the Seniors of 1926, do hereby give as our last will and testament the following statements of our bequests, the same to go into effect the third day after our commencement. I, Kenneth Crawford, do will and bequeath to Oscar Blue my much admired and envied, beautiful tight marcel. I, Edgar Gutteridge, do will and bequeath to Halden Eubank my perfect baby-doll, drug-store complexion. I, David Johnston, do will and bequeath to Richard Freeman, my delicate manners, reservedness and timidity. I, Claud Myers, do will and bequeath to Burney Loeffler, my ability as an athlete to take part in physical activities of O. T. H. S. I, Clarence Oakwood, do will and bequeath to Dallas Gossar, my ability to carry on a conversation, at any time, on any occasion. I, Ralph Snyder, do will and bequeath to Luther Canaday, my constant teasing and tormenting of the pretty girls of this school. I, Kelly Trimmell, do will and bequeath to Harold Shroyer, my Chevrolet, in order that he may have a car to escort my sister. I, Harry Williams, do will and bequeath to Harold Mason, my nerve to raise my voice above a whisper. I, Gertrude Balbach, do will and bequeath to Geraldine Allen my seat in the row when she has attained this dignified position. I, Edna Bock, do will and bequeath to Opal Dalbey my gift of genius for making up poetry for annuals. I, Jessie Cauldwell, do will and bequeath to Ruth McClain, my much envied and talked about dimples. I, Ruth Duke, do will and bequeath to Gladys Foley, my unceasing giggles. I, Mary Fahey, do will and bequeath to Lavon Duke, my position as the negro, in the class play. I, Ardith Fox, do will and bequeath to Alice Dalbey, my long sought for position as first violinist in the orchestra. I, Edith Fox, do will and bequeath to Lucille Lark, my gentle, quiet ways and sweet disposition. Page Twenty-four