Savanna High School - Savannan Yearbook (Anaheim, CA)

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s.U.H.s. magna lg 19 2 STUDENT BODY COUNCIL Lauren Casaday ....... Verne Shilflet .... Dorothy Schuler .,.,.... Helen Nilson .....,.. Paul Nellsen ..........,,.. ,,,,,, C. E. Katemdahl ........ ,,,,,, Miss Lawton ...,..,...... ,.,,.. L. C. Edwards .......... ,,,,,, George Howden ......, ...... ............President ,,....Vice-President ..........,...,.......,...Secretary ................,..Magnet Editor .Student Representative .....,...............,..,.Treasurer Girls' Athletic Manager .Boys' Athletic Manager .Faculty Representative J . R. McKillop ....... .............,................. P rincipal The Student Body Council 'holds its regular meetings the second Tuesday evening in each month. At each meeting a financial report is submitted by the treasurer and all business affecting the Student Body is brought up and discussed. The decisions which are reached by the council are submitted to the students in the form of recommendations. This system avoids the loss of time that would result if Student Body problems were left to be solved in open meeting. Thirteen

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S.U.H.S.L2'5BY,I1B 1 19 2 SENIORS CLASS OFFICERS P3111 Ni8lSeH --------- -------........................... ............ P r esident Milam Shannon ................. ................................ V ice-President Leone Hemmingsen ---------------... ................. S ecretary-Treasurer Motto-The road called Toil leads to the city called Success Colors-Purple and Gold. Flower-Marechal Neil Rose. Senior Yell S-E-N-I-O-R-S Seniors '23 RA H CLASS POEM OF TWENTY-THREE Our days are numbered in thy thronging hall, Swiftly will they pass and come again no more. Then out from school to answer duty's call Perhaps at home or on some foreign shore But ever with that spirit full and free Embodied in the class of Nineteen Twenty-three. Oh! Selma Hi, on Whose last steps we stand, Wishing and recalling days now gone by. Hoping this last hour to lend a helping hand, That is the aim for which we want to strive. Uncertain tho' our future, hazy as a noonday sky, Its hopes are glorious as our goal which stands on high. Though many a year may come to pass And golden dreams will die and fade When struggles seem to conquer us, alas Then will the memory of a past, with golden joys inlaid Recall our youth and make us young again And that spirit full and free, shall soothe our cares and pain. But come! let's once again review those scenes so dear. Let our glad voices strike the hearkening ear. Then as the cadence softly falls We slowly leave the place that holds our hearts. Now open is the door unto the hall of fame And he that strives may therein place his name. We bid adieu, and say farewell to one and all Whose friendship sweet hath heightened Selmuls charm To young and old, to large and small Whose helping hands have kept us safe from harm. Om' last farewell! and grateful thanks to He ' Whose mighty hand doth guide the destmies of Twenty-three. RUDOLPH PETERSEN-'23 Fifteen