Aquinas Institute - Arete Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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K r, m Class tstorp APPY memories are things which we treasure and cherish above all else when we are in a pensive mood and desire some form of mental recreation. These fond recollections;—these imaginative pictures, pass slowly through our minds and bring back to us, friends and scenes of the days gone by. Which of us does not recall his Freshman year? Who does not remember how out-of-place we all felt among the members of the upper classes, who looked upon us with frowning tolerance? Who has forgotten with what vim and vigor we set to work to attain our goal;—graduation—, which seemed so far away? We shall always retain the memory of how long that first year appeared to be to us who were fortunate enough to overcome those mountainous difficulties, our monthly examinations. We felt June would never come, but finally it did, and the survivors were proud to call themselves Sophomores. During our second year, we kept up the splendid record we had made as Freshmen, by having a member of our class obtain the highest mark in the school nearly every month. We also continued to show a marked enthusiasm for extra curricular activities, and we gave them loyal support. The thought of graduation was still uppermost in our minds, and it gave us added strength and perse¬ verance to meet our trials and troubles. Another year had rolled around and we were sorry to notice that the large number which had entered as Freshmen, had dwindled considerably when we started upon our Junior year. Juniors! Half our time at Aquinas had slipped away, and we began to realize that the days were actually passing very rapidly. Our goal no longer seemed so distant, and our zeal to obtain high marks was stimulated by the announcement that a Saint Thomas Club for scholarship would be formed next year. It was during this year that we faced our most formidable subjects and examinations, but most of us escaped unscathed. Finally, we found ourselves members of that class which we had always admired—the Senior class. This, our last year in Aquinas, has passed away too quickly, for nearly all of us. We have put an increased effort into our work, for we realize that our suc¬ cess or failure depends upon a very few days which yet remain. We are doing our best so that every one of us will realize his ambition when he receives his diploma on the night of June twenty-second. Nevertheless, our joy at knowing that our highest hopes will soon be fulfilled is touched with sorrow. We feel a pain deep down in our hearts when we stop to think that graduation marks the end of our time at Aquinas. We entered it’s sacred portals, a group of boys; we emerge, educated, catholic young men. Therefore, let us pledge our undying loyalty to our school and to each other, and let us beg God’s choicest blessings on our teach¬ ers to whom we owe so much. Good-bye, dear Aquinas, we shall ever remember you till we give forth our spirits into the hands of our Creator. John Adams - , A. T fourteen