Santa Rosa High School - Echo Yearbook (Santa Rosa, CA)

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PrTTT Tet (Twenty-eight) THE ECHO a vg) LASS x 4 JUNIOR (

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THE ECHO ork weenen JUNIOR CLASS Time: - June, 1949. Place: A large city. Scene: A middle-aged man was sitting in an office, with his feet on a desk, and puffing on a cigar. Just at that moment one of his em- ployees entered the room, but he was not noticed by the man. Sud- denly the man began to talk aloud. “Well, well,” he began, “these are the last days of school for my boy, and how happy he seems to be. Only one more year of high school for him.” The listener drew nearer, and instinctively realized that he was about to hear of his boss’ high school days. “Just twenty-four years ago, I was like my boy, a member of the Junior Class of Santa Rosa High School.” He continued, “My, what a class that was! I remember how we had entered high school three years before, and had wandered about the interior of churches and lodge rooms with a dazed expression on our faces. To all this, his employee was listening with great interest. “In no time at all, we were traveling under the name of Sophomores, and a wide awake class. Activities? Ill say we were active! In ath- letics and scholarship we reigned supreme. This was especially true in basketball.” Then his face became a mass of smiles. He said, “The Junior year! And what a year! A round of pleasure! First came athletics. Why, Juniors constituted more than one half of the football team! We were also ably represented in track, baseball, and basketball. Then,” he went on, “came scholarship. It was also during this year that we entered our palatial new high school. Then came the warm days of June, and the realization that next year we would be dignified Seniors. “But then,” he said sorrowfully, “I haven’t time to discuss that now.” “Here, Miss Woods, get these letters out immediately.” So he hero- ically went back to work, and ceased dreaming for the day. Having heard the primary history of his employer’s class, the eavesdropper quietly slipped out the door, still unnoticed, and satisfied that his boss’ graduating class must have been a glorious success. George Feliz. (Twenty-seven)

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