Agawam High School - Sachem Yearbook (Agawam, MA)

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But it won’t be all smooth sailin’ As you skim along the years, ’Cause life’s made up of laughter, Of understanding, and of tears. Sometimes, a friendly lighthouse Will send forth its gleaming ray, And across the troubled waters Like a torch ’twill light the way. Life’s a game of give and take, And thus you’ll find it true That what you give unto the waves Is what comes back to you. When you feel the ship a-sinking Almost a lowly wreck, Just rescue all the others — Be the last to leave the deck. Be the man who’s just the same, On land or on the sea; When Dame Misfortune hits a blow, He takes it smilingly. Whatever be your destiny, Face it like a man, As long as God’s in Heaven, You’re a part of His plan. Now the sun is soaring skyward, It’s time to dip the oar, In the glory of life’s morning, We’ll leave this dear old shore. Yes, we’re leaving our safe harbor For wide channels of the sea, But all the days we’ve spent here Dwell in the hall of memory. Vivian Brown, ’27 rol

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ervation, the surest method of game propagation has been utilized; for good forests mean good fishing and hunting. A movement is now under way for establishing town forests. If Aga- wam wants a good investment, paying, not only in dollars, but in the health and happiness of its residents, let it buy a tract of land unsuited for agricul- tural purposes and use it exclusively as a breeding ground for wild life. Let it think of the future as well as of the present, and follow the suggestion of ’27’s class motto: Non Nobis Sed Omnibus — Not for Ourselves, but for Others. Paul B. Cesan (i)hip zAhoy ! hip Ahoy! — the captain’s shouting, As he leans against the bow — For four long years you’ve waited — But we’re leaving harbor now. For years you’ve been a-planning For just this one long run, But, even vet, you’ve much to learn Ere this great trip is done. I know you’ve conned the principles, But you’ll find the rule of three Can’t always be applied to things — Least of all, this sea. Book learning’s wonderful, And mighty handy, too, But there’s a host of things That books can’t ever teach to you. But this sea is a great old teacher — What she teaches you’ll recall Till your bones are laid to slumber ’Neath a cold and stony wall. But she don’t write your ratings On any card or mart — She just weighs you in the balance And writes upon your heart. Today, your hearts are glowing, The sky’s of softest hue, There’s a Land of Promise waiting Out there beyond the blue. Your very souls are throbbing With the lure of salty brine, With the hope of gems and jewels And casks of sweetest wine. [16]

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The future of' 27 Scene: A living room. Time: Afternoon of the last day of school. Enter Senior Girl (crosses to desk, lays down books and class pictures, crosses to other door). Girl: Mother, are you busy? Mother (from adjoining room) : I’m getting supper. Is it important? Girl: Oh, no. Hut I have some class pictures to show you. (Crosses over to desk, picks up pictures and looks at them, leans back in chair.) I wonder what all of us will be doing five or ten years from now. What does the future hold in store for us? (Falls asleep and dreams of her classmates.) Gauze curtain slowly rises to indicate Dreamland. In pantomime form, each member of the class portrays his future as Senior Girl dreams of her classmates. PROPHECY North Agawam seems to have lost its assistant librarian, for Vivian Vincelette has her own private library. Edith Bessette has a fashion shop on Fifth Avenue. Rachel Ward and Ellen Worthington are on the nursing staff at Bellevue Hospital. We hope North Agawam appreciates its clever civil engineer, Paul Ferrarini, who is working on its new road. News of Audrey Phillips’ success as a Prima Dona does not surprise us. The Black and White Taxi Company has a strong competitor in the Maspo Cab Co. Our class chauffeur doesn’t have to drive now as she has a score of liveried men at her beck and call. Marion Blair is still winning awards in typing. She holds the world’s record now. Evelyn Duclos seems to have conquered the public’s aversion toward women orchestra conductors. She is conducting her own orchestra. Between bridge parties and teas, Phyllis Letellier finds time to display her pretty clothes on Fifth Avenue. Lawrence Houlahan is now a professional on the baseball diamond. Emily Burnett seems to have tired of office work, for she is marrying a fine young man. Doris Phelps has taken Miss Perry’s place as Music Supervisor in the Agawam High School. Who converted Preston Leonard? It’s a mystery, but the class cut-up has become a monk. As private secretary, Irene Costa has become a valuable asset to Paul Ccsan, attorney. Paul doesn’t have to worry about business matters when he goes off on extended fishing trips. Dorothy Skinner’s name is to be found on musical comedy programs. Not content with being assistant reporter for the Feeding Hills’ col- umn of the Daily News, Hazel Marsh has climbed to the position of Edi- tor-in-chief. [18]