Technical High School - Techtonian Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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Tecbtonian, 1940 RETROSPECT: 1990 I am still confined to my chair, But in the afternoons I can sit in the sun . . . From the porch I can see the old red building, And the three doors, So symbolic of every syllable of the life I ever spent three . . . The flag still waves, And the stacks still belch their smoke Into a changeless sky . . . Charles came to visit me today . . . We had a long talk about the old times. He and I were always late at class, And we'd swing hurriedly up the broad sta'rcases And laugh with the deep-rooted joy of living . . . We talked about the labs And the smell of sulfide gas, And how we'd dream for hours on end With only the rhythmic scratch of emery paper On mirrors of metal . . . I sat there for a long time after he had left. I sat and looked at the mauve sunset And at the old red building, And at the past . . . It is strange, when one looks back on the past. So much of it's reality has gone, All the tangible, metallic reality, And in its place a terrifying sense of emptiness . . But something still is mine, Which has a reality all its own, As real as the test tubes, the drawings, and the bo This prize I grasp Has a prismatic, enduring reality That warms the soul, And steels the heart against the fear of age . . . Yes, this remains- A love for every atom of life and happiness During those years, Strong enough to bridge the chasm of time, To span the sea of change, And give impetus to the wheel of memory . . My reality Can cleve the sphere of life, It can reveal The core of beauty, and the heart of flame . . . I can be calm, I can be unafraid. I can sit out my years with a peace of mind That only love bestows . . . Always shall come other men to share that love, Always there shall be other men to love My glass, my steam, my steel as I do . . . Ours is a deathless love, a love of life, The only hope, the only crown Of years . . . oks WALDEMAR HANSEN

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VALEDICTORY We are gathered here in the presence of parents, teachers, and all the friends of these four years to mark the passing of an era in our lives, one which we shall someday regard as a time of idyllic happiness. We are here to say farewell to a phase of life which has been secure, sheltered, and, to each according to his light, successful. We have been fortunate in securing four such years of peaceful, civilized, useful education in a troubled world, now as we depart to seek our separate, unknown destinies it is a wholesome and a fitting thing to pause briefly, glancing back and taking stock of ourselves and our equipment, before leaving to keep a rendezvous with life. Sufficient has been said of the kind and quality of education We received here 5 too little is spoken of the responsibility incurred by all who receive education. They must account for the use made of such assets. How to discharge such responsibility is a problem whose solution is vague to most of us, we only trust that when the time and opportunity occur we shall render a good accounting of ourselves, not alone by the assimilation of book knowledge, but especially through the less tangible acquisition which is providentially ours, the ideals of American culture. While we worked and studied here, enjoying the pleasures of good fellowship, there were in- stilled in us certain ideals of justice, righteousness, truth, honor, liberty, good citizenship, loyalty, patriotism, decency, and fair play. These ideals must be firmly intrenched in our souls that they may be the gleam we follow. The burden of living inexorably shifts to our own shoulders. It is natural that we should assume this burden, even assume it joyously, and confidently, and take up the work of the world for progress is the way of life. We must bend ourselves to the task of making our world a better place to live in and of building successful lives upon the foundation of our education and our ideals. As our ways wind onward we bid farewell to these familiar halls, to the comrades of our four years, to teachers who have guided us in the paths of scholarship and decorum. Now let us feel the exhilarating splendor, the matchless exultation of this priceless moment when we go forth undaunted to face the world, in the full pride of youth with head held high, alone, yet unafraid. MYRON GOOD Tecbtonian, 1940

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l Rowl: li.Lvs1n, P. Cxxivxcmx, li. Kotn. Row 2: li. Config, A. Coast, W. Hxckua, H. Dixoiv. Roxx l: E.SkIlRElI1ER, C1.CllXPNlfXN, E. Run, C. l'1XNlMIiR,v. llxkniinx, President . Vice-President . Secretary . Treasurer . . Sergean t-a t-A rms A ssistan t Sergeant 101 PHILIP CAMPAGNA EDWARD Koen ANTHONY CoRs1 -a t-A tins SENIOR COUNCIL Representatives . l'lDw.xRD Rrcn G1coRta12C. CHAPMAN CHARr.ns L. 1'1AMMIlR WARRICN H, HACKICIK XiINC'IiN'l'1J. BARBIQRA DMUND C. Scimliinicn 108 KlsNNi4:'rn Cuifrie HARoLD Dlxow Emma LAMB With the beginning of each year, the Senior Class elects a president, viceepresident, a secretary, a treasurer, a SCI'gC2lI1I-LII-2lI'mS, an assistant sergeant-at-arms and a representative of each course in Buffalo Technical High School. These young men direct the ship ofthe Senior Class on a straight and narrow course throughout the year. lt is their duty to appoint the class prophet, poet, lawyer, histor- ian and arrange for an adequate social program. This vear's council, representing the class of '40, has submitted a very active and interesting program. For the first time in the annals of Buffalo Technical High School, a Senior prom and banquet has been promoted. To provide funds for this affair, the Senior Class sponsored its annual Skating Party at Scott's Roller Rink. This event terminated in its usual successful manner. Other activities, in which the Senior Class have pride, are the Class Day exercises and the Yearbook. The Senior Class wishes to pay tribute to those advisers, Mr. Andrus, Mrs. Brooks, Mr. Dry, Miss Flavin, Miss Herlihy, and Miss Partridge, who have been instrumental in the attainment of these successes. May we, the Senior Class of 1940, extend our hearty thanks to them for their generous efforts? lt shall always be the desire of the Senior Council to reflect to its Alma Mater, the spirit of TruthgKnowledge-Power. 'I 'l'l'l7f0l1irHl, I 940