West Technical High School - Technician Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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OOOOOOOOOOOOOMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIXKHJOOOOOiXWOOOOOOOOOOO OOOWOOOOOOfrOOOOOOOOOOOOOC X o THE ANNUAL STAFF THE Annual staff was selected shortly after the spring semester began, so that they would have plenty of time to write it. After the staff was selected, each member was given a committee to assist with the work. Meetings of the different committees were called occasionally to find out how the work was progressing. They were willing to work, with the result that all the material was in before the end of March. This gave the staff over two months to organize the material, have the Annual printed, and sell it. This group of competent West Tech Seniors was selected for a difficult task. Their aim from the very first meeting was to put out an Annual which was bigger and better than any one which has been issued by any senior class. As to how well the staff has succeeded, we will allow the Annual to speak for itself. Following are the members: Yrjo Koskinen . Editor-in-Chief J. Masoni . Managing Editor Russell Burnham . . Editorial Critic Harold Juergens Associate Editor Helen Upson . . . . Art Harold Ford . Business Manager Roy Lehman . . . Make-up Ray Beeke Associate Editor Lad Jirasek . Advertising Charles Poe . Sporting Editor ooooo hkm ooooch ooo h ockjoooo ooo h kh ooo h k oooooooooo ch ! kh oooooo h oo Seven

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oooooooo ooocKJOo oc CH aoo )CH r H: }Ci K)oooooo H o co ocK ( oo oacK ooa i( ooo o ( FAREWELL Farewell! A long farewell to all our school clays! This is the fate of each: today he enters His class i«i tender hope: tomorrow, blossoms And bears his blushing honors thick upon him: The third (lay conies a test—a telling test— That when he fears, poor student, that full surely His marks will fail to pass him, rates him high. And then he leaves, as we do. We have ventured, Like little children, playing here at life, Four happy seasons in this school of learning. So far beyond our dreams. Our hard-won gifts At last fall on our heads, and now have crowned us As masters ripe for service, in the army Of life’s great stream, that must forever claim us. Bright hope and promise of the world, we greet ye: We feel our hearts new opened. O. how happy Is that student who wins such princely favors! There is. betwixt the fate we now aspire to. And our accomplishment, much for our doing, More trials and fears than schools or students have; But as we go, we go forth conquerors. Never to come again. Classmates, I did not think to shed a tear In all our parting; but thought has forced me. Out of my tender youth, to play the human. Let's dry our eyes; and thus far. hear me. Classmates: And when we are forgotten, as we shall be. And speak to other people, where no mention Of school days stir our memories, say life taught us. Even in youth, to tread the way of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor. Finding the way. out of school life, to rise in A sure and safe one, though so many miss it. Mark every task, and that which trained us all. Classmates, I charge ye each, gird on ambition; With that spur, worlds are conquered; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, win without it? Love thyself well: cherish the work life brings ye; Nothing will win so much as honesty. Still, in thy right hand, carry a resolute will, And faith to silence fear. Be just and fear not. Let all the ends thou aimest at be thy country's. Thy God's and truth's; then, if we fall. 0! Classmates, We fall as blessed martyrs! Serve the world; And—Classmates, let us go! We'll show the world the best of all we have To the last venture: ’tis the world’s: our name, And our devotion to mankind, is all We dare to call our own. But. Classmates! Classmates! If we but serve the world with half the zeal We’ve served our school, we need not in our age, Fear any lack of jo at our success. Go forth with patience. One and all. farewell! Our hopes are high! To heaven itself they swell! OOOOftOOOCJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOvOOO-OOOO'iOOWKKJOOOMOOOOOOOOOOO