Sumner High School - Maroon and White Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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C6 C6 56 GG Student MONUMENT IN HIS NAME HE BROLGHT IN THE WAVES OF LAUGH- TER AND SWEETNESS. . . HE GAVE LS JOY AND IN RETURN WE GAVE HIM KINDNESS. HE FOLGHT THE WAYS OF EVIL WITH ALL HIS MIGHT. . . HE SOLVED OUR PROBLEM OF THE MYS- TERIES OF LIFE. IN THE MONIQMENT THERE WILL BE A LONG HALL. . . REMINDING US HE LEFT AT THE TRUM- PET'S CALL. WE WILL BUILD THIS MONUMENT HIGH IN THE SKY. . . FOR WHAT HE DID HERE HAS PROVED WHY. IT WILL REACH THE HEAVENS IN A CLUS- TER OF STARS. . . FOR IT WILL BRING HEAVENLY LAUGHTER FROM AFAR. FOR IT SHALL GO SCATHELESS AND BE REMEMBERED IN HIS NAME. . . FOR WE SHALL LOOK UP TO IT THIS MONU- MENT HE CLAIMS. Robert Noble THOUGHTS OF A SUMNERITE L'Work is what you make it, play is what you do with your time.'7 'LA person that works sixty minutes in every hour is a person with some picture of what the future will bring for him. If you are wise, share your wisdom with others if you are not wise, get wisdomf' A day of accomplishment is a day in which all the minutes were used in doing something of major importance? Tomorrow never comes to those who depend upon itf' The way to prepare for tomorrow is to work hard today. HWhat you learn today will be tomorrow's stepping stone.77 '4Never think your work is done just because you have finished one task.'7 Today's darkness will make tomorrow brightf, 'fWo1'king hard is your guiding light, follow it to successf' - Calvin Scott U I WHILE FM AWAY FIGHTING FOR PEACE BLESS HER HEART WITH PEACE AND LOVE. WITH HEAVENLY GRACE FROM HIM ABOVE. MAKE IT KIND ALL THROUGH, AND THROUGH. . . IN WHAT SHE THINKS AND WHAT SHE WILL DO. LEAD HER ON THE SEA AND UPON THE BEACH. TO FIGHT FOR LOVE THAT SORROW CAN NOT REACH. LET THERE BE STRENGTH THAT SHE MAY BEAR. . . THE DAYS FM AWAY THAT WE CANIT SHARE. LET NOT ONE OF US DO WRONG. . . JUST BECAUSE WE ARE ALONE. LET US HELP EACH OTHER AND UNDER- STAND. . . THE WRONG THAT COMES INTO LIFE'S SPAN. FOR KEEP HER RIGHT IN THE EYES THAT SEE. . . AND ONCE AGAIN WEILL LIVE IN HAR- MONY. LET ME COME BACK FROM WAR TO PEACE. . . TO A LAND OF LOVE WHERE TROUBLES CEASE. ROBERT NOBLE A Friend A friend walks beside you through darkness and through rain, A friend is one who helps you when you're in pain. A friend is the greatest the greatest by far A friend stands farther out than any star. A friend is something never to be without, As long as the sky's blue and as long as babies pout, A friend loves the same things that you love, - Be it frog, snake, turtle or a dove These are things only a true friend Will do, lf you have a friend like this to him be true. Barbara Jean Hamilton

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a Q 1 u 1 MISS D. E. OWENS, Sponsor The Girls, Swimming Club was officially organized in September of 1957. The girls hope to accomplish improvement of skill in rhythm as well as beauty in form. First Row, Left to Right: Betty Garrett, Bernice Hamer, Renee Adkins, President, Geneva English, Doris Dangerfield, 'Mary Ellen Johnson, Joyce Henley, Sylvia Overall. Second Row: Brenda Buchanon, Barbara Tillis, Willetta House, Sylvia McConico, Reforce Jordan, Jane Cunningham, Jean Daniels, Alvetta Jackson, Barbara Green, Evelyn Jacobs. Third Row: Miss D. E. Owens, Karen Robinson, Fannie Davis, Patricia Byrd, Evelyn Bell, Azzie Lee Emerson, Nita Harris, ,Ioan Gaines, Frances Brown, Hattie Ballentine.

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Student BREAKFAST AT CAMP Breakfast at camp is lots of fun. The start of the day has just begun Especially for those who are gay and young. It's as though the play bell has just rung. The scampering of the lads and lasses With all the excitement and rattling of glasses, Soon we venture into the order of the day, Separating into groups, each going his way. ,lo Ann Fleming LAUGHTER Laughter is characteristic of all, Whether one is large or small. Laughter is also found in the zoo For chimpanzees like to laugh at things too. There is always laughter on the street And many humorous people to meet. And if laughter should suddenly fade away, There would be a gloom in each life everyday. Albertean Wallace I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER A crush I had on a certain boy - Is one Iive never forgotten. He looked so neat as he walked down the street In wool trousers and a sport shirt of cotton. A party he gave one night in December ls one I'll always remember. And the pleasing thoughts To my mind he has brought Have filled my heart with joy. Albertean Wallace AUTUMN The gold of autumn comes slowly down the hills, And spreads across the valley's green, The rain brings with it a touch of winter's cold And washes the country all vivid and clean. Frisky little squirrels work from sunrise to sunset Gathering food that must last all winter long, Flustered birds join in singing To chirp their parting song. As we watch the wild geese flying by We notice the beauty of the moonlit sky and smell the fragrance of the autumn air We whisper a grateful and silent prayer. Barbara Jean Hamilton I 1 HOW IT FEELS TO BE WITHOUT YOU Simple melodies become as enchanted symphonies, Starlight summer nights can hold no pleasure for a hearer thatls melancholy. In the spring when the flowers begin to bloom, and people's hearts are gay and light, and every thought is filled with delight. Darling, it's you I want to hold me tight. If I could though somehow, touch your hand, and make a little tiny world, you of course, would be with me. Happy things would be hap- pier, tinier things would be greater, sad things would be sadder, but our love would grow strong- er and stronger. When we first climbed the ladder of romance, we quarreled and vowed we were through. Yet I couldn't do without you, someone I love. I -canit do without you, youlre the only one I love. Carol Barrett THE SEA FROM THE SEA IN WAVES COMES THE SHADOWS OF LIFE. . . FROM THE RIVER OF LOVE COMES THE ANSWERS OF STRIFE. FROM THE OCEANS OF MEMORIES, FROM THE LAKES OF GRIEF. . . FROM THE PONDS OF SORROW COMES THE SPRINGS OF RELIEF. IN THE SEA OF SHADOWS WHICH IS EVERY- DAY LIFE. . . COMES THE MAKING OF LIVING THAT SOMETIMES MEANS STRIFE. FROM THE FLOORS OF THE OCEANS COMES THE TALES OF THE OLD. . . REMEMBERING SPRINGS THAT WEPT OF HEARTS SO BOLD. WHERE UNKNOWN EMOTIONS OF THE DARK WAVES OF NIGHT. . . GIVE WAY TO THE BLUE SAIL ON THE RIVER OF LIGHT. WHEN THE WAVES REACH THE HEAVENS FROM THE SHADOWS OF LIFE. . . CUTTING LAKES OF GRIEF WITH LOVE'S SHARP KNIFE. FROM THE BANKS OF HAPPINESS AND THE SHORES OF DELIGHT. . . MAKE KNOWN ALL SECRETS OF THE WAVES OF NIGHT. Robert Noble