Port Huron High School - Student Yearbook (Port Huron, MI)

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Salutatory “The secret of success is constancy of purpose — ” After three years of extensive preparation, the good ship “Graduation” is about to set sail on the turbulent sea of life. We, as the crew, have fitted ourselves to face the problems of life. This was the goal we constantly strived for during our years in Port Huron High School. Before we leave for our future ports, we must thank the faculty for the benefits given to us by their constant aid. Without this we would have fallen short of our aim. By their untiring patience and constant striving to raise our ideals, they have given us a superior start in life. No faculty is capable of more. Let us look back for a while and revive in our memory pleasant thoughts of the days we have spent together. We have formed friendships that will be lasting throughout our life. We have had many enjoyable social times together, and everything was made as pleasant as possible for us. The sea was not entirley calm, but by the great efforts of the crew we have withstood the greatest number of storms. For a number of years our course has been charted out for us, and we have diligently striven to accomplish all we could. We must not let our success dim our purpose in life, and we must keep our ideals high. We must let nothing daunt us in striving for the goals we have set. Our ships have been made ready to send out, and only the future can tell how many will find their way to the port of “Success.” ADA ATKINS. January.

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Valedictory The lighthouse has always been a symbol of our school. For three years now its light has been guiding us, its bright rays endeavoring to keep us away from danger and disappointment. Those of us who have kept our eyes faith- fully on that beacon have now come to the harbor of graduation. From here on our paths separate. Some will go on to ports in which they will get more preparation before they begin their life’s work; others will start out at once making their own way in life. No longer can one lighthouse guide our sundry paths. And yet as we separate, there is a glow in our hearts; it is the remem- brance of three years of warm friendships, three years of help, advice, and encouragement from the faculty. We thank them for all of this. As we look out to sea, we realize that the weather is precarious and that it is difficult to start out on a trip at this time. There are a great many ships now competing for the supremacy of the sea; many are better than they were formerly, so that it is necessary for us to try to become better sailors, to learn to steer a straight course on the sea of life. Tennyson offers encouragement when he says, “Not in vain the distance beacons Forward, forward, let us range.” And so our ships are setting sail. We have taken Browning’s advice in which he said, “Ah, but a man’s reach must exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?” Ahead of us lies the open sea — beyond that, our goal. We have gained an impetus from the encouragement of the last years to start out to sea, a goal ahead of us; only the years to come can prove our grasp. EVELYN HOSKINS. January. Page Eight

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Valedictory This is the last formal meeting of our class, and it would be well if each one of us could express his last minute thoughts to the remainder of the class, but it has been the custom to choose one member to deliver a valedictory. At last we have arrived at the day towards which we have striven. Behind us lie four years of work, of friendship, and of pleasure. These years are now a thing of the past, but the mem- ories and associations formed during them shall always endure — they know no valedictory, no farewell. We have achieved our goal — Commencement Day. Commencement — the beginning. The long awaited day is in reality only the beginning, the beginning of our real work in life. We know what lies behind us, but who knows what lies before us? No one knows; no one wishes to know. For that is life — finding this out for ourselves. “Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Cates of Hercules; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: “Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Speak, Admiral, speak, what shall I say?“ “Why say, ‘Sail on! sail on! and on’!” These words, “Sail on!” are symbolic of our future. Behind us lies a happy past; before us lies “not the ghost of shores,” but whether these “shoreless seas” contain happiness or sorrow, good fortune or adversity, we must at all times “Sail on!” To you, our Faculty, we say farewell. We say it with mingled emotions. For four long years we worked under your direction and supervision, four of the most formative years of our lives. We absorbed your thoughts, your ideas and your ideals. You have become a part of us. Now we are parting, to chart new seas, to reach for unknown shores. It is a moment of great joy in our lives, yet there is also a feeling of sadness. Classmates, we are being graduated — we are beginning! The Book of Life is in front of us. The introduction has been finished, and the first page is being unveiled. As a class we have accomplished many things, set many new precedents. But now all that remains of our class are memories. Only memories, but ones that we shall look back to with happiness and satisfaction. Let us strive onward, endeavoring to do in the future even better than we have done in the past. He gained a world! he gave that world Its grandest lesson: “On! sail on!” BERNARD ADINOFF. June. Page Ten