St Casimir High School - Casmirecho Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

Page 25 text:

After Four Years Forty-five eager expectants filled the halls of St. Casimir High School in September, 1940. There are moments in one's life one never forgets. Initiation is such a moment in our diary. The finest spectacle viewed then was Eugenia's dancing c'ontortion with the broom. Two months later we forgot, for minutes at a time, our indignant experiences. One and all drank deeply from the Fount of Knowledge. Lunch hour became a time to look forward to for our fun-loving mass of humanity. Orange throwing became a favor- ite noon-hour sport. Our school days were interrupted now and then by a few days of freedom guaranteed under the Constitution as Armistice and Thanksgiving. We embarked on a three-week holiday after sponsoring the Christmas program. Nineteen forty-one found us more resolved. Bowling became a popu- lar sport with us. Added ventilation was sup- plied by Gerry and Dorothy as they whizzed by from the bowling, alley to beat the beii. When the St. Casimir baseball practice be- gan for the first time that spring, our c'lass was represented by Bernard Franuszewicz. Two more quarterly tests and we said, So long for a while. Still hearing the echoes of the school song, we returned again to occupy the Sophomore vacancy. Frequent sirens and persistent air- raid drills made us war-conscious. Election time approached and Sophomore classes were lighted with candidates' smiles and bright speeches. Helen S. and Stanley K. rose vic- torious. Typing was introduced to the sopho- mores for the first time. Everyone watched with awe as Mary F. drew up her own unique method of discovering and then landing on a key. By heritage we came into the power of doing unto others what others had done to us, and the initiation was a screaming suc- cess. The annual patron drive opened in the fall and for the second consecutive year our class won first place, much of the effort due to Eleanor N. who headed the list and With a few yea's and nay's during the assemblies, 0 Irene W. who was second highest. lot of waltzes and foxtrots at dances and a storm of Yea-a Team, during the basketball seasort, the second year of our high school came to an end too soon. We returned-carefree Juniors. Our num- ber had decreased to five boys and thirty- five girls. Our social calendar was forever occupied with dates of dances and other school activities. Home nursing became the spice of variety in our studies. Tickets went on sale weeks preceding the skating party. Around and around we went untilweOuch! Again it was Yea Team and this year Stan- ley K. and Leonard L. were art the Varsity. Our idea of optimism was to watch Josie and Margie trying to start Josie's car by pushing it. One of the fondest memories we cherish was the hike to Canada and all the fun that went with it. Members of the student coun- , cil participated in solving school problems. Class members took active part in preparing the Junior and Senior banquet. Final exams, and we bade farewell to the graduating Senior class and looked forward to occupy- ing their seats. Then came September and thirty-five of us walked into the room passing the maroon pennant designating us as the proud posses- fPleuse turn to page 2U Page 2.3

Page 24 text:

L. Grabowska F. Garbek J. Horozaniecka l. Kilian S. Kosinski E. Kosla P. Kraszewsko T. Helminska FLORENCE GARBEK, old:foshioned sweet- ness, shy, semper fidelis friend devotee of sin- cerity and The Sodolity. . . LEONA GRABOWSKA, a person youill love To know and know To iove-o SOUI of peace with itself and The world and God. . . THERESA HELMINSKA, quiet and friendly with bright ideas. . . JANETTE HOROZANIECKA, first honors for four years give 0 fair idea of Janeffe's mental ability. IRENE KILIAN, frisky, versatile, splashy red -c1li active odiectives you can think of, That's Irene. . . STANLEY KOSINSKI, quiet, a good sport, who is now doing a family job for Uncle Sam. . . EUGENIA KQSLA, whimsical and Sunny with lots of thought for others,- is it really any wonder she is Tops with us all? . . . PATRICIA KRASZEWSKA, deeply Th0ughfful and generous of heart always,- how we envied Tho? conspicuous smile and serenity of soul. . . ANGELINE KSION- ZEK, a wandering espiol, sedate and serious, re- Ticenf; no one peers into her hearT-her dreams are her very own. A. Ksionzek

Page 26 text:

OUT of St. Cosimir High School poured, in end- less stream, her graduates men destined to fly planes, to man destroyers, to people stagnonf trenches, to fire pompoms, howitzers, and mortars and many ultimately even to succumb to the curse of naked steel.