St John Central High School - Centralite Yearbook (Bellaire, OH)

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ri 9. njoioiojoioicxicxicriojivioiv Q 'e 011111031 102 H11 3111113131 101111: T H E L A M P A D I S T 1011 1011 10103 vi 101 1880--1930 SALUTATORY Rev. Fathers, Dear Sisters, Beloved Parents and Friends, it will hardly be necessary for me to give any explanation of our having invited you here this evening. I might in a long speech tell you that my classmates and I have finished the course of stu'dy prescribed for graduation from St. John'sg that we have exercised a little thought, some eagerness, and a great deal of study, which was accompanied by something of sacrifice and some- thing of joy. But you already know that school has been the all-important factor in our lives, dominating all other interests. For nine months out of every year it has ruled over us and kept us guessing during the other three what we would have to do when school would begin again. lt seems, then, that we should have a fitting celebration to mark the end of some- thing that has engaged so much of our attention and that has so long wound itself into our daily lives. How could we better celebrate such an event than by gathering our friends here this evening to make merry with us because we have reached the goal of school days. You will hear accounts of our doings from our annual, for such a class must have a history worth the telling, and where should it be told except from this stage? You will learn of our slow but illustrious rise to power, and we are sure the oncoming classes will be inspired with an increase of zeal to make a befitting history for themselves. You will hear our poem, our prophecy, our will, and our farewell. Someone has said, although I do not remember the elegant expression he used, that the man who has no song in his heart is sad indeed. So it is with a class. It would never do to have no song to sing for you. And no delectable prophecy! You were interested in us when we were in school, and since your presence here tonight proves that you have not lost that interest, we take it for granted that you are not indifferent about our future. However, because this is the jubilee year of St. John's School, we must forget about the present and the future for a while, and, like dutiful chil- dren, take a look into the glories of her past. We shall try to see things as they were and listen to the songs that were sung in the springtime of our Alma Mater. In conclusion, I want to say that we give you the heartiest welcome of which we are individually and collectively capable, and we would like to double that welcome to every one who will help to swell the choruses of the songs we sing, whether these songs be new or old. -Harold O'Donnell. D11Di1li1lioiuio101010qD1li4lZ0i1l11ri0i ioimxicriuioiuiuioin

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1104.-,:, rio rjo:o1ojojoj4 110101 rin 1880--1930 CLASS POEEM Because we are peppy, a class of today, We hope to go on in our confident way, To taste of adventure, To strive and achieve, Though many may censure, And faint hearts may grieve. We are not afraid in this life to push on, Because we are graduates of dear Old St. John's. In football and basketball we were right there, In drama and argument we gave our share, For we've been a class, Ever ready to fight, That honor may pass, To the green and the white. And under our class color, bright green and gold We'll always endeavor high standards to hold. Like wings of the morning the years have sped by, And now we are ending our days at Old Hig The parting sure grieves usp Dear teachers, farewell. The world that receives usg Will say you've done well. For always you've taught us to do what is right And cautioned us never to give up the fight. Farewell! Alma Mater, our eyes dim with tears To think of departing from these happy years, For 'tis with regret, That we bid you adieug May you never forget, That we dearly love you! And now we are leaving this old cherished place, With a heart full of courage, our future to face. Because we are ready, here's boosting our game! Here's luck to us, love to us, money and fame! But as we go questing, For visions that thrall, And weighing and testing The truth of them all, May sportsmanship guide us nor sever the tie, That binds us in spirit to old St. John's Hi! -Edna Addison, '30, -. T H E L A M P A D 1 S T,-.1-.,-1.-1,-ll...-.,-.,q.-. -.,-., rjojoixxiniojoiojf-1011 vioiojoicxiujuiojcjcriozo nioiojojojcxioiojojx .S

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1880--1930 A RENDEZVOUS WITH lLlllFlE We have reached, at last, the silver clear waters of graduation. We have come to the time in life when we must do for ourselvesg when our work is not just planned out by our teachersg a time when we stand alone to conquer all the difficulties we meet, whether great or small. We have successfully finished one portion of our lives. Our first con- flict is over and we have reaped our reward. The mere satisfaction of having accomplished a difficult task is enough to make us feel a secret pride and feel that in our next battle we shall, perhaps, be able to stand the storms when waves are rough. We go forth from the halls of our beloved Alma Mater like a victorious army, but with several regrets. During our stay we have learned to love the School and have made intimate friends from whom' it pains us to part. It is because of these, that a little lump, regardless of all resistance, seems to rise in our throats as we think of the last adieu. Though we are stepping from under the roof of our dear Old High, we shall always feel her guiding hand. In all our difficulties and hardships we shall try to be brave. We shall put heart and soul into whatever we attempt. We shall be loyal, honest and upright in all undertakings, living up to our motto, To be, rather than to seem. We resolve to keep in mind the significance of our colors, green and gold, that we may reach our goal with lofty ideals and purposes fulfilled. We are not able to express in words our appreciation of our beloved counselor, advisor, and companion, Father Wittman. With his encourge- ment in joys and sorrows, his share in all our successes and failures and his loving words of advice, we have no doubt that we shall travel the straight road. To those dear Sisters who for twelve years have been with us through thick and thin, teaching and advising, we humbly offer our heartfelt thanks, trusting that future deeds will prove the gratitude that cannot be expressed in mere words. We are not able even to intimate what is in our hearts in regard to our parents. Innumerable sacrifices were the means by which they enabled us to be here tonight, to have the honor of graduating at St. John'sg and we know it must be a pleasure to them to feel those hardships have not been in vain. My dear classmates, we must now begin to realize that our rendezvous with life is drawing near. We must go forth for our meeting with lofty ideals, high aims, and a readiness to make the world just a little bit better through our presence in it. All eyes will be upon us expecting to see some- thing worth while as a result of our twelve years' rich experience. It is our duty to satisfy these onlookers and prove to them that advantages lying before us will be a profit in all ways, and that broadened in mind, as we advance in years, we shall be a credit to our parents, our teachers, our friends and our Beloved Alma Mater. This, then, dear classmates, is our rendezvous with life. Let us go forth to meet it with loving hearts and willing hands, never relinquishing the vitality or pep that has always been accredited to us in the past, and St. John's will truly be able to feel proud of her graduates of 1930. -Margaret Glaser. I I I I I I I I ! I H zz: E11 F' 'nf E 'U as cn M ie I I I I I I I I I I I I I I ricioicnicrjoicxicxicxjojoicriciluiixienicviaricxjoioicrie I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I !.