Wellesley High School - Wellesleyan Yearbook (Wellesley, MA)

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In Memoriam Danny Crinspoon Terry Kremer Sebbie Santostefano

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“The spring is past and yet it is not sprung; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves be green; My Youth is gone, and yet I am but young; I saw the world and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live and now my life is done.” — Chidiock Tichborne

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Space In this tiny place I sit thinking . . . watching . . . listening. It’s my little space, warm and comfortable. Here I can sit and watch the sun lazily giving off its brilliant light. When the sun slowly sets in the West I think to myself; and try to explain to myself why there is war and peace why there is love and hate. My eyes follow bits of dust, drifting to and fro, endlessly my little space grows darker, and the sounds of night gradually begin to be noticed. My eyes feel drowsy and as I settle back to sleep I have the reassuring thought this is my little space. Sebbie Santostefano — 1968