Wood High School - Anemone Yearbook (Windfall, IN)

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A HIGHER Al O people pray intelligently? Do they pray for impossible things? I have never heard a person pray for a hardship or a hin- derance. They always pray for benefit, rather than hinder- ance to be overcome. You can learn better through the school of bitter experiences than to have everything perfect and go through life with no worry. The man who struggles up to the top by himself is, in all respects, superior to the one who has had a life of luxury with his inherited fortune lifting him up. A selfmade man will stay at the top long after the others have fallen. His ideals are raised higher, his goal is higher, and his general aim is raised higher each time be comes into reaching distance of them. By overcoming obstacles in his path instead of taking the path of least resistance, he inspires confidence in himself and others below him. VVith this confidence he overcomes and shatters each blockade with a little more force and determination than the last. Gerald McClish X 1 . .EX Puglc Tu'cnIy1fo141'

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I FIRST GRADE FIRST ROW: M. Retherford, L. Henry, D. Meeks R. Hodges, R. Stout, N. Espy. SECOND ROW: B. Carter, H. Alley, Z. Yundt, D Campbell, F. Irwin, L. Singer, C. Pierce, S. Rether- ford, E. Ryan, M. Pfeiffer. THIRD ROW: K. Pugh, H. Ahrendt, M. Richards H. Davis, D. Barnes, H. Carter, P. Cubert, R. Fecher B. Porter, B. Browning, B. Morrison. BACK ROW: D. Howell, V. Thatcher, L. Clouser M. Harrell, G. Downs, M. Weismiller, C. McClish R. Sartain, B. Parrish, R. Berger. SECOND GRADE FIRST ROW: T. Ryan, R. Blessing, B. Smith, K Davis, D. Smith, B. McCorkle, C. Irwin, M. Hel- muth, P. Dutton, B. Hodges. SECOND ROW: M. Ericson, J. Hodson, C. Barker B. Terrell, A. Browning, W. Ford, L. Bogue, C Hollowell, H. Bolinger, H. Powell. THIRD ROW: Miss Ricks, J. Browning, R. Porter G. Campbell, J. Weismiller, K. Howell, F. Hall, J Applegate, G. Malston, D. Cyphers. ITHRD GRADE TOP ROW: B. Gunning, M. Blackburn, W. Brown- ing, S. Barnes, B. Clouser, G. Campbell, R. Berger C. Summers, J. Alley, B. Heath. SECOND ROW: C. Applegate, H. Scott, M. Crouch E. Brankle, J. Johnson, E. Ryan, S. Reid, N. Hobbs H. Barrett, C. Meeks, R. Clouser. THIRD ROW: Miss Cage, Z. Stout, R. Legg, J Smith, J. Smith, L. Carter, M. Lacy, G. Cottingham D. Smith, L. Davis. BOTTOM ROW: B. Meeks, R. Miller, K. Hunrlley F. Singer, K. Retherforrl. FOURTH GRADE FRONT ROW: H. Browning, D. Johnson, K. Miller M. Hutcherson. SITTING ON CHAIRS: J. Cast, B. Freeland, E Singer, C. Dewitt, I. Smith, N. Plummer, S. Patter- son, M. Springer. STANDING ON FLOOR: Miss Strubbe, B. Smith J. Simmons, L. Hundley, E. Campbell, H. Clouser A. Guffey, M. Gray, J. Meeks, M. Fisher. BACK ROW: H. Clouser, J. Dutton, R. Johnson, A Davis, J. Nelson, K. Thatcher, W. Bolinger, A Richards. Page Tuenly Ihm

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PEA UTS and LOVE HAD just got my new position in the store where I worked, I now sold peanuts. It happened just yesterday. I was sitting behind the count- er, daydreaming about a pair of shining brown eyes and lovely dark hair. I hadn't had much experience in love except for the time I held Miranda's hand in church. Her round face was all pi-ettied up in pink and red. As I was thinking about the past, I seemed to hear some distant voice saying, Nuts, nuts, I want some nuts . I just heard the last. part of it. I jumped up and said, Who called me a nut? .lust then I looked into the most beautiful, wonderful, brown eyes I had ever seen. I stuttered and made funny noises, but Hnally made her under- stand that I was profoundly sorry. She made her purchase and was gone like a floating vision. I looked down at a little white card which she had dropped. I picked it up and read, Rev. Charles Tolle of the Quaker Church at 24th and Broadway Streets, Windfall, Indiana . I thought l'd go to church that night. When I entered the holy doors of the church, I saw many familar faces. I saw Phyllis Hobbs sitting on the front seat, Jim Sholty looking like a saint, and Virginia Hutto, Dorothy Thomas, and Wayne Meyer all praying together. Then I saw her, my dream girl. As I passed her going out the door after the wonderful sermon by Rev. Tolle, she asked me to take her home. ' I helped her into my buggy and told the horse to trot along. I just couldn't think of anything to say.She said her name was Imo- gene Zehner. She cuddled up close to me and did I blush! I tried to think of some love speeches I'd heard Wayne Meyer reciting, but I couldn't think of any. She said, Kiss me, Eddie. I said, Well, it might scare the horse. He's not used to such things. Don't be silly, she cooed in my ear, so I leaned over and kissed her hand. She sighed and looked up at me, but I just stared at the horse. After a few minutes of silence, she said, I know the loveliest spot for lovers. I said, Well, er, er, well-what lovers? Why us, silly. Park right over there under that willow tree. Seeing a sign by the tree, I read it aloud, One hour parking. Oh dear, why do people have to make such laws, Imogene said. Don't you think the moon is lovely? It looks as if some artist had painted it just for us, dear. Uh huh, was all I could say. You are the most arduous lover, she said. What are you thinking about? By this time, the sweat had popped out on my forehead. I answer- 4 ed, I was, er, just thinking what a-a-swell, er swell horse I've got. Oh, She sounded disappointed. I guess you'd better take me home. Written by Edward .lack Page Tzrenly-ji rr