Sewickley High School - Sewickley Yearbook (Herminie, PA)

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THE CLASS OF NINETEEN President FREDERICK ROTH Secretary BETSY RAINBOW Colors CORAL AND SILVER Valedictorian SCHUYLER ROBERTSON SELENA HOLTHAUS Song Writer ROBERT EVANS SCHUYLER ROBERTSON ROBERT MARTIN DEVERE JOHNS ROBERT EVANS Motto WE FINISH TO BEGIN Prophets Graduation Committee GRANVILLE GREEN Vice President LOIS WRIGHT Social Chairman CHARLES RUFF Flower NIADGE ROSE Salutatorian WILLIAM FOWLER BETTY WYNN Class Poet MARY KATE IVICIVIASTER MARGARET CAMERON PEARL WESTON MARGARET MCILVAIN BETTY WYNN CLASS SONG Dear old school, the time has come to leave you. Dear old school, we've tinished to begin now Dear old school, we hope this will not grieve you. Dear old school, our fortunes we'Ve to win now The outside roads are calling - Our futures lie within us They call to ventures new. To make them how we may. As we answer to that bidding, We'll plan for true successes. Farewell to thee, deal: old school. Farewell to thee, dear old school.

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HUNDRED AND Another year has rolled around, and the Class of 1937 is preparing to leave the familiar scenes of High School for the less familiar ones of Life. It makes us feel a little sad to realize that the gay times we have had in the past few years will soon be just a memory- but such a pleasant one! We entered as most other Freshmen, a trifle green and yet feeling most important. From the very first day, however, the class began to build the foundations which have been so durable. We worked mighty hard as heads of the Junior High and its Council, ambitious that our group should be the best ever. Our Sophomore year, at first, was somewhat of a let- down. We found that the upper classmen carried away most of the honors, and we were left sitting in the side-seats of the chapel. Nevertheless, undaunted, we soon found our feet and gave the others a race for their victories. Finally in our Junior year, we found our true place. Athletics, Forensic, Plays-all were new iields to con- quer. No longer feeling left-out of things, we advanced rapidly, making quite a name for ourselves as a class. We gave a successful Prom, while many of THIRTY-SEVEN our number were outstanding in the Mid-Year Play, various Sports, and Debating. And so, on to the crowning success - our Senior year! The front doors literally opened to admit us. The school showed its faith in us by the many duties placed upon our willing shoulders. Need we say we were and are proud of that trust. We feel that we have gained in other ways than mental only - in shouldering responsibility, in leading, in social ways and business-like methods, in friendliness and helpful- ness. As the last of these happiest of years draws to a close, we leave behind us to our advisors and helpers. the Faculty, our appreciation for leadership, guidance, helpfulness, and friendliness. To the school we leave all the things, big or little, that we have accomplished while we worked and played here. On the other hand, we take with us all the hope, ambition. courage, and spirit of fair-play which we have attained throughout our school life. So, with the words the best or noth- ing ever sounding in our ears, we boldly doff the School-day Cap and don the Cap of Life. L. A. W., '37 FINISHED TO BEGIN We are finished: and just for a while The thought of it saddens our smile. The years that have hurried by one after one We crowded with moments of laughter and fun, Of joy and of sadness. Each one had its place In bringing us nearer the end of the race. These memories will always endure In the hearts of old friends still secure The bright smile and gay whistle not gone, Will with us linger - live on. We are finished, but just to begin: Life is before us, and we're out to win. We are leaving together, to go out alone. From now on, the burden is only our own. We must leave now the portals that we hold so dear. Through the years we've been guided: now we're steering clear. We stand well equipped, poised as for flight Which will carry us onward, out of time, out of sight. Bue we can remember when time has gone by, Our comrades andfriendships of Old Sewihi.