West Lebanon High School - Piker Yearbook (West Lebanon, IN)

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YIKER S 5 GCT IV - SOPHONORESN Class Officers Edna Cox - - Premdent Virginia White - Vlce Presldent Howard Woodard SGC1 etarv Treasuler Colors - - - Old Gold and Purple Blower P1nk Rose Page Po

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ZPIKEZR Our Gymnasium Our Gymnasium! How does that sound? What does it mean? Did someone from Hillsboro, Covington, Veedersburg, Wallace, Am- bia or Pine Village use that expression? Oh no. That is an ex- pression used by several citizens of West Lebanon and school patrons of this vicinity. Truly, our gymnasium does not refer to a building of wood and concrete actually in existence at the time this book was published, but it does have a meaning almost as significant. Our gymnasium now expresses the hope, aspiration and determination, yes, even fighting spirit of the people in our community to bridge the gap from dreams to reality. When our gymnasium means a suitable place for the physical training of our boys and girls, and a place where the citizens of this part of Warren county can meet for re- creation or business, then West Lebanon will be the athletic, social and civic county seat. The needs and benefits of a gymnasium need no elaboration. Thousands of communities in the Middle West now speak proudly of our gym. But the How to get it? is the problem. There are three main points in salesmanship: to create an interest on the part of the prospect, to turn that interest to want and desire to possess, and to make this want and desire so strong that he is willing to part with his money. In the proposition, our gymnasium, we already have the interest, we already have the Want and desire. Can the third selling point, a willingness to part with the money, be carried over? As a fitting close to the basketball season, the members of the squad and their fathers were entertained at a banquet, March 22, given by the faculty at the B. 8: R. Hotel. The guests were, Fred Haupt and son, Ortong Clarence Haupt and son, Miles, Harley Long and son, Georgie, Ira Evans and son, Verling Thad Crow and son, Lowell, J. C. White and son, Jay, Allen Hipsher and son, Harry, C. A. Davies and son, Hugh, Porter Williams, William A. Hill, trustee, R. W. Lehner, manager of the team, Hal G. Chandler and Leslie Jones. Following a three course banquet, toasts and speeches were made by the guests. Each one expressed his interest in the basket- ball season, and an appreciation of Coach Stuart's efforts. The mem- bers of the squad presented him with a watch chain and knife. The dominant thought of every after-dinner speech was: Why can't we have a gymnasium? The enthusiasm was not based alto- gether upon the impulse of the moment, but was sanely founded upon the needs of our community and the facilities at hand for ful- filling those needs. Page 24

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Page 26 YIKER Sophomore History 'Twas in September of twenty-one, When as Freshmen we'd begun, We were timid, awkard, and shy, But these left us bye and bye. As a number we totaled twenty-six, Some impolite Juniors called us hicks. Often our spirits were cold and damp, But Virginia, our ingenue, Laura, our vamp, They made things lively while we worked away, Working and hoping to be Sophs some day. VVe had cases? Oh, yes! both Latin and love, But they have even those in the classes above. We had Virgil, too, not the study, Just mere boy, but to Laura a buddy. There were also Vera and Emmett, too: Vera rather fell for Gerald Blue. Edna Cox, our president, diplomatic, Ruled us easily and democratic. As the year wore by at a snail's pace, We found we had won out, in the first race. Delight and joy were everywhere, Only a few had some slight despair. Now we are Sophomores, happy and proud, Considering ourselves above the Freshie crowd. Jay White has done splendidly on the basket ball team: On him the rest of the Sophomores beam. We have Lucile Stevenson with us this year, Raymond always whispering in her ear. Grace Byers still works all the time, Opal is asking, When do we dine? Thelma and Florence are very sedate, I'm afraid an old maid will be their fate. Ossie and Geneva think school is bum, VVhile they sit and sit and pop their gum. Nevertheless, I maintain, that it's true, Utmost respect to Sophomores is due. -Opal Lane, '25 S-is for Sophomores, the class that is bestg O-is for Ossie, who teases the rest. P-is for Pittman, who often draws pictures, H-is for Hugh, who sleeps on the fixtures. O-is for Opal, poetically inclined, M-is for Mathis, mixing batters, on her mind. O-is for others, in the Sophomore ring, R-is for Randles, with T. I. on the string. E-is for the end of this blamed old thing.