St Philip High School - Statuette Yearbook (Battle Creek, MI)

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FINAL BRUSH-UPS h THE CATHOLIC EDUCATION PROGRAM Iclt lo FIQIIIZ L. Amlms, P. Mc-iz, IC. Dugan, R. Brown, J. O'I3lim1., l'. 1'w,.I. Muhzlr, J. Rusv. C. Tl'OIIlllillI, S. O'Rc'illy. 'qw' qQg .v::s'4f fx'v.x CATHOLIC LITERATURE ON PARADE prryz' furljf-lllrfw'

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Never daunted, we launched our campaign and came forth with the best and most extravagant VVeiner Roast ever.' Evergreens and stocky snowmen decked the Social Hall on occasion of our Junior Jumpf' All this energy and preparation was put forth for our final climax:--our debut into formal society-the Junior-Senior Banquet. This served as a stimulant to spur us on to greater things. Realizing we were nearing the final year of our comparatively eas - foin f tri i, we as Seniors, had reached our ultimate goal. Be- m 1, 3 ing Seniors required all the dignity and sophistication we could scramble up. Our social activities included series of basketball parties, a Halloween Dance with Elton Burchard furnishing the Tra-la-la. The Seniors, play, The Three Pegsn, took B. C. by sur- prise. No convincing was necessary, as talent spoke for itself and the strenuous hours of practice were well repaid. The last, Senior- sponsored social function, thc Prom, was held at the Hart Hotel. Later we were guests of the Juniors at the Ascension Day Picnic and the Junior-Senior Banquet. The party given by the Library Association climaxed the series of memorable school activities. So now as we are nearing port, our dwindled crew can honest- ly say, and with all sincerity, that the sailing was not as rough as we thought it would be, and, in the future, we will let nothing stand as a barrier to our success. The past has faded into mere oblivion. All are looking ahead to the bright horizon that lies ahead, with a hope that will over- come all obstacles, with a loyalty that will guide us through a true, staunch Catholic life. So that, when we drop our final anchorage, we shall all be reunited in a grand and glorious class reunion --- in Heaven. Alta Hirlemann '43 Betty Vary '43 page forty-two

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page forty-four SOMETIME Today As wc venture forward, Into a bleak world Of toil and strife We shall find What youth calls life With its ever winding trails beckoning us Into that hazardous citadel with unknown ways Sometime Through the budding years However, When our memories bloom Enough to recallg We Shall pause a moment l To look back - It will be wonderful With heads lifted high, To thoughtfully walk The aisle of memories and, Recall the haunts of our youth-- Once more to Count the joys we Knew so long ago, When life was at Spring. Betty Vary ,43.