Tigard High School - Tiger Yearbook (Tigard, OR)

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Many Treasures Have you ever thought of the treasures we own From the beauty and art our Father has sown? The unknown treasures we imbed Within our Souls, when rightly led. Beauty is a given treasure to own As the meadows and fields as Nature has grown We covet trees. mountains and streams And the rising sun as it glitters and gleams. A smile is a priceless, hidden treasure lt is a small act with loads of power That twinkles with charm and pleasure. That brings its reward hy the hour. We have treasures of friends, love and home That are choicest memories wherever we roam. Let us give a treasure of prayer each day ln thanks for blessings that come day, our way. A l'l'82lSlII'8 Because so long and faithfully You have endeavored, we agree Reward awaits youg work well done Has always recognition won. So we deliver, sealed and signed A diploma of a furnished mind. 'Tis your diplomag guard with care, 'Twill he your passport everywhere. And gain admission. any day, Where wit and wisdom hold their sway. lf to counsel you adhere, Youlll find the skies for you are clear. That folks are friends when understood, That work is joy, and life is good. A Hymn of Praise Tigard High, deign to hearg Lend to us a listening ear, As we sing a hymn of praise, ln farewell our voices raise. Long may all thy work abound Where we inspiration found. Great and lasting be thy fame: Honored ever be thy name. As the distant years go by. For thy shelter we shall sigh, Naught shall dim our loyalty, Tigard High dear, to thee.

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CLASS Wlll Bi'l dmlzurn, leave my athletic ability to Jimmy Doane. Delores Baile, leave Eleanor happy with Kenny. Phyllis Bader, will my shorthand ability to Donna Helms. Freda Barnum, will my swing and sway to Alice Burns. Vilma Brown, bequeath my pep to Roy Bucl. Joseph Bushhaurn, leave. Jean Carsh, bequeath my artistic talents to Lucille Carpenter. lylarjorie Collins, leave my English ability to Chalmer George. ililarilyn Coole, will my figure to Rachel Steele. llflary Lou Craig, leave my argumentative ability to Bill Campbell. Carl Davis, bequeath my baseball ability to Douglas Anderson. Dean Dawis, bequeath my Cassanova tendencies to Danny Faulkner. Jackie Denman, leave with Don. lllarion Doig, leave my sailors to Betty lylanin. Lyndell Ejfler, bequeath my sophistication to lylarilyn Nodland. Tony Ezell, leave my friendly personality to Doreen VVeston. Shirley l'l01L'l6l', bequeath my speaking ability to Nlidge Philip. Barbara Frison, will my smooth technique to Doris Ann Lillison. Estelle Gaarde, will my sense of humor to Roy Kaufman. Elaine Griffin, bequeath my prim and proper manners to Tom Schendel. Joan Hager, leave my golden locks to Stanley Lincoln. Howard Hanson, will my previous experience to anyone who leads a dull life. VVes Hedeen, bequeath my popularity to Ronnie Swope. Phyllis Iharh, will my agricultural knowledge to the Victory Garden- ers of America. Earl Iiel, will my daredevil driving to Gordan Brigham. Linna Belle Jaekrnan, leave with my claim on Tom Peterson. Wizrren Johnson, leave the Junior girls to the Junior boys. Shirley Lehr, bequeath my good grooming to Phyllis Hatley. John Lindley, left for the Navy. Lloyd Meliiin, will my gas stamps to Jim Bergin. Goldie Moore, leave my singing ability to Joy Grimstad. Janet lllorgan, bequeath my clever retorts to .lim Ream. Barbara Nelson, will my culture to Virginia Balk. llflildred Norlon, will my McMinnville men to whoever can handle them. Kenny Olson, leave the teachers in peace. Virginia Osbun, bequeath my flying fingers to Shirley Tuck. Chuck Paetel, leave my ears to anyone hard of hearing. George Phinney, leave my quietness to Margaret Paetel. Vernon Richards, bequeath my jokes to Mrs. Galvin. Rosa Rorh, leave my politeness to the Freshman class. Vlfalnr Sirott, leave my dancing feet to Mark Davis. Don Smith, will my clarinet to anybody who can stand it. Helen Spousta, bequeath my sweetness to Dorothy Mack. Rose Stenele, leave my accordion ability to Carol Nissen. Jenn Stephenson, will my studious ways to Joe O'Hall0ran. Kay Sturgis, bequeath my attractiveness to Billie lylae Snyder. Lawrence Sunde, leave my suttleness to Gloria Forsythe. Lois Swanson, will my treasurer's records to any one who can balance accounts. Barbara Trappe, leave my library books to someone who knows how to read. Virginia Tufford, leave Joe O'Halloran at the mercy of the women in the Junior class. Burtine VVal!er, bequeath my sloppy sweaters to Ruth Holmes. Vernon llfeston, will my height to Cora hlae Terry. Dolores PVitte, leave with the title the most pretty Senior Girl. Virlor Green, bequeath my extra diploma to somebody who needs one. Sam Wright, will my crutches to the willing skier, Harriet Fischer.

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Senior Farewell FFIIOTU JIFIIIIIFH' of Ihr Class nf 1945 It is with mingled sentiment that we view ourselves for the last time as a class in this our final six weeks. On such an occasion complete happiness is impossible. The pain of parting from beloved scenes and of severing the friendships of four happy, bustling years causes a lump in our throats, yet those alluring, soul disturbing peeps into the future. How our pulses hammer when he hopefully reflects that somewhere out there in the noisy conflict of gigantic industrial and commercial development there is a place for me! We have long dreamed of it. We would never dare to doubt its existence, for youth would not be youth without that touching confidence in the future. And now, fellow members of the 1945 graduating class, we, too, must part. We shall go our separate Ways, but though space may divide us we shall always be ioined in heart and spirit and the memories of our days in Tigard High will always be cherished. May good fortune attend us, and, may we remember that the training we have received is but the preparation in our youth for the sequel of our lives. Friends, may you recall only our virtues, forgetting our faults, and may the future vears bring you nothing but kind recollections of those who now bid you good-bye.