Wapakoneta High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Wapakoneta, OH)

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The V.ehospecl Freshman Class History An air of mystery had pervaded the land for many days. The warm spring oreezes had seemed to bear encouragement to us tender flowers who had grown under the snow all winter. At last all danger of failure was past, and a feeling of peace and contentment was over all, for we had successfully finished the eighth grade, and were now ready for high school. Summer came, and as each month passed slowly—slowly to us—we became more beautiful, anticipating much in the near future, and wondering about the mysteries which lay ahead. On September 2, one hundred and twenty-three of us were transplanted from our natural home to Blume Hi. Here have we shown the result of tender care, of untiring patience, and of real culture, to which our participation in the glee clubs, band, and orchestra contributed no little. Physically we grew strong, the result of certain activities, namely,f ootball, basketball, track, and tumbling. We have been denied membership in Hi-Y and Girl Reserves, for we were only Freshmen, but we are looking forward to the time when we may enter this organization. We are sure that we shall be welcomed, for we have, indeed, proved our worth. But, as we have spent only one year in our new home, only the future can reveal our greatest beauty. —RUTH UNDERWOOD Freshman Class Poem Your start is fine, keep up the work, Just meet things squarely, never shirk. The climb is hard, up to the top, Keep pushing upward, never stop! Let “Ever Upward”, be your creed; And play the game; then you’ll succeed. Set good examples, for those to come, You’ve done your best, Freshman of Thirty-one. — FRANCES WINEMILLER Officers: Frederick Jacobs, President Cornelius Loew, Vice President Marie Naylor, Secretary Robert Miller, Treasurer

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Freshman Class Top row, left to right:—LaRue Metzger, Ernest Cornell, Vernon File, Ralph Lusk, Everett Stroh, Harold Lanning, Maurice Thrush, Frederick Ballweg, Emil Tieben, Raymond Ruppert, Emery Knoch. Second row, left to right:—Aldo Elsass, Dorothy Gutman, Pauline Duer, Wilma Barber, Bernice Davis, Jessalyn Vorhees, Wilda Zwiebel, Luetta Lynch, Alma Wortman, Carol Copeland, Leonard Koch. Third row, left to right:—Helen Duckro, Ilo Mann, Luella Ruppert, Marie Bishop, Ralph Burden, Mary Bowman, Esther Munch, Pauline Zuber, Alberta Rhoode, Florence Kantner, Dorothy Jackson. Fourth row, left to right:—Vernon Kaeck, Grace Williams, Mary Neidemire, Marjean Headapohl, Helen Wisener, Eileen Smith, Lura Wehner, Wilson Brackney, Delmar Harshbarger, Henry Distelrath. Fifth row, left to right:—Eugene Boogher, Delmar Hern, Mark Bowsher, William Kaeck, John Deigel, Ray Kantner, Ernest Brown, Rolland Market. Top row, left to right:—Paul Schultz, Harley Nelson, Darrel Woolf, Tom Cornell, Herbert Haman, Julian Hess, Junior Taylor, John Smallwood, Dean Kohler, Charles Fleming, Frederick Jacobs. Second row, left to right:—Grace Spees, June Billger, Geraldine Klopfenstein, Eleanor Jane Abe, Mary Ann Schragle, Dorothy Goetz, Mary Ruth Smith, Winifred Copeland, Donna Kauffman, June Hodges, Fenton Hamilton. Third row, left to right:—Charles Phillips, Edgar Morris, Rolland Morris, Ruth Zwiebel, Kathleen Woolf, Louise Disney, Gertrude Jarvis, Ruth Underwood, Marcelle Bimstein, Ruth Herman, John Henry Gessler, John Moser. Fourth row, left to right:—William Wellington, Edward Strobel, Wilbur Walls, Martha Carter, Virginia McCormick, Florence Kantner, Marie Naylor, Donald Seitz, David Oakley, Billy Reed, Russell Scholler, Myron Kuck. Fifth row, left to right:—Louise Fisher, Leona Boltz, Evelyn Garrison, Robert Gierhart, Bob Lamberts, William Baeumel, Alfred King, Delbert Ruck, Daniel Schneider, Don Howell, Bob Miller.

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 i p ♦ Courage When things aren’t running smoothly And you face disgust and fear, When the road looks rough and dangerous And the sky is far from clear; When you think you’re up against it, And it seems you’ve lost your luck, That’s the time to show your courage And to use your grit and pluck. There’s no thrill in easy sailing, When it’s clear and clouds are few, There’s no joy in doing things That any one can do; But there is a realization, That you know is not a fake, To know you’ve reached the goal. That you thought you’d never make. So when the world’s against you, Just smilingly sing a song, Don’t frown and wear a grouchy look, But just keep pushing on; Don’t give up and say “I can’t, Because I have no luck,” You’re not really down and out If you still have nerve and pluck! —FRANCES WINEMILLER