Sheffield High School - Wolverine Yearbook (Sheffield, PA)

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fra rrp EETEGDR me Dorothy Johnston Gillmert Gustafson Sanford Secor - - Mr. KI. E. MacDonald Beatrice Epstein John Mead - Elizabeth Renninger - Thomas Malone Gladys Steele Dorris Stevenson - Girl's Athletic Editor Business Manager .Assistant Business Manager Faculty Advisor - Editor-in-Chief Art Editor Assistant Editor - Boy's Athletic Editor - Assistant Circulation Manager Circulation Manager

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rpg... HLQ. - f - gf- :f - 'C --r-1-Q3 Q. - - 0' if Class of 23 History i . Q ' M 291-fe FSF' ' . ...BE ' :AR ' ' . .-fBti JJL ' 98' fivii IVE us a moment of your time, fair readers, and we shall unfold to your eyes the tale of a bunch of kids, the equal of whom, has not yet crossed the threshold of S. H. S. As you look this over, please don't take our name in vain, for its all here and its all true. VVe shall start with the eventful day of September 3, 1919, when, as a class, we first threw our hats inside the doors to stay for four long years. That day and the next few will long remain endeared to many a '23 man,-to those who came out of the hazing unscarred and with hatred in their hearts for all the classmen. It is not hard to recall our first class meeting, when, with such an accumulation of Swedes, Irish, woodhicks, and others, we were first tested to see how intelligent we could act. Vile left such an impression on Mr. Mitchell, that he felt it his duty to be our guardian angel there- after at all class functions. Our second year dawned bright for us, although we were somewhat diminished 'in numbers. Now we showed the upper classmen that we could initiate freshmen as well as they, and even the girls in our class tried to haze a little, too. Under the expert leadership of Miss Kester, we had numerous good times, including an excursion to Hathaway's one night for a weiner roast. During this term we selected our class colors-red and black-and class flower, the rose, after much debating on the subject. And now, a fraternity in our class comes to the front, namely the Roughnecks. Although but a year old, they proved their worth, and every time they were spoken of, we could not help but get a thrill. For a third time we came back to this noble institution for more knowledge, for which we are duly thankful. Our social season started off with a bang with a party at Beantown for Opal Kirkpatrick, and who doesn't remember Miss Norberg hauling Hazel out of the ditch while waiting for the last car. VVe were very prominent in a class scrap back of the school one noon which ended in a tug-of-war, and certain members of the class considered themselves lucky to get a piece of Mike's shirt when it was all over. And listen, Gold Bug cast, do you remember one rehearsal night, on the roof of dear old S. H. S.? By this time, numerous people in our class were expert athletes which was shown at the field meet, at the diamond, and also on the tennis and basketball courts. Many a time our class defeated the 9