Amherst Regional High School - Goldbug Yearbook (Amherst, MA)

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B. Ames, 1950 C. Abramson, H.S. Sr. B. Donley, 14 yr. j Craig, H.S. Sr V. Baslable, H.S. Sr. B. Main, H.S. Sr. V. Oldershaw, H.S. Sr. D. Glazier, 7yrs. Cb rtoC - cocJCA ..dCCJi. ,jCJt x vC Jt. jt cA o Acb t .xyf JUxjtyj OlX occx uu r LO- ' P ' Tr. jCJx .Atjou t cc oa tycot toC . • , CJL

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This book to: KEITH LINDBLOM There is a person among us here at ARMS, not just a teacher or some distant figure in the shadow of a classroom, but a human being in the truest sense of the word. To many he represented a wisdom and knowledge that could not be surpassed. For this we thank him. To many he was one to turn to in times of pain or problems. For this we thank him. To many he represented what a true friend could and should be. For this we thank him. We tested his tolerence level all too often, and he held fast. For this we thank him. We could go on into infinity identyfing the virtues of this person, but what we should do is attempt to show our appreciation for giving his time and effort- to us, by dedicating this yearbook to him. Mr. Lindbloom, Gramps, Pop, Chief, or however we students addressed him, was a silver lining to an often dark cloud of existence. As many of us are heading our separate ways, as he is doing, the memory will always linger of the woodshop, and the beautiful person in it. It was a night of early spring The winter-sleep was scarcely broken: Around us shadows and the wind Listened for what was never spoken. Though half a score of years are gone. Spring comes as sharply now as then But if we had it all to do It would be done the same again. It was a spring that never came; But we have lived enough to know That what we never have, remains; It is the things we have that go. ONIY bridge HOMlStlf IS TH[ ip ST»»yAriOK 3

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