Sacred Heart High School - Vine Leaves Yearbook (Vineland, NJ)

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A C£ t ELIZABETH MARGARET WALSH 77 S. Valley Avenue Bettie is a friend to all Tho’ into trouble they may fall. ') LILLIAN MARIE WATKINS 320 Elmer Street Small, dainty, with smiling eyes. Whose charming presence disperses sighs.”

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 Lassi cq MARGARET ROSE WAGNER Franklinville, N. J. Our “Margy” has a winning smile That is known for many a mile.

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Freshman Year It was a clear, bright September day in 1934 when we first entered Sacred Heart High portals. “Freshman Day” was the big social event of our year. Dressed as ordered by the illustrious Seniors, we made our way to school amid the laughter of the populace. Our green ribbons, mismated shoes and stock- ings made us a trifle conspicuous but nothing could daunt our spirit; there was no mistake made that day, as to who were the lower classmen. In the afternoon the Seniors conducted the Initiation Exercises, and then rewarded their “little brothers and sisters” with a treat of candy. The next step in our Social Calendar was our first prom. With a maximum of hope and a minimum of experience, arrayed in our finery we made our debut in the social whirl. Last, but not least, was our trip to Philadelphia, another day the memory of which will long be treasured. To be sure, the city officials failed to hand us the “Key” but that little discourtesy did not mar our joy. Before we could realize it the month of June had come and our first year of high school was over. Our baby-days” had ceased, and our hearts swelled with pride. Sophomore Days We found, when we began our second year, that all our classmates had not the opportunity to return, but those who had the good fortune to continue assumed the accepted “Sophomore Air”. Our pursuit of knowledge took us far afield and not always did we walk “in a garden”. Preserved not only in our mind but also in our olfactory sense is the memory of exploring the secrets of nature in the biology lab. It is not for us to say whether we were sophs or moros. At long last June—and Junior Year During our Junior Year social activities were at their peak. We attended many parties given by the class as well as several dances. On December 1, a one-act play “College Bred” was presented by our class.