Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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THE FAMOUS FINAL SCENE Think in terms of bridges burned Thinks of seasons that must end See the rivers rise and fall They will rise and fall again Everything must have an end Like and ocean to a shore Like a river to a stream It ' s the famous final scene And how you tried to make it work Did you really think it could How you tried to make it last Did you really think it would Like a guest who stayed too long Now it ' s finally time to leave Yes, it ' s finally time to leave Take it calmly and serene It ' s the famous final scene It ' s been coming on so long You were just the last to know It ' s been a long time since you ' ve smiled Seems like oh so long ago Now the stage has all been set And the nights are growing cold Soon the winter will be here And there ' s no one warm to hold Now the lines have all been read And you knew them all by heart Now you move toward the door Here it comes the hardest part Try the handle of the road Feeling different feeling strange This can never be arranged As the light fades from the screen It ' s the famous final scene by Bob Seger 4

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Dear Class of ' 81 Your four years were different indeed just think — they planted the seed — FOR Housemasters — who are now housedeans — meandering about like fiends — squelching any bad scenes — really trying to understand teens. FOR The G-Gym — always filled to the brim — built on whomever ' s whim — like a cement bird on a fragile limb — humming a loud and desperate hymn. FOR The new principal — who arrived at a time of great need — to guide us to lead — with this he surely did proceed — by giving us many new ideas to read — about what is a good or bad deed — hoping we ' d adopt them as our creed — thus, the start of a new REIS breed! FOR The Construction — yes, they chose your years TO RENOVATE. I bet you asked yourselves, why didn ' t they wait? OR why didn ' t they start at an earlier date? BUT Look how much more you learned through it all — As the jackhammers and drills, penetrated each wall — allowing the plaster and debris, to fall — making a restricted area out of what was once your hallowed hall — But you never lost your gall — you simply stood tall — and took it all. FOR The Teachers — who are now under the gun, going beserk — with no place to work — feeling the unemployment squeeze — since IVi is not just a tease — BUT we hope you all know — that although our spirits may seem low — we do hate to see such a fine crew go. Yes, your four years have been quite unique — so many changes did transpire — Accounting for tempers which did at times peak — but when it came down to the wire — you never did tire — So, dear class of ' 81 If you ' re looking for complaints, there are none. Love and Best Wishes, Maryann Orlando Every graduating class seems to have characteristics which distinguish it from others in the minds of teachers. In retrospect, a teacher may remember a class by its exuberance or passiveness. While one class may be remembered by its athletic prowess, another is remembered by its skill on the stage or concert hall. As I look back on my relationship with the Class of ' 81 , a relationship which goes back to their junior high school days, I feel that this class has truly been fortunate. I find in this class the best of scholars, actors, musicians, athletes and yes, even clowns. In terms of my own teaching experience, I consider myself fortunate to have been associated with so many intelligent, creative and thoughtful young people. In wishing this class the very best, I can only hope that it will continue to show its individuality far beyond the walls of AHS. Pasquale Tassone 3

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