Newton High School - Newtonian Yearbook (Newton, MA)

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and a two-hour question-and-answer ses- sion with Martin Wohl, a Harvard Pro- fessor. Perhaps the question of value of the Seminar was answered by a boy from Boston Trade who replied to a comment posed by Negro leader Paul Parks, How come I feel friendly with all these kids? Is this course one way we can learn to respect each other? I'm not mad at any- body. These are great kids. At the same time the Seminar kids were busy painting fences, on the other side of the continent in Seattle a political dynasty f The Batchelder Bunch J was being born under the skillful hands of Richard D. Batchelder, nominee for Pres- ident of the National Education Associa- tion. Arriving at Seattlels Municipal Air- port for the Association's convention, Batch, accompanied by his loyal wife, his trusty lieutenant Miss Helen Ryan, and a coterie of distinguished per- sonnel, had these words to give the press: It's Time to Teach. Unanimously nominated by the Teach- er's Associations of New England and well-known throughout the nation. R. D. B. was considered a shoo-in for the elec- tion. After all. he had Miss Ryan. didn't he? The word was out: Mr. Novak had beaten him on N.B.C., but Batchelder wanted this one. The night of the election arrived. Mr. Batchelder and his loyal wife retired to their hotel suite to observe the proceed- ings via television. Miss Ryan was on the convention floor, so weighted down with Batchelder buttons she had trouble getting around. But she was having fun. Suddenly there was trouble down front. The California delegation threatened to nominate a favorite son. A ripple of ex- citement ran through the assembled dele- gates. Who could it be? Could it possibly be R.D.B.'s arch rival. John F. Novak? Mr. Batchelder tremblingly held his loyal wife's hand. The leader of the Cali- fornia delegation arose and turned sneer- ingly to the cameras. The delegation from the great state of General Hoot Freemont. the home of the giant briarsap. etc.. etc .... California. hereby nomin- ates its favorite son. l-yndon Baines Peepers! Mr. Batchelder breathed a huge sigh of relief. Mrs. Batchelder. Mr. Batcheld- er's loyal wife. breathed a huge sigh of relief. Miss Ryan breathed a huge sigh of relief and all her buttons fell off. That cornpone! Why LB. Peepers was run- ning on a platform of Put a Giant in Your Washer! The rest was antielimaetie. Mr. Batch- elder swept to an overvvhehning yietory. Mr. Batehelders wife stayed loyal. Miss Ryan. his trusty lieutenant. managed to pick up all her buttons. And President- eleet Batchelder called his kids and told them to pick up the dogs by their ears.

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Early autzunn is both an end and a beginning. The heat stays but the rest is left to memory. There are no regrets, howeverg the anticipation is too ntneh and fall is upon ns before we realize it.