West Hazleton High School - Arcana Yearbook (West Hazleton, PA)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY T IME MARCI-IES ON just four years ago we, the class of 37 , having completed our elementary education, entered high school with approximately one hundred twenty so called greenies. We Were, to be sure, only a small unimportant part of our school, but success, crowning our enjoyable Freshman Day, laid low any suspicion of lacking cooperative ability among us. With the school year at an end, We were no longer Freshman, because . . . Time Marches On. As partially dignified Sophomores, we participated earnestly in sports, debating, and other extra-curricular activities. We were especially proud of our athletic and debating stars. Soon unforgetable Sophomore Day, was at hand with its doubly joyous dance and card party. More quickly than anticipated We remained Sophomores no longer, because . . . Time Mmfcloes On. Becoming full fledged upper classmen, as Juniors, a sense of importance closed in about us especially on Junior Day when another successful class day passed by, climaxed with a dance and card party in the evening. How quickly those three years seemed to have passed-but Wait-can our Junior year have passed so quickly? This was the year Wherein we skimped and saved our pennies for our wonderful class rings. How proud We were that first day when we flashed our rings with all their glorious splendor into the eyes of our successors. How fine everything went that year. How sturdy We felt under the leadership of all our capable instructors. And then just as every perfect thing ends, so did our Junior year, for . . . Time Mmfcbcs Olz. The ARCANA 1937

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THE SENIORS Class Officers President: RICHARD HILL Secretary: VERNA GEORGE Treasurer: DOMINIC BARTOL Vice President: MAIKIE ENTIEIQO Motto Deeds Not Worcfs The ARCANA 1937

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1937 -We awoke to find ourselves Seniors confronted by many important problems such as that of financing our year book, preparing ourselves to enter the game of life where certainly education is a handy tool with which to work, and even to uphold our dignity as Seniors by setting an example for under classmen. Into problems such as these we plunged. Whole-heartedly backed by our townspeople, the faculty, and the underclassmen, is it any wonder that our class play Scoop,', the Annual Ball, Special Assemblies, and similar affairs had been so successful? Then came that unforgetable evening-the night of the Prom with its memories that will never grow dim-memories of lovely music, and dancing, and of gay decorations, and colorful lights. Every moment was enticing with variety and fun. As we now prepare for graduation, it is with sorrow and regret that we realize our high school days have come to an end. Soon we shall be gone forever realizing that there is a debt to society which we must pay, that, of making some worthy account of ourselves. We leave our high school with that objective in mind, for . . . Time Mmfcloes On. X The ARCANA 1937