Spencerville High School - Echoes Yearbook (Spencerville, OH)

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Class History In September 1936, we started our first year of school. My, how excited we were that first day. We met Inez Wright, our first teacher, and became acquainted with the other kids we didn't know. The days flew and soon it was next year, then the next. Before we real- ized it the end of all our years at grade school had come, but we paused to look back on all the fun we had had. Remember the quarrels we used to have whether the boys or girls should get the basketball and football? Remember the day the movie cam- era broke down when we had our pictures taken? High School at last! Well, anyway, we're in junior high. If anyone sees a poor little lost seventh grader, please direct him to his next class. That first week out here was really hectic. everyone was lost. Next year soon came, we were eighth graders. and the freshmen! That is the year the Jennings kids came in. Betty Core was chosen as our Presi- dent and Bill Strayer, our Vice President. The year passed quickly with our activity nights and the Freshman and Sophomore wiener roast. Sophomore year! We finally got to go on a class trip. The day dawned wet and drippy four usual luckl, but we went anyway. Our trip took in Old Man's Cave. Rock House, Cantwell Cliffs, and of course, Conkles Hollow. Remember too! Poor Buckshot. Paul and Wilbur got their pants torn- good thing Mrs. Sarka had a needle and thread along. Dick Pickering fell down in the mud. Gee! Was he gooey! That year we put on a play night. It was a great success. The money we made set aside for the class memorial. Juniors! Two down-two to go. The year started with preparations for our class play. Jeanie, how's your football practice coming along? Say, Betty, did you get over your poison ivy all right? Ah! Class trip time again. This time we went to Dearborn and Detroit, Michigan, and across the bridge into Windsor, Canada. At Dearborn we went through the Edison Museum. Never did we see so many old fashioned things at one time. Next stop-Windsor. Canada. Wasn't that young cus- toms oflicer cute? Mrs. Sarka must have thought so too. Remember? She chased him around the bus! Mrs. Sarka!! Since we all had honest faces, they let us pass. We had only one hour there, but in that time about every- one had a souvenir to take home. On the road again, this time a short stop at Detroit where we saw a radio broadcast. Then-Home! No, the trip wasn't the end of our fun. We had our Junior and Senior Reception. The poor decoration committee stayed late-'till two o'clock- the night before the prom in order to decorate the gym. The ones on the program committee had it all ready. The whole affair was a real success! SENIORSH This year we chose our Class Memorial, a sound mirror. We gave a third toward it and a sum of money toward the purchase of stage curtains. Some of us participated in the Minstrel Show- Pickles , is you-all fellin' all right? Mose, did grandpa ever get the lawn mowed? Our class trip was to Columbus. There we went on a tour of the State Office Building, the Capitol. the Mental Deficient Home. the State Peniten- tiary, the Lincoln Building, and Lazarus. Weren't those escalators in Laz- arus fun to ride? Say. did anyone just happen to get lost? That is quite a large place, you know. Baccalaureate and Commencement are over and we have graduated! Good Luck to all, and may we meet again in the near future. Mary Mitchell. 16