Class Poem
All hail the class of forty-six
With our motto, "2XL".
Our honor, as in the world we mix,
It will, unfailing, tell.
We strive for glory and perfection,
On paths of truth we glide.
Our Alma Mater leads our direction
And our motto is the guide.
The White Carnation is our flower
For loyalty and purity it stands.
It's bright amid the sun and shower
And gives hope to many lands.
Freshness and purity of thought and eeed
Inspire our class colors of Green and White.
Led by that banner we have one creed
And that to follow the path of right.
We seniors of forty-six
Have shared sorrow and success.
We have been in many a "fix"
Of that we must confess.
But when the battle's fought and won
When we leave our loyal class;
When graduation is history done
Success will come in years to pass.
Now we're fighting side by side
In striving toward our goal;
May we never, never slide
Though time may take its toll.
Hugh Rose
Senior Class Song
Through the years of high school
We had lots of fun,
Even though our teachers
Kept us on the run.
In the line of starting we will always be,
We are always at the top everyone can see.
We the class of '46 have worked hard and long
2-x-L in every way, evein in this song.
Helpful and happy, in our class and school,
We strive 2-x-L this has been our rule.
Seniors of '46, hwere we join at last
Bidding farewell to each and every class.
Now that we are leaving,
We have chosen these
Colors are the green and white,
Carnation if you please.
To the tune of "Bell Bottom Trousers".
Frances Hait.
1946•26
The 1946 Almedian - South Kortright Central School Yearbooks - SKCS 1946 Almedian
