Windsor High School - Pow Wow Yearbook (Windsor, IL)

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|J n in - W n m Freshmen Class History On.the fifth day of September, 1927, twenty-nine Freshmen started on the long journey through High School. September 6th found us beginning our battle with Algebra, English, History, Latin and Physiography. The first week was interesting and exciting, although troublesome to find our respective classes. However, by the second week, the youngest, smartest Freshmen Class of Windsor Community High School was busy endeavoring to get their studies. When the other classes were having their meetings we organized and elected our officers, who are the following: Gretta Lee Elliott, president; Pauline Wallace, vice president; George Franklin Lemons, secretary; Jacob Grider, treasurer; Floyd Bauer, historian. Miss Weld and Mr. Edwards are our class advisers. In October the Sophomores gave us green Freshmen an initiation. Several were electric shocked, others had the delightful diet of egg whites followed by honey, while others revealed their cultured voices; a few prayed to Mr. Alexander to let them graduate from high school in four years. We astonished the Sophomores by performing the feats so brilliantly. Several attended the basket ball games, which proved to be of interest to many of us since two of our boys, namely, George Elliott and Jim Wallace, made the first team. The Freshmen were represented in the high school orchestra by Mary Anna Bell Garvin and Helen Hennigh with the violin and Pauline Wallace with the cornet. The Latin Club is one of the interesting functions to the pupils who take this subject. At a play given by the members of the Club the Freshmen sold candy in order to secure money for the annual. The Art Club consists of many Freshmen who show their skill in this work. We finish this year with the anticipation that we will all be Sophomores next year and we hope the class of ’29 will enjoy and have as much success as the class of the previous year. —IRENE PETERSON. -4 23

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o ut-1X1 It lit To Willis Walker Willis Walker, our janitor man. Has a smiling face, with a coat of tan. He’s very tall and he’s very lean. But he’s the cheeriest man that ever was seen. He laughs at our jokes, be they funny or dry. He gives us a smile as we pass him by, He picks up our notes, and never will tell, What we say in them, or where they fell. Four years he’s stood our chewing gum, Stuck under our desks, till there’s most a ton, And rung the bell that calls us all, Back to our High School’s room and hall. For Willis Walker, our janitor man. Carries a brush, and a big dust pan. He sweeps the floor, he dusts the chairs. And keeps all “peelings” off the stairs. —M. I., '28. 1U2H ■{ 25 }• •- V ' ■»