Three Rivers High School - Reflector Yearbook (Three Rivers, MI)

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FRANCES POTTER. Sllt'1ll'4' is Bliss. ? E' 2' , ,,,, - 1 s L ia., Q.. 1 'A if yi ij FLOYD VV E ICKS. Dov VVeeks was indeed an man of both words and deeds, some of which we-re really worth while and some of which were invented for the aunusement ol' otherwise of Miss VVilson. Here in this little Ph0IOg'l'il.Ph we have the re- production of the pliysienl num. Tall f?J straight as an arrow with always an pleasant look on hisc'o11nte1mnL'e. He generally confined his pwwtiue tq the n-ity. but as I l't'1I1U1Hllt'1' it. on this especial occasion he had a. hurry call into the 1-ountry. whim-h he would have of couvse, ignored had it not been made hy an old lil il'HKl ot' the Doa-tm s. :L fellow named Fizmdt.

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Class Poem. 15 Sweet memories around thee cling, Thou dear old T. R. High, Of days of pleasure, games, and hurry, lnterspersed with study, toil and worry: And cares which oft' from us did bring A deep and heart-felt sigh. From the helfry tower thy olzmging cull, Interrupted our slumberous state: Then with hurried steps and sobbing brea. We arrived just as at deep voice saith, In at tone that reverberated thru the hall, 'tOh Senior don't be latte. Hallowelen we together spent, An evening of joeund fun, Ghosts and goblins weird were there, And under the mistletoe bough did share In the student's care free merriment, t Though the fateful bough they'd shun. And now our high school days are past, Yet ne'er will we forget Thy cheerful rooms or our tzlassmates all, Juniors, Sophs, and Freshmen small, Farewell to thee! '11, nt last Leaves thee with regret.