Annunciation High School - Annunciator Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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Im. REV C. M. F1NK, A. B. It has been said and rightly so that a good heart makes a good face perhaps not a pretty face but a refined and a noble one. And just as the stars are the windows of Heaven where Angels peep through so are the eyes the windows of the soul in which all that is good and noble and true is spontaneously reflected. We all are irresistibly drawn to the beautiful .We love the beautiful whether we see that beauty in a face, in a painting, in nature or in the stars of the heavens or in the beauties of our religion. The thing we love, that we are attracted by and drawn towards. Since God is Beauty Itself, there should our love lie. Beauty begets beauty. Thus it is that one noble soul is attracted by another beautiful soul. Keep your souls beautiful and your lives will be beautiful. Your inner spiritual qualities are the ones that give you true charm and these you should strive to develop. The seeds of character have been planted here at A. H. S. The success of your lives depends upon how these seeds are nurtured and cultivated. lt is your duty to see that they are watered with the graces of God, sprinkled with your own good deeds and warmed by the sun- shine of a life constant and steadfast to God and neighbor. And now that you are graduating you are leaving the days of your childhood behind and a new, more mature life opens before you. Remain ever close to the principles taught you here and whenever in life you weary of the struggle turn to the Fountain of all Graces and He will refresh you. Nlay the star of your life he ever bright and always in the ascendancy. Nlay your love of purity illuminate the star of you life and be as resplendent and enduring as the sun in the heavens. God bless You. CHAS. M. FINK.

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Angelus Tlzirfeeu - THE REV. LAWRENCE A. O'CONNELL, A B To the Class of '40: The long awaited day about which you have so often dreamed is soon to dawn! Your individual names as well as the record of the class will soon be transcribed on the graduate register. As you leave the stage of Norwood Hall on the evening of your formal graduation, the heaviness of heart you will then experience at the thought of severing the class ties that bind you to your classmates will be made somewhat lighter if you reflect that you will all meet again at Holy Mass on Sunday, June sixteenth. Your sorrow will be turned into joy at the Sacred Banquet Table where you and Christ will be One. This Joy no one can take from you. Let Joy then be the keynote of your graduation! As defined in the New Century Dic- tionary, Joy is an emotion arising from present or expected good. Your present good and the cause for joy is that you are equipped with a thorough Christian education as a result of the sacrifices of your good parents and teachers. Your expected good is, because of your Catholic training, you will be able to take your place in life in a manner pleasing to God and man. l am certain that you who were favored to live each day of your school life under the prudent guidance of the Immaculate Nlother of God will be true to her. Herein lies your hope of continued joy. ln your journey through life, rejoice in the fact that you are a graduate of Annunciation High School. Let the soul-stirring scene of the Annunciation be engraved deeply in your heart, so that in imitation of your Heavenly Queen you will be ever ready to unite your will in humble submission to the Holy Will of God. May your life be a joyous journey with Mary and may the joyful strains of her Magnificat fill your soul with unending joy and may you, when the course of life is run, know the thrill of the Eternal Joys of Heaven! Faithfully yours, L. A. O'CON NELL.

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Angelus Fzfleen i T i THE Rav. HOWARD J. Fokn, A. B For the Graduates of 1940: Oh Nlary, from thy garden choose And gather to thy heart This new bouquet of fair young lives. Protect them as they chart Their journey by the morning star Of thy sweet purity That they may find the peaceful way Unto their Mother's knee. HOWARD J. FORD.