Bennett High School - Beacon Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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lllllllllllllll nde fVicc'Pres.j, Dukes fPres.J, Behringer fGirls' Trcasj. wning QBoys' Trcas.j, Seeger fSalut.D, Barnes fVal.J. kins fPoetl, Martin fHist.l, Whitney fProphet. pman fGirls' Marshall, Herbert fBoys' Marshall. WALLACE E. BARNES FELLOW CLASSMATES: Tonight we stand at the crossroads of life. Together the past four years we have grown in knowledge, culture, and character. We must now apply what we have learned to the infinitely complex modern world. The past illuminates the answers to the momentous decisions we shall be called upon to make in the future. We have been unusually fortunate these past four years. Our parents have sacrificed for us and guided us over the rough places. We have had wise counsel and loving guidf ance from our teachers and directors. The golden friendships we have formed with teachers and students are cherished memories. Buoyed up by these fond recollections of class and campus, we set our course for the future. We cannot hesitate. We must keep our feet firmly planted upon the ground and our eyes fixed upon the future. This future we are not afraid to face. We are told the way may be steep and rough but we are imbued with the spirit, the ideals and the traditions of our alma mater. We feel, not only that we have been given a resource and a granary for the battle of life, but also that we must fulhll a trust placed in us here tonight. For in all our years at Bennett, some' thing far greater than the promise of award has spurred us on-on-ever on, to the pin' nacle of athletic and scholastic success. May we never betray this spirit, this creed and this motto, that The best is yet to be. Tomorf row's great leaders are yet to be madeg new books must be written to stir men's hearts and new feats of greatness await our fearless determination to perform them. Each age demands clear minds, strong hearts, and will' ing hands. Youth must answer the call. We press on, guarding our future with faith, faith in our fellow man and in this world of tomorrow.

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Hodierno die nos denique pervenimus ad illam mctam quo per quattuor annos tenebamus, diem ad haec sollemnia concelebranda constitiitam. Nunc autem percipimus haec sollemnia non esse finem quem petierimus, sed principium unde n6s ali6s Hnes videamus. Priusquam discedimus, quisque suum cursum petens, honoremus eos qui hic nobiscum nostram fortunam partiti sunt et nobis auxilium dederunt. O cari parentes, pro vestro amore et coniirmatione nobis dubitantibus data, ab im6 corde vobis gratias agimus. i' if Ill SIIIII PATRICIA PERKINS 'Twas only yesterfyear our eyes were turned, In childflike guilelessness to worldly things. The ways of God and man alike unlearned, We paralleled the beggar's garb with kings'. But soon these watchful, listless days were claimed By joyous hours of careless, romping play, Until we touch the goal at which we aimed, And sight the threshold of another day. 'Tis not alone we face the mocking world, But 'side our comrades who with us are named To mould a destiny which lies unfurled, To sanctify the ground where fools have reigned. Within us now the light of wisdom burns, For which a mighty nation soon will plead IILIIIIIIIIII CAROL SEEGER Mzigister Farrar, qui nos ad scientiam consequen- dam incitavisti, pr6 tu6 utili consilio tibi gritiam semper habebimus. Cari praeceptores, qui n6bis consilium sapientcr dedistis et nos in nostris studis patienter duxistis, precamur ut vestri labores non vani fuerint. O condiscipuli, comites in nostris prosperitatibus erroribusque, memores beatarum horarum in scholl Bennettense, vobis salutem damus. Denique, Futiirum, in quod ignari sed avidi ituri sumus, te salfitamus. if Vfhen dictators and demagogues it spurns, And finds at last the peace which forms its creed. Our guiding hands will some day mould a land, Unmatched in virtue, culture, art or might. Our youths as greatest leaders then will stand, Distinguishing the ways of wrong from right. Among us rise the teachers of the morrow, On whom the knowledge of the world depends, While men of holy ranks will soothe the sorrow, To which a heartless conflict oft' descends. Unto ourselves we ne'er must be untrue, For this would mar the heritage we praise In every humble task that we pursue, And drown the perfectness we hope to raise. 'Tis but a concentrated will can gain The gloried annals which the nation strives For, not a stalwart few can e'er attain The goal at which a multitude arrives. Ahead we see the parting paths of life. The first, a straight and narrow road of right, And then, the one of turbulence and strife. Shall we not choose the way of virtuous light?