St Josephs High School - Crest / Signet Yearbook (Garrett, IN)

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SALUTATORY In the heart of every boy and girl, who enters high schoo! prepared to acquire knowledge at any price, is also the desire to arrive at the final goal namely, that of graduation. It is true that many circumstances, and more especially so today, tempt the youth to quit before he has reached that goal. Therefore, with mingled feelings of pride in accomplishment and joy in the completion of four long years of study we, the class of 1944, extend to you our heartiest welcome. Since so many of you are our parents and teachers we also thank you. The full appreciation of what you have done for us will come only with the passing of years. One thing is certain, your sacrifices will not be forgotten and we hope in some measure repaid. This is the time of the year when large numbers of young men and women are graduating. Since an appreciation of the beautiful has always been one of the ob- jectives of higher education many of these graduates are eulogizing the beauty that has surrounded them for four years. It is true that there are a goodly number of fine educational buildings, well-equipped and ideally situated to be found in this country. : All of this is natural beauty but what about spiritual beauty? Have all graduates of 1944 become acquainted with spiritual beauty? We know that answer is no. How thankful we are that it has been different with us! Yes, the inexhaustible beauties found in God's teaching, the liturgy of the Church and in virtuous living have been our daily contacts. Such thoughts as these make our hearts rejoice and with gratitude we welcome you to our last appearance as pupils of this school. OUR FAREWELL We stand behind those same closed Nay, never! Not in our day! doors But he of strength as the mighty surf As we have for many odd years, Ever ready, ever watchful, and always But soon the latch will be released on alert. And the fears we have within To meet and pass whatever feat | Will be brought before our eyes. Presents itself his way. And the world we then will face, Less that guide by our side, lf we are to be leaders, oh, God be our Whose protection, always taken for guide, granted, And give strength within us Was as that from a mighty sword. That the smile with which we leave Ne'er be barred—how great the fear. 'Tis then we'll stand with Spartan cour- Farwell former classmates, teachers age, and pastor alike And use up the treasures of knowledge, Whatever the burden we undertake Which for a long time have been stored. Have faith and forget us not. Following will be easy, but who will be We'll do our job aright. our guide? Aye, our best too, we'll do it with all A weakling, timid one who knows not the our might. course? Richard Lewis Riedhart Page 13

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: VALEDICTORY On the blackboard in our classroom printed in silver letters we have seen every morning these words, ''Do your duty, be full of trust, of courage, of high hope.'' Now that we are ready for our departure these words seem to strike a resonant chord in our hearts. How true it is that youth today is called upon to do its duty! Yes, to safeguard our democratic way of life, youth must be ready to pay with life itself, if need be. Can anyone measure how much trust, courage and hope is needed in such times as these? Today we are reaping the bitter fruits of the deeds of the last four centuries dur- ing which time the leaders of the world have been intellectually brilliant but at the same time moral renegades—ready to keep God out of their concepts and calcula- tions. As a result the world in ignoring God has lost its sense of the infinite value of every human being. We know that human beings have rights only if there is a worldwide belief in a Creator and the fact that man is the child of that Creator. Take God out of the picture and there can be no democratic way of life. One can- not say the dictator is wrong if there be no God, for then man has no rights as a crea- ture of God and he becomes a slave of the mightiest and the most powerful. Then might rules over right and freedom vanishes from the earth. What we really must be fighting for is to bring God back into His world if we want the democratic way of life to endure. That we have been schooled in beliefs so fundamental to a re-establishment of peace in the world today has been our privilege. Through your patient efforts, Right Reverend Monsignor, we face the future ''full of trust, ’ ''of courage’ and ''of high hope.'' Whatever the future may bring we pledge ourselves to do our duty'' in spite of any difficulties we may encounter. Fellow classmates, as we part this evening, somewhat fearful of the unknown, let us resolve to be loyal and always grateful for the privileges that have been ours as pupils of a Catholic high school. Let us remember the poem. A LITTLE POSTAGE STAMP There was a little postage stamp, Let's be like the postage stamp No bigger than your thumb, In playing life's hard game, And yet it stuck right to its job And keep right on a-sticking, Until its work was done. Though we hide our head in shame They licked it, they pounded it, For the stamp stuck to the letter Till it could make you sick Till it saw it safely through; But the more it took a licking, There's no one could do better, Why, the harder it would stick. Let's keep sticking and be true. Page 12

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BARBARA ANN E DWARD ARTHUR BONKOSKI KINNEY JOHNSON JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY | In the fall of 1941 five freshmen entered room five to begin their four year term in high school. We struggled through Latin and waded through Algebra equations to be passed to the sophomore class. As sophomores, we defeated Julius Ceasar and his associates in Latin, and then the triangles and perpendiculars were mastered in Geometry. After we had cleared these two gruelling objects, we were ready to be promoted and given the title of Jolly Juniors. We lost two of our classmates, when we started our third term in S. J. H. They were Virginia Salerno and Bette Hampton. This did not destroy the morale of the three remaining students who were determined to carry on in S. J. H. As the year is passing by we are plugging through the lines of Shorthand, and English. Our hope is that we be given the title of ''Dignitied Seniors'' at the end of the school year. Our aim is to graduate and to go out into the world as the ‘Citizens of Tomor- row. Arthur Johnson Edward Kinney WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF— James Hoeffel couldn't see Rose? Lorraine Bushong wouldn't blush so much? Rose Miller couldn't wear earings? Marion Seifert wouldn't be so quick tempered? Nancy Pence couldn't jitterbug? Rita Ann Kobiela didn't study hard? Richard Riedhart wouldn't hit the girls so much? i Mary Muzzillo couldn't play the part of mother in plays? | Arthur Johnson wouldn't be such a cut-up? | Edward Kinney would stop his singing? : Barbara Bonkoski couldn't drop those remarks at club meetings? John Rice didn't live in Auburn? Norbert Muzzillo didn't have curly hair? Dorothy Hoeffel couldn't roller skate? : Raymond Gingery would talk more? | Phyllis Mezydlo didn't know her Latin? Robert Brady would quit running after the girls? William Steigmeyer would buy opera records? Marry Muzzillo | | Page |4