Andrew Warde High School - Flame Yearbook (Fairfield, CT)

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forward with fun During the vigorous course of his high school years, a student at Andrew Warde finds that he not only may sail toward a never ending horizon of knowledge but also may cruise upon a vast sea of extra-curricular activities. Both experiences will aid him as he continues to steer toward the rocky har- bor of the unknown. This sea of activities contains many varied areas - some have been previously well-traveled, others lie almost completely unex- plored. As each student enters these areas he not only may experience adventures and gain know- ledge advantageous to him in both present and future voyages, but he also may discover navigat- ing techniques which are of benefit to the sailors accompanying him, his fellow students, and to those who will travel this sea in the future.

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Dressing room chaos. House raising. First row: K. Scinto, S. Jacoby, D. Altman, S. Clowry, A. Newbold, P. Neigh, A. Carlson., C. Kranyik. Second row: D. Zimmer, C. Smith, P. Karbovonec, P. McElwam, S. Setterlund, E. Munson, B. Conley. Third row: R. Lear, D. Busch, F. Eichorn, D. Lips, R. Adenstedt, P. Solari, E. Walquist. thespians The living theater provides entertainment and experience. At Andrew Warde the Thespians, a national honorary dramatic society, is responsible for a spring production during the school year. The earning of ten points in school theatrics entitles a person to become a Thespian, a title derived from the Greek word thespus, meaning first actor. The induction ceremony is an impressive performance: each inductee takes an oath, is given a Thespian pin, and may present a workshop skit which he has produced without assistance. In addition to The Thirteenth Chair, the an- nual pertormance, the Thespians have assisted various house dramatic groups, class plays pre- sented to elementary school children, the Komian play, the assemblies. What Life Barbara Bossert and Dave Busch Detective Demarest points the finger H4 look on while Frank Palumbo states, of suspicion at culprit, J. Greenblatt. H'm . . . l'll giva you ten-a cents.