Tamalpais High School - Pai Yearbook (Mill Valley, CA)

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Fall low senior class officers: Helen Wilson, Linda Hartncy, Don Fricr, Natalie Sefton, Corinne Elliott. geniaaelaua' Spring low sv-nior class ufficm-rs, Front ruw: Dianl- Rupv, Bill Sinclair, Brv-nda Bc-cbt: Edna Goddard was vlc-ctvd president when the- former pre-sidvnt. Bill Sinclair, rnnva-d away. High svnior class officvrs, Second row: Pvte Sandvrs. Peggy Mansfield, Pat Baat, Harrivt Simpson, Danny Gould. -9-

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7faan!A 4021, 7fze M ' Well, classmates tfreshmen, sophomores and .1 juniorsl, faculty and all our many friends around Tam, the time has finally come for us to bid you IA farewell. Our four years here with you have been full of fun and learning. Each year here was completely different from the one that was to follow Q in its footsteps and each held many smiles and tears for us all. Without you pulling for us through our errors and achievements, we would not have been able to gain as much as we have. Thanks for helping us build the memories we now treasure. Hb Thanks for our freshman year when we entered A as timid scrubs shaking in our shoes and stand- I ing in awe of the much-to-be-admired seniors. G 'M N All the gals developed mad crushes on Steve ., Harper, Bo Raisch and Sherm Hall. We learned to ' sing Tamalpais, found out that the Pai was not something to eat, searched every week in vain for our names in the News, and tried to act like sophomores. Then our greenie days ended and we WERE sophomores. A Thanks for our sophomore year when we began -'H' to feel at home and regarded the frosh Cthat's you, juniorsl with contempt. After all, weren't we sophs now! The new stop lights were put in that year and the tower clock was dedicated. We viewed the senior play, Peg O'My Heart, went to the annual girls' dance, the Wagon Wheel Whirl, and played in the snow at Christmas. When the year ended, we woke up to the wonderful fact that we were upperclassmen at last. Thanks for our junior year when we were busy with all our activities. We gave the Iunior Prom, enjoyed The Man Who Came to Dinner, tinkered and fussed over our pesky new lockers, found our names in the 'NeWs quite often, were led by class prexies Dave Chamberlain and Matt Hazeltine, listened to My Foolish Heart and The Third Man Theme, and complained bitterly when the Seniors graduated that no one will be around next year. However, we've managed pretty well, havens we? Thanks for our best-of-all year, our Senior year. This year we gave You Can't Take lt With You and Out of the Frying Pan as our two senior plays, worked hard to make Tam's last year together a really l'Big one, enjoyed the company of a new principal, Mr. Harry G. Russell, and rolled in the aisles of Mead Theater when Barbara Ortman and Paul Knoles did their rendition of Boop-boop-de-doo. Graduation time brought announce- ments, memory books, Senior Farewell and our Senior Bawl along with our big Senior Ball at the Fairmont Hotel. Thanks for all these sparkling memories. We'll miss all of you: the News, Pai, senior plays, Mead Theater and last but not least, all of our fellow seniors whom we'll probably not see much of in the future. Thank you, Tam, for your velvety lawns, your blooming flower beds, your halls crowded with people and laughter, your tall trees, your rooms where we have learned lessons in fellowship as well as book learning. For all these little things that we'll remember, we say to all of you -Thanks for the memories! Senior Class, 1951 -3-

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