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

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Honor Society We are proud to inscribe the names of the following pupils on the Pen Argyl High School Scroll of Scholastic Achievement: Back Row-Left to Right Frou! Row-Left to Right john E. Palmer Marilyn J. Brinton Eileen T. Kellow Virginia M. Celot Louise A. Uliana Kathryn V. Verona Albino B. Zanchettin, jr. Ethel M. Snyder Not pictured-Frederick I-I. Harding 17

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DONALD A. TOCKET Courso: 11:-noral. Clubs: Football 123 Did anyone soo Donald in school today? Always beting able to got out of a pinch, Tot-kot is suro to be- a suc- ot-ss in the Air Corps. KATHRYN VALERIE VERONA Course: Comme-t't'ial. Clubs: liusinoss Education Club 123. President 113: Junior llrize Speaking: Tri-Hi-Y 1333 Basketball 113: School l'lay 123: Business Manage-r ot' Yearbook Kindnoss and sinnority aro Kay's most admirable- traits, A Vivid pt-rsonality will hr-lp hor in sv v o r y t h i n 5: sho does. Sho has a Vary frit-ndly disposition. and will succt-4-d as a journalist. GLADYS MAY WARNER Course: Cornmort-ial. Clubs: Tri-Hi-Y 123: Iiusincss Edu- cation Club 123 Good acrobat on thc gym floor and a pc-rson who Makes you laugh with ht-r. Sho is also a Wliiz in hor math, for which shi- is noti-rl. MARLE NE J. WILLIAMS Course: Gonoral Sviontitic. Clubs: Photography 123, Christmas Pageant 113 Main de-liprht is Saturday night. She is Just a typic-ally grand girl, and Wt- find hor willing to co- operate always. LOUISE A. 'ULIANA Courso: Commorcial. Clubs: Tri-Hi-Y 133: Rusinf-ss Edu- cation Club 123: Yearbook Statt: Nr-wspaper Stafl' Laugh and the world laughs with you is A favorite- saying of Louise-'s, and Usually, under most cirrum- stanros, you can soc- ht-r come- smiling' through. LENA J. VISENTIN Course: General Scientific. Clubs: Cher-rloading' 133: 'Fri-Hi-Y 133: Business Edu- Qation Club 113: Glow Club 133: Mixed Chorus 1133 Priza Speaking, Fhotograpliy' Club 113 Like most people, vivacious, fun-loving Loo is usually soon Joking with friends. Slit- is Vory onthusiastic about he-r career as a dental hyfrion- ist. WILLIAM J. WENNING-ER Course: Gt-neral. Clubs: Football 143 With tht- co-operation of others, Dopo's main Job is to graduato, and Witliout Skinny's aid hs- would ho lost. ALBINO B. ZANCHETTIN, JR. Course: Collazo Preparatory. Clubs: Football Managor 133: Christmas Parte-ant 113: anoo Tilovk, is Ztf-alous in all ho dots ALICE J. ZANETTE Course: Gonoral Scientific. Clubs: Photography Club 123: Christmas Pageant 113 Aim ot' talontt-d Alico is to Join tht' World of fashion clt-sig'nin:.':. Sho Zips from hunting to-fishing' which are her main hob- bios. St-nior Vim- President Always noat in his apptai Bono. hailing from Joix

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Class Poem u '- ,I .. E .J-D! The Trail Wondering what we would find on this day, Climbing the hill all agog-on our way! Bustling along with a grin and a shout, XX'e were the seventh grade, just starting out. Learning the building was our first big chore Look into this door. then wander some more. Turn 'round a corner, curious of face, Gradually learning the run of the place. Finally settled. we started the grind, Pushing our pencils and trying to find Ways to ease off on the work to be done, Things that would help us to have some more fun. Time then went by like an old local train, One moment slowly, but then what a gain! Stretches of smooth track went gliding along. Mingled with bumps when-e'er something went wrong. Dances and sports gave us loads of good fun, Hardworking teachers, repeating their puns, Tried to make lighter the load that we bore, Stripped all the problems right down to the core. XX'e made new friends just as soon as we found Fellows from other towns joining the crowd. Going all together we worked toward our goal, Solving, creating and filling our role. Interest went to activities. clubs, Hobbies and work proved that we were not dubs. Following the trail we went on our way. Climbing the ladder a step every day. Rushing along through the seasons we went, Chasing, pursuing a scholarly bent. Gradually nearing the end of the line. With all our senses keyed up to the time, Vlfhen off! to the world all around us we'd fly, Wforking at this joh, and wondering why XX'e hadn't taken up some other course, Believing in innocence naught could be worse. Looking back fondly on days we had passed Vfith all the friends we had made in the last Half dozen years we had spent on this earth, All of us living for all we were worth, Vile shan't forget all the fun that we had, Even though sometimes we had to be bad. And mem'ry will never lose sight of that place, Our dear Alma Mater, where started our pace. -Frederick Harding l8