Bernice Chase Noll Growing Up

85. High School Senior Picnic

No more teachers -- No more books -- No more teachers dirty looks. I am a senior and the end is in sight. We have a senior picnic and go swimming on the McKenzie River. I was now the top dog at our school. Free at last -- Free at last, was our motto on that day. My friend and fellow senior Jeanne Daniels sits beside me. The class of 1947 still meets once a month for lunch and Jeanne still attends as do Paul and I. Perhaps 10-12 members of that class still meet.