Troy Luckey High School - Trojan Yearbook (Luckey, OH)

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CLASS SUNG Now we've reached our journey's end, We must say goodbye and then, We depart forever from the walls Of old Troy High. Sad but proud as here we stand At our goal, our promised landg We have had four years of learning At dear old Troy High. The class of '41 Has finally reached the time To bid farewell to teachers, friends Who've helped and been so Kind. We'll not forget you dear old school, But now that we have reached our goal, We must part and so we say Goodbye to old Troy High. Tune- Little Old Lady

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SENIOR HISTORY number of times they were called upon to meet with salesmen, etc. Everyone enjoyed the weiner roast which was held near Scotch Ridge in October. Was everything to happen on one day? The seniors received notice that their rings were at the post office. That same day they traveled to Livingston Studio in Toledo to have their pictures taken. Oh, that's right! the seniors decided to publish the first annual of Troy High School. This demanded a considerable amount of their time, but with the help of Miss Rolfes and Mr. Grubaugh, they managed quite well. Of course, the seniors attended the Halloween party held in the gym and everyone had a good time. Since the class is known for its ability to cooperate, the selection of the various graduation necessities was an easy task. Oh dear, only a few more weeks left! Ah! what's this! An invitation from the juniors! For what? The Junior-Senior Banquet held at the school on May 2. The room was decorated in Indian style. The seniors presented their class play, HYoung Doctor Youngn, on May 8. Well, well, here they were at the end of their high school career! The class receiv- ed much good advice at the Baccalaureate, which was held in the school auditorium. Rev. Veler delivered the message. On May 20, the senior class was assembled for the last time as a class--at the Commencement Exer- cises. Rev. Humbert was the guest speaker. That night, they realized as never before that Commencement was the beginning--not the end. CLASS OF 'Ll Bookworm Bruce, the humorous Baker, Eloise Moenter, the little homemaker, Mary Loomis, the graceful dancer, George McCrary, the champion lancerg Ruth Kimmel, solo horn tooterg Glenn Helm, handy with a bean shooter, Catherene Christiansen, solo soprano, Hazel Deuble, accompanying at the piano, Margaret Christen, the efficient buyer, And Forrest Swartz, the miniature flyer, These, ten in number, each laddie and lass, Comprise the 'tl SENIOR CLASS.

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SEN IOK PKOPHECY As I sit and gaze into my crystal, I see a group of people seated on a stage. They seem familiar. Way back in my mind, I know who they are, but my memory seems to fail me. Now let me think--oh, I have it! They were the Senior Class of 1941. The picture fades. I call them back, but they have gone. Now let's see-- that Commencement took place exactly twenty years ago. I wonder where they are now and what they are doing. Ah! soon I shall know. I see a light appearing. It grows brighter and brighter! Now some shadowy forms appear. Slowly they are becoming clear and distinct. Much to my astonishment I see the white walls of an operating room in the Ford Hospital in Detroit. A critical operation is being performed by the greatest surgeon of all time. At his side is his competent as- sistant. She is Catherene Christiansen, who is also a well-known surgeon. Catherene was president of the Class of 'Ll. The scene changes, and I see faintly a radio sta- tion in New York City. Let's listen to what the an- nouncer is saying. NLadies and gentlemen, keep your dial tuned to this station and listen to one full hour of entertainment brought to you every Friday at 9:00 P. M. by that genius of thought, the best of comedians, Bruce Baker.N Well, well, Bruce is famous. The scene fades, and now I see men approaching. Who is the man at the right? He looks familiar. Oh yes, I know. It is George McCrary. What kind of hat is he wearing? I can see clearly now. It is a som- brero. George is owner of a thousand acre ranch in New Mexico. He seems to be right at home on that pony he is riding. Oh! oh! what is this? Hm-m-m, here we are in a court room. Who is that lawyer? Why, it is Glenn Helm He is representing the I. E. Du Pont De Nemoirs Corp., a national concern. Glenn has been doing very well and hasn't lost any of his courtin' cases. What is all this hustle and bustle about? Report- ers running everywhere, telephones ringing, typewriters