Abraham Lincoln Junior High School - Annual Yearbook (Rockford, IL)

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Qaaewaacf Footprints lead . . . Footprints move ahead . . Footprints point to the future . . f'Ma1zy a foofsfep of yours and mine, Has Z'1'0dd011f these halls in the passage of time. These same footsteps, strewn so casually along the halls, stairs, and gym Hoor have left indelible paths behind us . . . paths which others, in the course of time, will follow. These paths, trampled down by many feet, have led us to learn- ing, wisdom, and understanding, even though they may seem only to have gone from a lockerpto a classroom, or from gym to cafeteria. The nrst and last miles along these paths were so hard. You remember them, donit you? The first mile was spent hunting for room numbers, with you, a timid seventh grader, finding yourself in a far corner of the basement' after following the directions of a mischievously grinning upperclassman. The other miles passed quickly, too quickly, perhaps, you decide, as you look back on them. lX'larching along the halls, strolling into classrooms, lingering near lockers, skipping on stairs, splashing into the pool, marking time in the lunch line, racing on the gridiron, climbing over bleachers, Olidinff over the dance floor . . . thousands of Lincoln feet have D b , moved steadily onward toward their ultimate goal. And now as ninth Graders we have trod our last mile at Lin- a .5 1 coln . . . a sad mile, because soon we shall be leaving our friends, our teachers, and all our junior high school days. But first, let us stop for moment . . . Letis imagine weire back in our favorite junior high . . . Let's pretend we are, once more, going to . . .

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September . . Qctober . November . S11llj5fll'7 I'g ll1f1'0l'lgll leaves lu joyous deliglzf, lfl C're d1'c'a11z1'11g of v1'cf'1'y .flf football tonight. i Fall , . . the beginning of a new school year. For seventh graders, it meant a new school, new teachers, and new friends. As sixth graders, they had heard great tales of the privileges and advantages of junior high school and now here they were-a little leery, perhaps, but all set to meet and conquer a new world. laighth graders returned to school with mixed feelings-sorry that vacation and all that fun had ended, but anxious to see what new activities were in store for them. But, ah . . . the ninth graders! At last they were upperclassmen. They could send innocent little freshies on wild goose chases. They knew where the gym was, and how to get to the cafeteria. They knew how to work combination locks, and how to slam the locker door shut quickly before books and boots could tumble out. As October and November rolled around, all pupils - old and new alike - were settling down to routine, becoming accustomed to schedules, and mixing busi- ness with pleasure as well as they could. Homework and practicing were sandwiched in between club meetings, football games. and canasta parties. Those delightful afternoons proved irresistible to many Lincolnites who took to the parks for homeroom picnics and hamburger roasts. Lingering around a crackling, smoky Fire, they talked, toasted marshmallows, sang songs, and stored up memories they will never forget. 64?