Pen Argyl Area High School - Memoirs Yearbook (Pen Argyl, PA)

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Al,E'l'HlA M. STRUNK College PTI'Il1!lTIll0Ty filer' Club 135, Tri-Hi-Y 121, Yearbook Slnfl. 'V Lee always has a line of gab that will get her out ol' any dillieult situation. She is small but mighty and usually succeeds in everything she tries. XVith these qualities how can she fail in lile? SHIRLEY ANN TINNEY lfzzsizzrss Gln' Club 135, Tri-Hi-Y 135, Iianrl 12j, Cllenlzfaflw' 1lj, Yl'lll'lIUOk Slllfi. 4' Shirley is the liveliest girl in our class. She used to be a girl ol nlany loves, but not anymore. XVe wonder why she is so interested in trials. Could it be that she likes to see the l'vIury ? Good luck to our little strawberry blond. Vll.lA -IE.-XNNE NVIE.-XND College Pr1'jmmlory film' Club 13j. 4K Billie enjoys writing letters to her one and only. In lact, much of her spare time is spent in doing just that. YVC hope she fulfills her desire to see San Francisco, VIOLA D. ZANETTE iizzszdztss Tri-Hi-Y Yl'!1l'II00k Stall. 4' Lookie! Lookie! Here comes Cookie! She is noted for her well-groomed hair and variety ol shoes. Cookie Iorfcs to drive her lather's truck and pick potatoes. Are we kidding? Twsnrv-muse

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TWENTY-two JOSEPH ROGERS General Scientific Hi-Y f3j, Football llj, Basketball llj, Yearbook Stag. 'F Joe is one of the best liked boys in the class. His pleasing personality and witty remarks make him a very desirable companion at all affairs. He quotes the classics quite often. His favorite quota- tion is Tes4sie or not Tes-sie, that is the question. KENNETH L. SMALE Business Hi-Y l3j, Band Q2j, Yearbook Stag. 4' Ken's outbursts in Commercial Classes are a source of amusement to his fellow-classmates. He is always Well-dressed, even when clerking in thc Acme. Here's hoping his later life will be as happy as his school days. BARBARA SMITH Business Drum-Majorette QSJ, junior Prize Speaking, Year- book Stag. 4' Fuzzy is our favorite blonde. And a certain Doug thinks she is pretty nice, too. Fuzzy is one of the original members of the S.O.S. fSlaves ol Sinatraj club, butnhe isn't the only one whom she swoons over. Right, Fuzz? ETHEL A. SMITH General Seientigr Glee Club QSJ, Yearbook Stag. 41 Although Ethel comes to Pen Argyl High she leaves her heart in West Bangor. Since she is tak- ing Home Economics it is obvious what her plans for the future are. LESTER L. SMITH General Scientific Hi-l' QBJ, Yearbook Stag. Y If when walking through the hall you hear some- one saying L.S.M.F.T., you ought to know it means Lester Smith means liner technique. His blue eyes and blonde hair are what attracts the girls.

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Q lust arnatinn 5 In loving menzory of our clrzssnmle and friend, -lfflllflflf? Allufrl, who passed from out midsl in Num'1nI1m', Nirzeleerz Hun- dred and 1 m'ly-Il1r1'r'. THE CLASS OF FORTY-FIVE TWENTY-Foun 4-44? The flower which represents our class In all our fixture Zllld all our past, Is the white carnation, pure and fair, Wfhose fragrant odor fills the air. The white stands for the purity Wltieli all our members seem to seeg The green stands for our High School lVith all its happiness and tears. The odor which is rare and sweet, An odor that you'll surely meet, Is precious and secure to our mind, For in it one classmate we'll find. The hrst carnation of our class Alone we left into the past. To dwell in lands of lovely flowers Beneath the ivory twining bowers. She wore a smile on her face, She possessed loveliness in her grace. And so her name lives on with us, That we cannot forget her thus. So when the flowers we shall place Upon our gowns with elegant grace, And look into its radiant bloom, lVe'll think of all its fore-going doom. Each of us some day will meet l'Vilh this carnation on a street, lVhere life will never, never end, And goodness we will all defend. So as a flower may pass away As darkness comes at close of day, Once again the sun shall rise To break the darkness of the skies. In this flower we'll always see glean, just as she appeared to me, The one carnation sweet and rare That vanished 'mid the gloomy air. Alone amid the hills of grass, The lonely flower blooms at last, And throws its gleam along life's way, To guide us safely day by day. Years pass, but still the flower lives, For many happy thoughts ol love it git To those who loved but lost its bloom, Beneath the shelter of a room. yC2llAS 'es,