St Joseph High School - Annunciata Yearbook (Williamsport, PA)

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f6'he, I 93 3 .l.T.. L-Qnnunciata I GIRIIIHBUTMQ Heaven is not gained at a single hound, But we huild the ladder hy which we rise From the lonely earth to the vaulted skies As we mount to its summit round by round. GRADUATION DAY! a day long anticipated - the day on which we hope to take the Hrst sturdy step toward our goal of success. It doesn't seem possible that the years have rolled around so swiftlyg that so short a time ago we entered school, and now are leaving as graduates. We have worked side by side overcoming our trials and difficulties, and we are now about to mount to the top-most round. The staunch walls of the parish church are preparing to receive us on June ninth. Once more dignified Seniors will file up those aisles to leave as graduates. We shall be greeted by our Pastor, Father Leonard, who will present us with the diplomas so long desired. A pleasant glow of gratification to our esteemed Pastor will fill our hearts as we listen to his kindly counsel. Our thoughts will turn in loving gratitude to the faithful teachers who guided us through these happy years. Above all we shall raise our voices in prayerful thanksgiving to our Eucharistic King. MARGUERITE STOPPER THE DAIWWDIDIIL There's a pretty flower that grows in the Spring- Little we realize the joy it may bring. It waves in the breeze the whole day through- Beneath a sky of azure blue. Its golden head on a stalk so slender Nods and beckons with words most tender. The daifodil like a sunset rare Lifts our thoughts to a land more fair. JAMES O,CONNELL Twenty

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'Gho 1933 -lil Jzlnnunclata be! Marian was as old as he. His name wasn't J. Murtle -1 but 1 Yes it was -- John Martin. How long he stood at the open church door he never knew, but he was aroused by the people leaving the church. Wasn't Peggy Lynch dear? I say, Bill, who is that Lynch girl? What's her address? Her address is 109 Poplar Street. But lay off! She's my girl. When the door bell rang at 109 Poplar Street, Marian received the surprise of her life. On the threshold stood her twin brother, not dead as was reported, but only lost through his lapse of memory. What a glorious surprise! cried Peggy later in the evening. Mother, of all the gifts, Uncle Jack's return is surely the best. HELEN DUFFY THB JIEGDRGGDGIGIE-N GOOD QQIIRE you a thinker? Would you learn the causes of the world's present pitiful state? If so, The Forgotten God is the book for you. In these days of poverty, petty prejudices, and peculiar inactivity, it behooves us to utilize our leisure time in self-improvement. Nothing is a better aid to this end than the reading of good books. The Forgotten God by His Excellency, the Most Reverend Francis C. Kelley, Bishop of Oklahoma, is a book which should interest every man and women who thinks seriously. The Most Reverend Author states eternal truths in a simple manner within the grasp of the ordinary reader, yet pleasing to the educated mind. He embraces sub- jects which are of vital interest to all classes of society. Virtue, civilization, even the endurance of a people, depend on the mothers, daugh-- ters and sisters of a country. Bishop Kelley well expresses this acknowledged fact in the following quotation: What families are, States become. States cannot rise higher than the families upon which they rest and for whose welfare they exist . His chapter on The Goodness of God will touch the heart as well as satisfy the reason. The goodness of God, as we have seen, indirectly reaches all men by its general action through God's gift to nature, ,..,.... . the goodness of God works through the individual soul .,........ for the true gentleman is the saint, since he exhibits in his life and conduct the virtues of kindness, humility, honesty, purity and love. These are the virtues of the Saints. Moreover, his ideas on Education are most stimulating. Culture ...,.. is in the will, a .... spiritual faculty .... culture is the result of mastering ourselves. The Bishop-writer solves the question of the world's greatest need today in his chapter on Prayer .....,.. if we who are at least men of good will, would become of prayer, the world would soon find its salvation. It is not new plans and new taxes we need, but more prayers. It is not the greatness of genius that is wanting to us but the simplicity of humility. It is not an Augustus, a Richelieu, or a Mussolini, who is the world's greatest need. It is God. These are but fragments of the noble thoughts by which His Excellency enlightens the reader and revivifies devotion to The Forgotten God . PHILIP CALLAGHAN Nineteen

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Tihea 193 3 .. ,. cfllnnunciata ilmlrsirailoemo mr 11933 WE, the Class of 193 3, of Saint Joseph's High School, do hereby promise that we will be true to the ideals of our parish, our state, and our nationg we will strive to become good Christians as well as honorable citizens, and to abide by the laws of both Church and Stateg we will endeavor to take active part in the Catholic action of our parish as well as a live interest in the work and progress of our community, thus we shall prove to all that as graduates of Saint Joseph's High School, we are exemplary Catholics and loyal American citizens. JOHN NIERLE SEHGDGDLDAGIQIB Good-bye to those happy school days, Those days so full of joy I Now, they're slipping into the past Those days we all enjoyed. Every hour brought happiness, Every day, lessons old and newg Now, they'll cling to our memory, And cheer us when we're blue. Memories will linger with us When weathering life's rough ways. Then we'll cherish in our hearts The ideals of our school days. We are stepping o'er the threshold To start in life's new school, Armed with the strength of Justice Like Saint Joseph, our patron true. A MARION SHIRE Twenly-one