Arcadia High School - Arcadian Yearbook (Arcadia, CA)

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Patterns I once had a friend who was quiet and thoughtful and above all helpful. I once had a friend who was vivacious, outgoing, thought- less and selfish. I was once a friend caring, sensitive to everyone, and above all full of love. , I was once a friend funloving, friendly, effervescent, and. . too busy for others. Lynda Brown Milt Rapp and David Cusenza That Thing We Call Life I looked across the vast blue sea at the waves dipping and churning, just thinking how lucky I was to be free, and of all that I was learning, I thought of all the things I had and the luxuries I possessed. I don't know the difference. between good and bad, 'cause I have had nothing but the best. But now I'm older and a little bit wiser, and the world seems so much colder because I'm on my own. The world is really still the same, It hasn't changed a bit. :It's the people who have really changed they never seem to quit. They just go on to play their game and never stop to think about the people close to them They don't have the time to blink. They try to keep a step ahead but end up two behind. It's really true what l've just said. Look closer and you will find that all it takes is a little kindness, love and understanding to clear up everybody's blindness of what goes on today. And once you've done this, you will see how easy living is. A little more kindness and lot more love, 'cause that's what the good life is really made of. lanice Paula Roth lnnervisions X19

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Underneath The Surface Deep - very deep in the midstof throngs, and scores of friends, amidst the chatter and laughter of favorite friends, buried within - lies . . . a streak of loneliness ...? T Lynda Brown My feelings are like the sky before a storm. The clouds are grey like my mind U and the tears that fall are like the raindrops y, that spread throughout . iii ,,a,. .ta 5 .r ., 'fm is Lv .-W: ' if: -. fgiiilff it f.?jl.9-' , H we ft, --J: J -. P. '!',?T'2-hlqri-g vh'SF , -at Q. if A, ziiTf4if?i - if , ,A .4 , J i fr . UE, - g , .mah 1 .jg L., 1 , 1 V, ,. k 2,34 vp. .. :L', v -RJ, fur: ' -541' ,.F.g,:f... .335 3 . I as Q W-WJ, i iigg, -. - wal, Q- sf 21+ :tx-ffm ,gt J. - . - , .: . ':k, , 455,43 J3j,.?e2S-Q, . 'f9,faf ' -Q, -f '.fgf3,5 QQ?F-'i z :fi iz. Q 3 xi i?-T' 7',F3!?if'I 4 . .L 'QL 2 'aw if fm T. 57 .amgtsf ,,'. ,vw ugh ,. v is 1 l 65. 1 'Q :JPL ff -f 'fi - :-,gg , V - .f 1, 'Milk 7 QM 334.1 ' f 'f fl , . I ..,. -. - TH, ,+35u,,1, vgzvzzts . ..4Jf.J wgyixjt' .353 :Iv f -'H.i'5if- 9111, '1 ' y,'?f5y?1?vL. 5:3 'f,-qi ..'ll, 'fg'- an '. V' 4 1 ', . 1: 559' gf' '2','?, f,.:s,3x il, -, -,qzj QT-f. 1 .f . N X cw ...: . '-n 1 ' 't f ..53,:fSg' A g5j+QjH? ,x?f,,. N ' ' E g 1 , 7 5' .gqif-l f yijigrfi-j'.gf5,:. f5, 1 n- 1 X my -i5 ', vf y , , ':-ff'-:1 : . ,f .- M -- -Ja Aa sf: Vg Q s. ,N +L .,, . j fhp gtghil- . I , .t,, r , ip- I 1 Q iigj my K' he -,'igf,..J 3 .wg ' in . V N I , 1- ., ye 42, ...tg a lt ,ly Q i yt , .L E , ilv rjy . I h ,Ji V. it Y A 60 4, vzxvmf- ,V 9.3 xv 5, U ,QQ- ,'?, flglfl , Q .- 4' -' - ,- -Y? N , '70 ' ' X' 'T 559 f T.: '-3 32' 1,2 fl 4 J., ' lg' fig in ' ' 5 .- .,' . ,.A f-55. - -4- ... ' . 1 g. ., 1 , T T w 15 ' Ffh , -5-4.1 n1m't 'ff ' -, J' 153. -'W -' S -.w i .rags J- ' 1- gil I-It 1 f. ad . ,ai 'X' 511,91 -- ,Y QA. sf -4 W. ,5 lg-Haifa,-Q'1.g.,v. . qlw, Mi- , E I by 1' ' 0 X 5' va! ! . A, ,Egan , . Y '- -. . Q ,. y 3 ' 55' , ' 'Rs- t . , ,M f h d kd k. romt e ar rearys Y The Cool Wet Touch Of Nature Mary Ann Pierce 20 I lnnervisions Rain comes and goes And with each falling drop There is an aura of beauty. So still and so lovely Earth is covered by a transparent wet blanket Disappearing and returning over again. For miles around the sky welcomes all as lt opens up and spills out its beautiful emotions So clear and so cold yet so simple. u Vicki Munoz Bill Schmi l A

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Milt Rapp Reflection Surrounded by the beauty of nature, I sit on a rock over looking a lake, The lake is as still as the silence of night, Shining on the lake, A setting of the mountain science reappears, The jagged peaks of the mountains above, Mossy green trees from the meadows close, bv, lust part of the beauty of nature. Sue Fordham lan Sykes lnnervisions X 21