Bellows Falls High School - Sampler Yearbook (Bellows Falls, VT)

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6 THE SAMPLER CLASS OF 1949 OFFICERS President Vice-President ....Nelson Buskey Secretary.. William Reed Treasurer .... Marjorie Merrifield Patricia Hinds CLASS COLORS Scarlet and White CLASS MOTTO What we are to he, we are becoming CLASS FLOWER Red Carnation First honor HONOR STUDENTS Second honor Third honor Ot her honor students alphabetically arranged Paul Brandon Foster Leach Nelson Buskey Elizabeth Putnam June Hall Lenore Stebbins Marion Hogan Marie Toussaint

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8 THE SAMPLER CLASS DAY TUESDAY, JUNE 14, 194» PROGRAM Processional........................................ Master of Ceremonies................................ Music............... ............................... Presentation of Awards.............................. Music............................................... Class History ...................................... Class Prophecy...................................... Music............................................... Class Will.......................................... Class Gifts........................................ Music............................................... Presentation of Yearbook............................ Acceptance of Yearbook.............................. Moving up of Classes................................ Class Song.......................................... School Song......................................... Recessional......................................... School Orchestra . .Nelson Buskey Marion Hogan ....June Hall Marie Toussaint . . Nelson Buskey Barbara Vosburgh ....Mr. Holland School Orchestra CLASS SONG Tune: “Far Away Places” Far away places with strange sounding names That’s where we’ll be by next year. We’re sorry to leave you dear old Bellows Falls High We’re going with many a tear. We’ve worked and we’ve played through our four years of school Now we are finally here As ready as ever to leave school days behind For a world mixed with hardships and cheer. We used to get restless for school to be o’er For graduation time We wanted the day when we all would be free We looked for the year forty-nine. But school days are over, our future begins We’ll miss all our teachers and friends The joys with their sorrows will stay in our thoughts ’Til the day when our life ends. LUCILLE STARK