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

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iQ W1U ,414 llufargefiable Qricml ,..,.- ELAINE SILFIES Our Senior year was deeply saddened by the passing of a beloved classmate. Elaine, whose presence was appreciated by all of us, possessed the qualities desired by any young lady. Perhaps our only solace lies in the opinion of Mme. de Stael, who wrote- We understand death for the first time when He puts his hand upon one whom we love. Thirteen

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Twelve ,4 Eherished Kcmembraucc Q92 GERALD BLAKE The death of Gerald, while only an eighth grader, brought sorrow to the class of 1950. Already the bonds of friendship had been established among the class members. This loss should remind us of Bryant's immortal words- Approach thy grave like one who wraps the drapery of his ' ' ' down to pleasant dreams. couch about him and lies

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fun .'--JS 'f -r. v Fourteen CLASS POEM UFOOTSTEPS IN THE HALLS OF FAME In '46 we started in And, my, how green were we! But while our whirling heads did spin We aimed our goal to see. While still the Freshman name we bore, We grew to love our high school's name NX'ith four more years in which to score Our fleeting marks in the Halls of Fame. In '47 as Sophomores, all, We felt our knowledge stronger growg In stature now no longer small We were beginning to be in the know , So onward ever onward Toward the upper goal we sought. The course becoming rougher As eagerly we fought. And now that we were juniors And half our goal was won, We settled down less grimly And had our share of fun. But oh, the crowning Glory, Of being the Senior Class. And thinking we could get away Vfith that well-known back talk sass. Now as we enter the home stretch The years have seemed to fly, And as we recall the last four years There is nothing left but a sigh. To all our teachers faithful Our thanks we would extend, For they have been our true friends Until the fateful end. The football games and dances, Christmas plays and parties, too, May all you lower classmen Have all these joys we knew. To classmates, Elaine and Gerald, Who too early left their earthly shrine To flower in God's garden, May all heavenly joys be thine. And now. Dear Alma Mater, We leave Thy Halls of Fameg May Fortune smile upon us And Fame attach our name. -Dick MATLOCK