There is a book that I have been reading. It was printed in 1939. It's a true story full of hopes and dreams. It's a book about finishing the old, and about new beginnings. It can be read frontwards or backwards, or opened to any page at all.
I don't know why I picked up this book. The high school is nowhere near me and I don't know any of these folks. Perhaps I just wanted to read all the signatures and sayings. Or look through the hairstyles that were popular in 1939. But I've thumbed through it a few times. I'm amazed at how friendly and courteous the students were to each other as they bade each other farewell. How nice it is to read "...a swell fellow..." as a compliment. Here are some of my favorites:
Lots of luck and don’t drink too many coca-colas
Voted Best Dresser. I say “Ditto”!
To the best______?
To a darn nice fellow.
You certainly do dress the part
And the names are amazing. No baby is given any of these names anymore:Muriel, Gertrude, Blanche, Beatrice, Althea, Elsie, Herbert, Clifford, Roderick, or Edwin.
The young gentleman whose book this was, was on the Basketball team, Championship Intramural Swimming Team, Print Shop, Usher and Guard Service, P.S.A.L. Pins, Blue Cards. (I don’t know what all of these were, but he was busy!) The quote underneath says: “Strong and content I travel the open road.”
I can't help but wonder if these folks were truely prepared for what was to happen in the world once they left school, started families, or joined the military. Did they keep those happy, young students within them? How many went on to become successful business persons? How many went on to teach, maybe you or me?
There was one young woman who didn't get a chance to do that. On a page dedicated to her, I read about one of the happiest, most charming persons in the school. She was the third girl in the school ever to be elected to G.O. presidency.
"She revelled in the simplest things, in frankfurters for instance. Whether strolling past the counter in the five-and-ten, or stopping at a road-stand in the middle of a bus ride, El would order frankfurters.
In her grammer school days, she was pure tomboy, climbing trees and walking off with the best marble-players' marbles."
Those of you who have been with me for a while know that I love looking into the lives of folks from our past. Finding this book was a real treat for me. But, you already knew that, didn't you ;)
By the way, I'm typing this post in true html, adding in paragraph breaks and everything. Blogger is having some sort of problem, so this is my work-around. Cool beans, huh?! I guess you CAN teach an old dog new tricks ;)