Phoenix Country Day School - Phoenician Yearbook (Paradise Valley, AZ)

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1 — I •l ' o ™ (U ,-1 o « .2 S O JJ -. - Jeannine Irene Survaunt Pickrell ' Good bye '

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Have a little smile for those who have pain. Agony is systematic, while you ' re standing in the rain. And there ' s no one, who can smile like you; i wish i could smile like you. Someone told me, that love is a dream, that grows until it breaks And if i find the love i want, i hope it ' s not a snake. You have a smile that ceases all pain. Share a little corner, so i don ' t die in vain. And there ' s no one, who can smile like you; i wish i could smile like you. e. s. Mylessa Nickelson My manner of thinking, so you say, cannot be approved. Do you suppose I care? A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a manner of thinking for others! My manner of thinking stems straight from my considered reflections; it holds with my existence, with the way 1 am made. It is not in my power to alter it; and were it, I ' d not do so. This manner of thinking you find fault with is my sole consolation in life; it alleviates all my sufferings in prison, it composes all my pleasures in the world outside , it is dearer to me than life itself. Not my manner of thinking but the manner of thinking of others has been the source of my unhappiness. The reasoning man who scorns the prejudices of simpletons necessarily becomes the enemy of simpletons; he must expect as much, and laugh at the inevitable. . .If then, as you tell me, they are willing to restore my liberty if I am willing to pay for it by the sacrifice of my principles or my tastes, we may bid one another an eternal adieu, for rather than part with those, I would sacrifice a thousand lives and a thousand liberties, if I had them. These principles and these tastes, I am their fanatic adherent; and fanaticism in me is the product of the persecutions I have endured from my tyrants. The longer they continue their vexations, the deeper they root my principles in my heart, and I openly declare that no one need ever talk to me of liberty if it is offered to me only in return for their destruction. The Marquis De Sade, in a letter to his wife oh, that ' s a pleasant thought p. w. 42

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To my old friends that are now in the service. . .Mark W. , Tim C. , Phil V. , Scott P. , and Rick H. 1 salute you Preston, I heard Jazz isn ' t dead; it just smells funny. But I also heard that Rock Roll is here to stay. Whatever the name —KICK IT OUT! WALTER SPENCER REPENNING Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh: my name means the shape I ' m in--and a good hand- some shape it is, too. With a name like yours, you might be any shape, almost. Shiprocker sailing free and easy — hearing what the Dormouse said . . . .