Lafayette High School - Oracle Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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I SENICR CLASS POEM IDIE lingers, stops for no one,- With steady march wars have begun. As one life ends, new life is born, W'hile worlds built well are often torn Apart, as day is done. Our four years here have hastened by. Quickly, pleasantly, you and I Have learned. And now we leave to face A world perturbed, quickened in pace, Resolved hate to defy. Democracy must reign. ' patriots cried. That they might leave, both far and wide, A continent where voices sing Dear God, let endless freedom rin gf, Americans have died. Fond inemories will never fade g Struggles we face we'll not evade. The war-torn world seems black to ford So thus, this June, we shall march toward Our tasks, determined though afraid! Lois Herman

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T0 THE C ITTLE did you think when you entered Lafayette as Freshmen four years ago that you would be leaving the school in the midst of the greatest war the world has ever known. Little did you realize that graduation from high school would hurl you into such a maelstrom of conflicting ideals, with the nations deter- mined to fight to the bitter end for the achievement of such ideals. Little did you suppose that modern democratic and Christian civilization could be so challenged in a world far removed from primitive living. Little did you understand that you would inevitably be drawn to share in and support your own nation in this bitterest of struggles. All that you believed had forever been banished from the world has once more reared its ugly head. Perhaps this has left you dazed and confused-it could scarcely leave a different impression. But you have the priceless heritage of youth, the inborn ability to rebound from and resent all ideas' that the world is lost. You feel strongly and deeply that it must not and therefore cannot be so. Youth makes it possible for you to face inevitable hardships with staunch courage, knowing deep in your heart that right will eventually win as surely as day follows night and season follows season. Renewed strength enables you to lift your bit on the great wheel of united effort. A deeply-grounded faith assures you in its whisperings that an even better world is bound to come from the darkness and toil of the present one. You know that, as always, after the storm the sun will shine. You go forward to share in the opportunities of the new dayg you will perform a better task than your elders. Never have I said to a. Senior Class more sincerely, Grasp and hold fast to Lafayette's motto-'Be Strong and of a Good Courage' No matter where you go, no matter what you may be called on to endure, no matter how sorely you are tried, let it be some small comfort to feel that Lafayette will be standing behind you and wishing for you Strength, a life of Honor and utter Loyalty in the Service of your Country.

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ALUTATCDRY T is a privilege and a pleasure to welcome you, on behalf of the class of 1942 of Lafayette High School, to its class night exer- cises. I feel highly honored in being chosen to extend this official greeting to the parents, families, and friends of this year's graduates. The four years we have spent here have been carefree and won- derful, and many of us will look back longingly to that happy period. During these important years, when we were slowly being trans- formed into young men and women, we forged bonds of close acquaintanceship and friendship which will remain among life's most vivid and most pleasant memories. This is not a time for regret or sorrow but rather a time for hope and jubilation. Tonight marks the culmination of the first stage in our careers. This is the last time we shall gather as a group within these friendly walls, and we shall ever hold this moment in fond recol- lection. So I salute you and again welcome you to this memorable occa- sion, the Class Night of the Class of 19412. Israel Jacobs ASPERA. TUM SAECULA MITESCENT There'll be a day when wars are laid aside And bitter ages ne'er will eome again. The hoary Fates, the goddess of the home, With Romulus and Remus rule the land. The awful gates of war will be foreed shut, In place secured by heavy iron bars. Within, oh Fury, zuifhed wilt thou sit Above thy eruel armor, useless now, With hands behind thy baeh fast bound by strips Of bronze, a hundred knotted brazen thongs,' And only fries most terrible to hear From lips o'erspread with blood disturb the calm. K.-ieneid, I, Q91-2971. Translated by Genevieve Clark 21