Palo Verde Union High School - Echo Yearbook (Blythe, CA)

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About 8:00 everyone got out for that last snow fight or tobog- gan ride. Man, did the snow fly! That terrific baseball arm of C. H. jones really made those snowballs hit their target. Poor Mr. Miller! Our bags all packed and the bus warmed up and ready we said our goodbys to the wonderful hosts and hostesses and headed back for Blythe. We screamed and sang our heads off all the way home. Arriving in Blythe, we let all the windows down and sang the Alma Mater of our favorite school. We all had ll wonderful time and the whole Senior class hopes that the class of l953, as well as all the rest, will have as much fun as we. Q , V we Y 7 x x ia. 3 e,e.fe...,ga'f .se dv Y r 550 f'3 . ,xgf Q fi 1 'T 'i

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I O W 0 enaor mln january 31 marked the night for which the Seniors had lt been waiting. It was the beginning of our traditional three day S ior Trip. The big going away dance was a great success. The a ious Seniors' kept running back and forth trying to get all tl' snow clothes together. As the big yellow bomb fthe Bush pul away from the dance there were envying tears in the eyes of lower classmen as they waved their sad goodbys. Loud singing and yells for such mild things as water ci tinued all the way to Indio, and where should our bus stop l next to a Soda Pop Truck - Unguatded. The bus was servii and the group was allowed ten minutes to stretch. As the bus pul out, one of our sponsors, Mr. Troutt seemed to be screaming abt some mere pop bottles, I wonder why??? We ate a hurried breakfast in Redlands and then started our way to Big Bear. At the first sign of snow we piled out as f as we could. The snow really flew. After a few minutes there, started on up to Big Bear. We arrived at Boulder Bay Lodge 9:00 A.M. We got our cabins and unpacked as fast as possible 2 were out in the snow for our first big snow fight. Amanda Fc Verma Lee Davis, and Joyce Bell, the expert photographers, ran over the place. The more brave ones boarded the bus and went to the Swiss Ski and Toboggan run. We all learned to stay up skis pretty well. If you saw Earl Husby come down on that tobi gan run, you'd have thought he was an expert. We had excelli meals at the lodge. That night fun was had by everyone, either taking in a show or basketball game, or just by staying home 2 playing poker. Joe Grimes and Marilyn Beard seemed to be ci sistent winners. Poor Mr. Troutt! Cabin 14 seemed to contain the early risers Saturday morni Maybe it was because both doors were wide open, with snoyv 2 wind blowing in. As Betty Southerland and Ruthie Farrage 1 outside'to gather clothes that had blown out, who do you th: were out posing in their P.j.'s? It was June Rogers and Natz Guptill, the Misses Cheesecake themselves. After breakfast eve one started for the hills with their toboggans and sleighs. Ev once in a while some of the unfortunate ones who got soal came running back for more dry clothes, and while going by cal No. 8 seemed to be pulled in by the beautiful aroma of hot c fee made by the Chief Chef of the crowd, Mary Poe. After lunch we boarded the bus to go up the chair lift or the ski and toboggan run. Casualties from skiing and toboggani were: Marilyn Beard, Ellen Hamilton, Maxine Martin, Frances B ler, who still hobbles along, and joe Grimes. One of the sadd things that happened was when Yvonne Peterson and Natalie G1 till lost their voices. That night was the night we had been waiting for. Everyc slicked up their prettiest, in riding pants, slacks, and dress pai with bright colored shirts, and sweaters and stocking caps, pi in the bus and headed for the Wigwam, where a real fine dai awaited. They had a real nice orchestra, and fun was had by eve one until about 1:00 when Mr. Miller reminded us of our jour: home the next day. When we got back to the cabins we all 3 into a big poker game over at Mr. Troutt's cabin, which las until about 4:00. We all plunged our way back through the ws deep snow and piled in bed. All except cabin No. 12, it was s jumping until about 5:00, so we hear. All was quiet for a few m utes over Boulder Bay Lodge.

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