Santa Paula High School - El Solano Yearbook (Santa Paula, CA)

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SAILING AS A SPORT Mr. Wegel conclucTed a hunTing expedi- Tion which reTurned bearing several sTar- Tish and a varieTy of sea urchins. A Tew daring individuals braved The dangers of The waves and wenT swimming, while oThers rowed The dory aroundas a means oT en- TerTainmenT. AT Two o'clock The ship weighed anchor and once more headed ouT Toward The open sea, This Time Tacing a sTiTT. gale and rough seas. Again Helen Jean was The TirsT down. She lay in The bow Tor a while, buT finally had To be carried down where she could lie on a nice, soTT bed, wiTh a roomy buckeT convenienTly placed. Caroline also re- clined wiTh her during The homeward Trip. Gwelda encounTered diTTiculTies in The way of keeping her cloThes dry. Finally The sailor who was on board oTFered her a pair oT his panTs, which she nonchalanTly ac- cepTed and wore. Among Those lying on Top of The cabin, Bill Lamanno disTinguished himself by The Trequency of his Trips To The rail. AniTa was wise enough To siT where The ocean was convenienTly near. True, Mary and CaTherine conTribuTed Their share. David Robinson, Roy Wilson, Vernon Duncan and Wallace McDiviTT showed a loT OT good sporTsmanship in Taking care oT The girls who were sick. They deserve a greaT deal oT crediT Tor Their soliciTous aTTenTion To The unTorTunaTe girls. Finally, aT nine-ThirTy, seven and a half hours aTTer leaving The island, The bedrag- gled group ioyously wenT ashore. AlThough The Trip had been long and The sea rough, alThough Taces were sunburned, TeeT weT. and sTomachs badly upseT, iT was unani- mously agreed ThaT The expediTion had been enTirely successful and was enjoyed by all. ANITA SHARP. Sixty-:ix SENIOR ALPHABET A is Tor Alice, on Roger she's sold. B is Tor Brock, whose jokes are so old. C is Tor CroTTy. who always is laTe. D is Tor Doris, her Tigure's her TaTe. E is Tor Eduard, so keen in his ways. F is Tor Freda, a blond, we hope, sTays. G is Tor Gill, in school he geTs by. l-T is Tor I-Turley, a girl very shy. I is Tor Ideals, our class has The besT. J is Tor Jimmie, who passes The TesTs. K is Tor Keene, The girl, Melba. we mean L is Tor Larnanno, who wiTh Mary is seen. M is Tor McDiviTT, a wiT iT is said. N is Tor noThing, iT's Tound in BIimp's head O is Tor Oscar, a guy oT greaT Tame. P is Tor Pusey. Charles is The name. Q is Tor quizz, a new name Tor exam. R is Tor RuTh, aT acTing no ham. S is Tor SweeTland, he's on Bobbie's hook T is Tor True, ediTor of This year book. U is Tor useless, ThaT name goes To Brown V is Tor Velma, she'll soon go To Town. W is Tor Weeks, wiTh his Ford he's a slicker X is like in maTh is always a sTicker. Y is Tor Yuma, a girl we've all meT. Z is Tor The lasT leTTer in The alphabeT. ROWENA REED.

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SAILING AS A SPORT A+ fhree o'clock on ihe morning of Sal- urday. March 24, a small group of s+uden+s huddled around 'rhe bus, discussing various ways of preven+ing sea-sickness. Oihers ioined +he group, and when 'rhey finally 'rolalled fifleen in number, Mr. Wegel an- nounced, Now we can sl'ar'r. However, +he perennial sophomore, Ver- non Duncan, occasioned a ien-minule wai+, and when he emerged from his domicile. carrying a large, burdensome sack, which assserledly held his lunch, he was greeied wi+h ieers from all sides. Then, wifhouf iurlher delay, 'rhe bus headed ou+ foward lhe wide, wide ocean. I+ was nearing +he hour of five when lhe members of 'rhe parfy finally 'fumbled ou+ al Sanla Barbara. Carrying luggage and coals of all descriplions, lhey walked our on +he breakwa+er fo where lay Hal Proc- 'ror's ship, Husky. They wenl aboard and 'rhe boar soon moved away from lhe shore. The sea was calm and smoo+h unfil, ou+- side fhe breakwaler, 'rhe swells became bigger and rougher-and less enjoyable. To Helen Jean Shipley goes +he honor of having been lhe lirsl lo hir lhe rail. Shorlly afler fhe swells became really no- ficeable, she made her firsi' lrip 'ro lhe rail, and kep+ if up all +he way over. Ver- non heroically 'fried 'ro make her comforl- able, buf soon he, Too, was beyond aid. Meanwhile, Mary Jamison, Caroline Gia- comazzi, True Jamison and Calherine Hur- ley were 'Feeling The eifecls of 'rhe bound- ing main. True had ihoughlliully broughi her camera, buf she was in no condirion 'ro lake snapshols of ofhers, so she handed her camera over fo David Robinson, who enjoyed himself af 'rhe expense of fhose less forlunaie. Anila Sharp, lying in fhe bow, kepf say- ing, Gee, 'lhis is fun! unlil she suddenly fel+ pale and leaned over fhe wa+er iusf in lime. Forresf Fulmer bravely paced fhe decks wifh a wer rag in one hand and a lemon in 'rhe ofher. He made a game fight bu'r his will power wasn'+ slrong enough and he finally gave up, much fo +he delighl of fhose who s'fill dared lo open lheir moulhs long enough fo laugh. Poor Mr. Wegell He lay by +he rail all Jrhe way over and occasionally was seen lo pul his head over fhe side of fhe boaf wirh an agonized expression on his face. Sanger Hedrick proved himself a good sailor. Mrs. Eakin and Wilbur Beckwifh weren'+ bolhered eilher. Jim Miller looked a lilfle pale, bul' his name, along wi+h rhose of Wallace McDiviH and David Rob- inson, belongs in fhe lisl of Those able +0 wirhsland 'rhe lisling and lurching of ihe ship. Gwelda Loyd and Doi Pardee deserve a few bouqueis for being The lasl' girls lo give up. Aboul an hour before ihe ship reached i'rs des'rina+ion, Gwelda assumed a picfuresque pose, leaning far, far over 'rhe rail. Dol' held our unlil 'rhe relurn frip, when she made several frenzied rushes in fhe direc+ion of lhe rail. Roy Wilson kepi his cheery counlenance par+ of +he way, buf he spenl' a good por- fion of lhe lrip lying on lhe deck, emi++ing an occasional groan which was ample ex- pression of 'rhe way he fell. Everyone was greally relieved fo reach dry land. and mosl of The parly are hearfy lunches. A couple of hours were spenf exploring 'rhe island and lying in lhe sand. Sixty--51'r

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