Kimball High School - Lancer Yearbook (Royal Oak, MI)

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Classes require the planning of many pictures as Barb Kirk, Gayle Maudlin and Jean Wilmes know. Karen Timmereck, Mary Pierce, Karla Hurst, and Sharon Olson carry out the important procedure of securing yearbook ads. ,gm 1.1151 .-df f Discussing the placement of pictures for the Senior section of the yearbook are Joanna Frasie, Donna F lechsig, and Sue Hurst. l Receiving a pep talk by Editor Jane Tipps on the fundamentals of a good yearbook are Sue Lloyd, Sue Benschop, Gail Allston, Nancy Ingram, Nancy Parker, and Kathy Scholle. - - ':i r i 1 ,I H1 init 1 'Q ll, ,, f'f'

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, 'E .. nd all we have are memories , On November 22,i1963, at 1 PM John Fifzgefaia Kennedy, asm President of the United States of America, was pronounced dead, killed by the high-powered rifle of a hidden assassin. Now, months later, all we have left of this man, one of the greatest leaders that our nation has known, are memories. g We remember numblyi in silencefieach of us iipraying inifhis down special way . . . i i . i X i . . . seeing out of moist eyes and our friends and foes weeping openly and un- asharnedly . . . walking through, halls that once were filled with conversation and laugh- ter but then held only sadness and grief . . . ' . . . standing outside the shell of our school and watching the heavens cry as green velvet pine trees bowed their heads in respect . . . We remember theflags at half-staff and the way the entire world united to pay him tribute . . . . . . the quiet courage of his wife as she walked slowly behind the caisson that carried her husbandis body . . . . . . the muffled roll of myriad drums as the cortege passed by the Weeping throngs of mourners . . . . . . the grown-up little girl who, crying, clutched her mother's hand as her brother, like a brave little soldier, saluted farewell . . . the soleful sound of taps and the crash of rifle volleys echoing across the Virginia countryside . . . . . . the solemn lighting of a torch whose flame will eternally burn atthe head of the President's grave . . . . We remember this and so much more about those days in November when we said good-bye to our young President. But most of all we remember john F. Kennedy, the man . . . r e i . . . The man who pledged himself to his nation and who gave the last full measure of his devotion for it . . . the man who had that funny way of talking that made so much sense . . . the man who smiled and joked and laughed . . . the man who loved all men, be they white or black or yellow . . . the man who smiled and joked and laughed with his countrymen . . . and the man who in death gave us the courage and faith to stand up for our beliefs as he did for his, and to make this country what he knew it could be-a nation united and willing to pay any price in order to assure the sur- vival and success of liberty. Christine Pamerleau , , I , g I ,. K , K .. . ,K V 1 K K .. k 5 .-f,g'ff.aw :r :'.e:e 'ggHr' -e w e gi Qi X we ,- f 'A fs' 7 - W A V , , ,af W5 -ee-f-I-,r g ,- ,E - .. pam, - -,gfav -2 -,zt M if- if ' ' ' - K f frs 5:s2':71ffeae?f ,1f g-hp ' - H iw , ' , ig W ,..,iZ .. 8 , i, M 45 i,2.g,, I I I if f 5 279 I fl 1' I.. lf' I.. A Q ti it E E t , , , . iff ',-- ff I + K ti i iii