Vestaburg High School - Wolverine Yearbook (Vestaburg, MI)

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CLASS SONG WE MAY NEVER PASS THIS WAY AGAIN Life, so they say, is but a game—and they let it slip away. Love, like the Autumn sun, should be dying but it’s only just begun. Like the twilight in the road up ahead, they don't see just where we're goin'. And all the secrets in the universe, whisper in our ears and all the years will come and go and take us up, always up. We may never pass this way again. We may never pass this way again. We may never pass this way again. Dreams, so they say, are for the fools and they let them drift away. Peace, like the silent dove, should be flyin' but it's only just begun. Like Columbus in the olden days, we must gather all our courage, sail our ships out on the open sea, cast away our fears and all the years will come and go and take us up, always up. We may never pass this way again. We may never pass this way again. We may never pass this way again. So, you wanna laugh while the laughin' is easy. You wanna cry if it makes it worthwhile. You may never pass this way again. That's why you have to be free. You make life feel like it's more than a friend, like it's the journey, and there's a better end. You may never pass this way again, that's why you have to be free. We may never pass this way again. We may never pass this way again. We may never pass this way again. Seals and Crofts (c) 1973 Dawnbreaker Music Company Used by permission only. All rights reserved.

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CLASS POEM We Tried The end is here? and I am sad, For tales unwritten For dreams unrealized, and change unmade. And lam hurt. For the offers rebutted For the love denied, and the opportunities missed. If you could only see. If you could only know. That true, pure, love, is trying to save the unsavable. Trying to rescue the suicidal, and caring for something. That couldn't care less. To love something. Is to shout look out as it rushes towards its doom. To guide and direct the blind man, as he stumbles along, unknowing, unaware It's to offer to help it, when it's considered beyond help. To save it from itself. But then to have that love resented. Is it too late to realize. That is was love, not hate? We'll never know. Maybe we couldn't make it clear. But we tried. — Ralph D. Ward February 21, 1974 Class Flower: Tinted Carnations— Burgundy and Navy Blue Class Colors: Burgundy and Navy Blue C lass Motto: You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self here and now, and nothing can stand in your way. 16

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MOCK ELECTIONS Best Driver........... Worst Driver.......... Best Dressed Boy .... Best Dressed Girl . . . . Class Artist.......... Class Optimist........ Class Pessimist........ Best Looking Boy . . . . Best Looking Girl Best Boy Dancer . . . . . Best Girl Dancer . . . . . Class Bum.............. Class Flirt............ Class Lovers.......... Biggest Spender....... Class Musician......... Most Likely to Succeed Teacher's Pet......... Most Popular Boy . . . . Most Popular Girl . . . . Class Boy Athlete . . . . Class Girl Athlete . . . . Most Thrifty.......... Most Bold.............. Most Brawn............. Class Leader.......... Most Shy............. ............... Carol Dickinson ................ Kevin Keeler .................... Rick Uren .............Debbie Gunderman ...................Dave Skirvin ...............Carol Dickinson ...................Tim Beard ..................Rich Bigelow ...............Sabrina Workman .................Steve Compton ................ Diana Blanshan .................Kevin Keeler ............... Denise Bollinger Denise Bollinger Rich Bigelow ................ Larry Gerred .....................Rick Uren ...............Steve Compton ...............Susie Kloeckner ...............Rich Bigelow .................Becky Johnston ................. Rich Beach ............... Becky Johnston ...............,. . . Tim Beard ................... Dave Skirvin ..................Rich Beach .................... Dave Drake ■ • • • ........Bonnie Ferguson 18