Waite High School - Warrior Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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M a y 1 May Day and a 3 o'clock Dance! The first dance a sopho- more class ever sponsored. 'I Q 3 I 4 The plaintive strain of Gooey, Gooey, Gooey oozes from the Annual Board. 5 They Warble as they mount-pictures, With loudly scented rubber cement. 6 More fun! Buster Keaton made us laugh in College , movie sponsored by our council. 7 Seniors were measured, today. Kenny Holland ran up a step-ladder to measure himself. 8 We made the acquaintance of The Lady of the Terrace , through the courtesy of the Glee Club. g 9 Seniors walk off with their farewell dance to Waite, the Prom. 11 Jeanne Forrest and Betty Kern chase little pills around the grass and call it golf! 12 We took The Train to Morrow , today, with the Hi-Y boys. The Juniors have their day, and get their rings at the Mixer. We dig out our summer duds! Seniors acquire bright and brilliant raiments for stepping out. Eugene Everett confesses he is absent-minded. Ella May's favorite cry and wail seems to be Where's that Purple dummy? Several weeks closer to decease, Seniors. Seniors feast and make merry for the last time, at Lasalle dr Koch's. On the last lap! No lessons, no sympathy, no nothing! I spent five hours on my Latin, we wail. In truth, we didg but we dropped otf to sleep after the Hrst two. 28 Our annuals come out and we start the battle cry, Sign mine. 29 Seniors go Bye-bye to Put-in-Bay in the big boat Greyhound 13 15 18 19 21 22 23 25 26 27 1 Only 11 more days, Seniors, and you'l1 soon be eX's. J u.n e 2 The teachers do bark, ' I Q 3 'I And we do hark, For exams are coming to us. 3 We nearly perish---this heat and exams-we hope we pull through. 4 J ams-not razzberry, but blue book. 5 We take inventory on our lockers. 7 Senior Baccalaureate services were held today. 8 Say-thanks for reading this. 9 P. S. to June 8. I wanted someone, besides myself, to read it. 10 Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! The Seniors are marching! 11 The Five-and-Tens are overcrowded. EX-seniors need jobs! 12 Seniors received their coveted documents. To leave you, Waite, makes us sad, To have been with you, makes us glad. -Frances Lederhaus

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'W ,g Vx gp LE: wx X , QE I I Vg! PHILIP H. CONSER UN EDD The Sun God is the source of the illumination of all our ways. Indeed, all the phases of his dependent world rely upon his assuring rays to bring them to a favorable destiny. Sometimes, however, when the Sun God is angry, he With- draws his light behind the clouds, but when he is pleased, he beams in magnificent splendor. Mr. Conser is a friend to everyone, the Sun God of our universe. ID IQIDLEAND GOLD Twenty-six