Waterloo High School - Rosebud Yearbook (Waterloo, IN)

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Drdiratum We, the Senior Class of 1945, In memory of a pal so dear, Who's gone from this world of strife, To a Better World, a second life. So—to a friend we all have known We do dedicate this Rosebud, To our classmate, Herbert Owen. Page 2

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THE SENIOR CIASS PRESENTS THE ROSeIbUD VOLUME XXXII WATERLOO-GRANT TOWNSHIP SCHOOLS WATERLOO, INDIANA 1945 Page I

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A Child Dreams A little child delights to dream And build his castles in the air. Each season brings a new dream chest Of treasures that are waiting there. The Winter's chest is full of toys. He sees a train, a bat and ball, A lighted tree, a horn and drum And knows that Santa Claus has come. In Spring's chest are treasures too, A dream of flowers, green grass and trees. His skates are busy, and marbles fly. And school days have about gone by. His chest of Summer dreams is full. Of big ice cream cones and picnic joys. Of long sunny days to romp and play When cares and lessons seem far awoy. In Fall his dreams are filled with colors Of falling leaves and bonfires bright He sees jack-o-lanterns and turkeys too. And hears school bells ring loud and true. Oh, let him dream the whole year through Of happy days and childhood joys For only once, does he live inside The treasure land of girls and boys. Page