St Marys Area High School - Bells Yearbook (St Marys, PA)

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Xp gf Z I3 QUE' - , 1 ii If Elf -,- - S . Class History Cflontinuedb We were older and were expected to do more work. We advanced to be called Juniors, a title well deserved. This year we obtained our long desired Class Rings. Last but not least we have reached our goal- Dignified Seniors of 1938. Our duties are numerous, we have no time to waste. Soon our schooldays will be over, we must go out into the world and make use of the knowledge we have acquired. Only memories of bygone days remain. Before we leave we wish to thank all our teachers for all they have done for us, and we sincerely hope that some day we can, at least slightly, repay them. T. J. KORNACKI. Class Prophecy It was late in the evening and I had been working overtime at the office. My work was done and I was ready to close shop and call it a day. As I snapped off the light throwing my office into darkness, I felt myself being grasped by the arm. I was led into the lighted corridor where I found myself in the possession of two burly policemen. Without a word from either, I was ushered down the stairs, out of doors and into a waiting patrol car. The door clanged shut behind me. The car started out. Through the dense city traffic we went, the siren shrieking, sending cars scurrying in all directions. After a trip which was without accident but not without thrills, we stopped before a fashionable home which I recognized as the home of the mayor. We entered the house. My guards left me and I found myself in the presence of the mayor. Yes-there was Mayor Ottomar Spence 3 Chief of Police, James Shields 5 and Congressional Representative, Joseph Fritz. Ottomar spoke first: We've got to get down to business. Since last week we've obtained the addresses of all the members of the class of '38. We are now ready to send out the invitations for our class reunion, which we have already discussed. We've decided to have it three months from to-day to give each one time to get here. The first one on our list is Walter Bickmire. He's superintendent of Unit- ed Airways of America. You three take turns addressing the letters as I read the names. Now we have Manning Clark, Editor of Florida's only Catholic Daily. Richard Conway, is the coach of Southern California's football squad. Joseph Fischer is an author and poet, having his home in Maine. Robert Fisher is con- sidered the greatest sportsman of his time, being second only to Ozark Rippley. Robert resides in 29 Montana. Henry Fritz is teacher of Mathc- matics at Oxford College. Leon Fritz is the head of a steamship line across the Atlantic, with offices in many of the coastal cities. Alfred Fleischmann is a dealer in meats and meat pro- ducts. He has a huge cold storage plant in Ohio. Robert Gregory is the chief chemist for the government at Washington D. C. Leo Kneidel is in Utah at the time having just broken the world's speed record on the salt flats there. The one next in line is Teofil Kornacki. Teofil is an importer of silks and the like. He has offices on both coasts but his main office is in New York. LeRoy Herzing is the best lawyer in the U. S. He makes his home in Texas. Charles Pappas is ambassador to France, while George Shaffer is delegate to Japan. You can reach either of these in Washington, D. C. Gerald Smith, better known as Secret Operator X9, is connected with the Secret Service at Detroit. Arthur Walker is now the A dz P Mag- nate of the U. S. and is stationed in Michigan. That ends the list. I hope we haven't omitted anyone. You've forgotten Raymond Cauley, inter- rupted Joe. You probably know that he has amassed a fortune. He's now spending it all for charitable institutions and for the benefit of mankind. You'll have to forgive me for forgetting him. But after all, you never hear about his good work-he's too modest for that. Anyhow we've now got all the invitations addressed so let's get them in the mail. I am sure that this reunion will be most successful because the guests have been successful in life. I 'm proud to have been a member of the class of '38. AARON SIMBECK l

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l J ' + Mi 'ROE' N J- - r o El -.M ,.. . ,lill Class History Twelve years ago some fifty odd boys assem- bled in the first grade of the St. Marys Parochial School. Some eager, some adverse, others passive to the ordeal of school life. Thru the efforts of our Sister all were soon contented and learned the three R's, reading, writing, and religion. During our second year we became more at home in school, and things progressed more rapidly than during the previous year. It was in this grade that we first received the Sacra- ments of Penance and of Holy Eucharist. The third and fourth grades passed with little excitement. We enjoyed the fifth grade very much because our Sister read little stories to us almost every day. We also received our first history book with its interesting descriptions of events in this our beloved country. In the sixth grade we were the big shots of the school, being the highest grade pupils in the building. Our seventh year found us in the high school building. This gave us great pleasure and incited to greater application to study. This year was also marked by the reception of the Sacrament of Confirmation administered by Most Reverend John Mark Gannon. The eighth grade completed our elementary education. It was especially marked by the Compositive Test held in the recreation hall. During this year our spirits ran high for soon we were to be high school students. 4 Do you remember back in 1928 when we stepped into the school for the first time? We marched down the hall to the first grade room where we were to begin a new career in our young life. In this year we were taught the prayers that we still say today. It took but a short while to get accustomed to our surround- ings and before long we were ready to enter into our second year of school. We passed our next few years with success. During this time we became a little mischievous, and began to enjoy our vacation more than we did our school work, but the thought of a vacation did not induce us to shirk our duty so we fought until we passed our grade and earned our rest. As it is the ambition of every boy to be higher than others so it was with us. We were waiting for the day that would admit us to the eighth grade. This finally arrived and it seemed 4 The Freshman year was our most exciting one-at last we were high school students. Traveling from one room to another for the various classes was very pleasing to us. It was so different from that of the grade school where all classes were held in the same room. By the time we became Sophomores the novelty of high school life and departmental work had worn off, but a dramatic club which we formed took our interest. In consequence we presented two plays. During our Junior year the English classes formed debating clubs. In connection with these we learned a few rules of Parliamentary law. The biggest event, however, was the selection of our class rings which we displayed with great pride. Seniors at last! The goal of all our endeavors attained! The happenings of this year were many. The selection of our class colors-laven- der and green, our motto- Always Faithful , class flowers-roses and baby breath, and the preparing of the Memo our year book which latter took much of our time and interest. Next came the selection of our pennants. Then came the grandest day of all our twelve years' schooling, Commencement Day. Soon all that remains of those happy days is the memory which we will cherish for years to come. HENRY U. FRITZ 4 to us that now we were smarter than ever before, and our intentions were the best. The eighth was a sort of review of all our past grades and a test to see if we had the intelligence to enter into high school. At last the day dawned when we were to be- gin our studies in the Not all of our former school with us, some others were called on about home. Our Freshman year was one of long hours of study. This was the first time we changed rooms for classes and in the beginning we got a little confused trying to find the right rooms. A few days of this and we were completely settled and knew to which class we belonged. Our hopes now were to be Sophomores. Our studies as Sophomores commenced to be a little harder. CENTRAL HIGH SCHOOL. classmates entered high went to Prep Schools, to perform their duties 281

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MY som Xf ac' A if s Hard Knocks Don't Conquer lron Men One of the many things life demands of us, is the principal of sticking to a thing until we have completed it. Aggravating problems are un- solved because we are not mentally ambitious enough to keep everlastingly at them. If we refuse to accept the challenge of difficult prob- lcms, and lose gumption and tenacity, then we lose many thrills and much fun that would be ours if we kept plodding on. If any task is worth performing, or if anything deserves to be done, then we would never be justified in relin- quishing our ambitions toward that realization. The best things in life come as the result of paying the price of sweat and blood and brain and brawn. Only when the price is paid in full can we really claim the thing as ours. Masters like Edison, Marconi, Fulton, never gave up. Their ambition never allowed them to accept defeat, disappointment, or difficulty. If a barrier arose in one of their projects, this barrier forced them to create something to overcome that handicap, thus perfecting their creation. Neither should we ever be in a hurry to attain success, because short-cuts only leave people unprepared for the greatest trials in life. We must be content to rise slowly, accepting all the hardships that befall us because hard knocks and disappointments don't conquer iron men- they only spur them on to fight again. L. KNEIDEL Playing The Game Of Life Life is a game which can be gained or lost according to our wishes. It is something like a game of cards. One must know the rules and keep in practice by playing the game fair and square at all times, in times of prosperity as well as in times of adversity. It takes enthusiasm to win any game, but especially in this great gamble. The attitude in the manner of working is an important factor in living. One can make a game out of life so that it will bring much joy or a drudge so that it will cause endless sorrows. Ambition goes far with attitude. Ambition is likened toa traffic signal. It may mean that you can go this way or that on the road of life. It does not tell you, however, which to choose. It may also mean that you are not quite satisfied with your work and this dissatisfaction will start you onward toward the right goal. One way to play the game fair is by stopping to think before starting to complain and before blaming misfortunes on someone else. In this respect, one must learn to develop one's mind by letting the imagination play with future possibilities, however, mere day-dreaming will not suffice. One must progress even if he does so by small steps at a time. The achievement of one ambition should be the incentive to try for another. All ambitions begin with small things. No one can gain much without a little trying. First here first served, is also applicable in ambition and achievement in the game of life as in the game of cards. MARCIARET Snr-:LYE 1938 Class Song .llem0rz'cs We see the stacks and stacks of books All hail to Central, Central hail We used 'UP Caffy home- fjur Alma Mawr true, Now we bid farewell to our fine school We'll think of you through all the years We Pledge OUT hearts S0 true, And memories rcmw, To cherish heruname, her colors to keep As we recall the happy days Ever g0ld, White and blue- The halls we loved to roam, BETTY AMBUSKE 30