Bishop Fenwick High School - Lance Yearbook (Peabody, MA)

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PROLOGUE People arrive at Fenwick every morning by many different means: some who live close by walk; others from Peabody and neighboring towns ride the bus; those students who live in close proximity to one another are picked up by their carpool. Many upperclassmen enjoy the freedom of driving their own cars. Hundreds of students and faculty from all over the northshore to assemble at a single nucleus in time for the 8: 1 0 bell. . . . And then ... it rings. . . . The pledge of Allegience, an inspir- ational prayer, a deluge of announcements, and so begins another day. If Barbara Walters were to come up to someone from Fenwick and say “Tell me something about your school, perhaps the person would respond with a pause of silence. Indeed Bishop Fenwick is no “one thing. Every member can find something uniquely special that they feel sufficiently defines our school . Maybe it is one good memory of an event that almost forced time to stand still and brought the meaning of life into focus. A short 60 seconds when something wonderful happened at Fenwick, a moment that will never be forgotten. Another student might answer that sitting down in the cafe and listening to the stereo with a group of friends is Fenwick. Perhaps for someone else quietly (?) studying in the library or plowing through a poem in English class. Still another might say it is catching a pass on the football field or running the four mile block. After interviewing several members of the Fenwick community, Ms. Walters would see that though the co ncept of Fenwick is different for many, overall it is the same. . . . People! Our school is a place where we are growing, sharing and giving while in search of that elusive thing called education. By 2:20 as the world of Fenwick dissapates into various directions, the people who are leaving are changed. We are different because of the new knowledge we have gained either within or outside of the classroom.