Edgewood Park High School - Sketch Book Yearbook (Briarcliff Manor, NY)

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Dedication N behalf of the 1951 graduating classes we wish to express our deepest appreciation to MR. AND MRS. WALTER POWNALL for their unfaltering efforts to make our life at Edgewood Park run smoothly and harmoniously: to Mrs. Pownall for her unfailing patience and beneficial guidance as our Social Directress, to Mr. Pownall for his tireless vigil over our comforts and conveniences. We gratefully dedicate this yearbook to them and we will never forget their friendly assistance throughout our years of preparation for the unlimited experiences which lie ahead of us.

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Foreword ENDY has left the Land of the Lost Children. The great glass windows have closed behind her, but the door to the nursery will open into a brand new world, with brand new adventures, for it is time to grow up at last. In many ways, our desires are patterned after hers, for we were eager to play at adulthood and anxious to reach it. Yet, as we look back, we are more inclined to be as Peter Pan. We wish that we could remain in our childhood forever, having a new adverture every day, every hour, every moment, as our imaginations guide us. We have known pirates who were chased by Indians, Indians who were stalked by wild and ferocious animals. We have seen it all, and we have been part of it all. We have had wonderful Nanas who have cared for us, watched over us, we have even learned to Hy. Nothing has been denied us, for we are the greatest wonder of the world, we are the children. 1 We have had incomparable adventures which we will never experience again, but now we are to step into the most wonderful, most exciting, most inspiring adventure of all-the adventure of life. The memories of our experiences in the Land of the Lost Children will remain with all of us. In time, with some they will gradually fade, as we become concerned with the seriousness of the tasks which we are about, Peter Pan will fly into our rooms less and less often. Yet, others of us will never forget when it is time to return for a while and see that the spring cleaning is done, that noses are wiped, and that trousers are mended. And as time goes on and we are no longer able to make the long journey our- selves, Wendy, our children, and our childrens children will follow the same path in our places, with Peter Pan at their sides. It is they who will refresh our minds and renew our memories. Through them we will become the possessors of the greatest power of all-- the power of never growing old. V

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