West Chester High School - Garnet and White Yearbook (West Chester, PA)

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The Garnet and White a a a 3 2Icat HJe Jfiorget June 17, 1937 TODAY we are but students; tomorrow we are men and women of the world. Let us remember what we have learned in our school days—not only the studies and the work, but also the philosophy of life as expressed by our leaders and teachers. When we enter the “outer” world, we should carry with us the ideals of American living: the democracy that is the heritage of the American people; the ideal of right above might; peace and commerce rather than war and death; respect for religion, law, and justice; personal liberty coupled with public cooperation; and the self-virtues of honesty, courtesy, service, anil honor. With these ideals before us we can aid much in the growth and progress of our community, state, and nation. George Boortsalas, ’37 “Site iEttft of the I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, But for what you are making of me; I love you because you are helping me to make of the lumber of my life. Not a tavern, but a temple.” WE have come to the end of Life’s beginning. The beginning was chosen for us; now we must choose the end. Will it be worthy of our effort? As we leave the footpath and enter the highway, we turn our thoughts back to the days of work and fun: laughter in the hall, cheerful “hellos on the steps, understanding eyes, and sympathetic conversations with a friend. All these things mean West Chester High School to us. No matter how far we may wander, she will always be a part of us. II. Anne Powell, ’37 So till Class of WHEN you draw near to the end of your four years of your high school career, no matter what your medium, your goal must always be the same: to learn to think clearly and to live successfully with other people. Your achievements in the world will be proportional, as you will soon find out, first, to your ability to face facts squarely, to analyze them thoroughly, to make decisions wisely—in short to think clearly. This alone, however, will not be suffi- cient. You, just as we, are members of a social group which makes demands upon you, and, in return, grants you varied rights. You will receive privileges only according to your willingness to assume obligations. During the past three years many of you have been active in conducting affairs of your class and school. No doubt, this experience has endeared your high school life to you, for it is only in proportion to unselfish service rendered that life be- comes enriched. I hope that the ideals of West Chester High School will guide your actions so that you may develop into worthy and honorable citizens of our great country. May eternal qualities—loyalty, kindness, and justice—be per- manently yours. Evelyn Smith, '37

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2 ▲ a The Garnet and White Alma iflntrr Soon I must wander far from thee Into this wide world that is calling me. Within thy walls I have learned the truths; Within thy walls I have learned the virtues: Never to forget the friendship thou has taught. Something sacred and golden which cannot be bought. Thy knowledge and strength are deep in my heart. Where they shall remain though we must part. It’s thy loyalty, happiness, and trust that I gain. Which I shall always link with thy name; This is what thou has done for me; Dear Alma Mater, Farewell to thee! Barbara Lewis, '37

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4 A A The Garnet and White iK units rniit iKnaitstcrs TODAY, more than ever before, efforts are being made to combat the menaces of the highways and reduce the death toll. Safety and police organizations conduct special classes for the needed training of the driver, so that he will be “risk-conscious” and will know how to handle his car under various road con- ditions. Whether you know it or not, this has been the prime motive of our schooling for the past twelve years—that is, to manipulate wisely and soundly the intangible highways of life. Fortunately, most of us have been riding this proverbial highway as passengers in a well-equipped bus with hardly a worry or a care and nothing to do but watch the scenery. But now, after all our prerequisite training, we shall abandon the bus and perhaps the appellation of an undergraduate “on the campus of life” at the first cross-road; and, with some farewell advice and best wishes, we shall set forth upon the remainder of life’s journey in our own roadsters, whether they be model T or V-16. Of course, for some of us who are going to college, the road will be well-paved and the driving comparatively easy for the short distance of four years; but it will not be long before we shall all be fellow-wayfarers destined for some lofty goal, ourselves at the wheel. The roads are long, tedious, and hazardous; and they require the utmost skill and caution, especially to avoid ruts and blind alleys and not to miss the rather obscure sign posts. However, the ultimate rewards are success and happiness; for every road has its “pot of gold”. The problem is to reach the pot in the limited span of a lifetime. Nevertheless, with hard work, sacrifice, and wisdom we cannot possibly fail. D. G. Roehrs, '57 ♦ Anrhnrs Aumijlj, mates! THE time has come for us to unfurl our sails and cast off from the Mother Ship. A new period has dawned upon us, and with our banners flying we sail lor lands beyond the horizon. The time brings tears of sadness and joy to our eyes as we part with the staunch old vessel which has sheltered anti counseled us for the last three years. As we leave familiar shores, however, there shines through the darkness ahead a radiant beacon to guide us. It is a last reminder of the happy goal set for us by our Alma Mater as we confidently put to sea in our little craft. On the beacon is written Success. Our compasses point to Integrity, Loyalty, Reliability, and Ingenuity. Our guiding star is Hope, and the motive power will be supplied by Cooperation, Effort, and Good Will. Many royal standards fly at our mastheads; they are our valiant banners of purple and white. Through long ages purple has stood for Nobility and white for Purity. With these in our code, we shall be armed against many evils. 1 here is an old Chinese saying that ships we send out to sea must eventually return to their home port. So may it be with us; although each one of us sets sail tor a different port, we shall all return to our Alma Mater some day and bring with us the Glory which is her due. As we are about to embark on this new voyage, let us hope and pray for guid- ance and fair-sailing. Let each of us adhere to the rules of and play the Game of Life fairly and squarely. Eight bells, and the coast is clear. Cast off. Mates! Jeanne Lytell, '57