Bridgewater State University - Alpha Yearbook (Bridgewater, MA)

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ESTHER S. GREEN 3111 HHPIIIUHZIIII And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill: But O for the touch ofa vanished hand, And the sound ofa voice that is still. ---Tennyson

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VVILLIAM E. CULLINAN QAugust 8, 1905-February 17, 19265 C VVild VVilliam,', Bill j, 102 Union Street, Rockland, Mass. N. A. A., Dramatic Club, Glee Club, Football, Basket- ballg Soccer. In September, 1922. a class of over eighty freshmen started on the road to a degree. Of this large number only twelve were boys, who had classes apart from the girls. Naturally, each young man was deeply held in reverence as a friend by every other young man. Each other's names were soon learned, and the name of Bill,' was immediately in promi- nence. He shone in football and in baseball. In his second year he starred in basketball, and was lauded in his fourth year for his excellent work in soccer. Besides being a four-letter man, he was versatile in other types of sport. As a student, Bill was in the AH Class. He had a highly intelligent, alert, and keen mind, much in evidence in every class. Not only were his recitations highly creditable, but also were his essays, which were filled with substance cleverly arranged and poetical, and which were most en- joyable. Bill will always be remembered a poet. He created ex- quisite rhymes and verse for the classes and for the boys, all of which effervesced with life, laughter, and youth. After cementing our friendships through the last three years, we came together refreshed this past Fall to finish the last lap of Normal School. Bill came to Bridgewater to stay, but resumed commuting after Thanksgiving. After Christmas, he began work on the Men 's Dramatic Club play, The Time of His Life. Bill had a very difficult char- acterization, which he play-ed to perfection. The play was presented and Bill was a hit. About two weeks later came the severe shock- Bill was called to his Eternal Reward. Some time or other in the course of our lives there comes to each of us some great sor- row, inevitably and unavoidablv it steals on us so suddenly we cannot realize the depth until afterward. The memory of him will always linger- Bill here at school, o11e of us. 'tNor blame I Death, because he bare The use of virtue out of earth: ll know transplanted human worth Will bloom to profit, otliemvliei-e. I ln Menioriam ' '-Tw n ny.wf1.

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GREEN, ESTHER S. CFeh, 5, 1905-Dec. 9, 19255, 201 Cent-er Street,iBrockton, Mass. After Senior I had come together again and had had a chanc-e to look around, one of the first tlrngs which we noticegl was Esther 's smile. 'What a smile it was! No matter what the circumstances, that smile was always ready to cheer up some downhearted person. lVith her sunny disposition and winning smile, is it any won 'er that Esther's friends were many and that she was loved by all? She was the type of girl who didn't waste time complaining about her studies, but went right ahead and did them, That is one reason why she was so successful in her work. lVe missed her when it came to playing on our class teams. Esther was always fond of outdoor sports and made good at them. e Although Esther was more quiet than most of her class- mates, she was just as eager for a good time as any of us. Many were the good times she furnished us with her ready wit. P As time went on and we grew to love Esther more and more, we congratulated ourselves on having such a girl in our class. But we were not to have her for long, for when we came hack to ,Normal after training. Esther was not among us. After waiting patiently for several days, there came one morning the message that Esther would no longer be a mem- her of our class. This news was received with great sorrow liy the class that loved her so well. Every girl felt her loss so keenly that it was a long time before we could get used to the tact that Esther was not coming back any more. The spirit of our loving classmate has remained with us and will continue to remain in our hearts even after we are no longer the class of Senior I. - , ,