Bennett High School - Beacon Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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FGREWORD Beauty surrounds us. There is beauty in the sky, in the air, on the earth, and beneath the seas. Indeed, some of God's creatures are so resplendently gorgeous that they take our breath away. The first thoughts suggested by the word beauty,', in fact, might be of a rose, or a humming-bird, or a rainbow. Let us ponder the conception of beauty a bit further. It exists in more commonplace things as well. It lies in spoken and written words and in a job well done. It can be found in deserted houses, on neon-lit streets at night, and in the harmony of factory assembly lines. There is beauty hidden even in plain things, a subtle beauty, whose appreciation requires higher sensitivity from us. So much of the beauty in our lives passes unnoticed. Who, for instance, takes time to consider the perfect symmetry of a leaf, the wondrous complexity of the human nervous system, or the corn- radeships that we shall remember long, long after we have left high school? And yet, are all three not beautiful? The latent beauty in life must be crystallized for us, for a life without full awareness of it is in- complete. To fulfill this need for an exponent, to reveal concealed beauties and increase our aware- ness of those we see - that is the function of the artist. He interprets on canvas the impressions his unusual acuity brings him. If he paints well, we who see the Finished work are made aware of something beautiful. Our lives are enriched, made fuller. At Bennett, just as everywhere else, there is unnoticed beauty, we should not depart from high school without a realization of the beauty that is Bennett. The pages of this BEACON are the canvasses on which we have attempted to paint the portrait of Bennett High School. We have tried to show the school at its best, emphasizing those features which make us proud of our Alma Mater. We present the 1957 Bennett BEACON in the hope that the reader will perceive the beauty around him and gain increased appreciation of it. Let us always be reminded that Bennett High School and our experiences there were beautiful. Thomas Klein

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DEDICATIO pw? On February seventeenth, 1957, Bennett High School lost a very dear friend. lt was at this time that Mr. Carl Walz, our assistant principal, was transferred to Riverside High School, where he will, in july, assume the position of principal. Mr. Walz first came to Bennett from East High School in September of 1952. He was graduated from Cornell University, and received his Master,s Degree in Education at the University of Buffalo. During the same year in which he became assistant principal of Bennett. Mr. VValz was also named principal of the Buffalo Evening High School. All of us shall remember Mr. VValz for his fairness, open-mindedness, sense ol humor, and very often those usecond chances. His was a trying and difficult task. Not only did he handle all discipline cases, but also all matters concerning attend- ance. He carried out these duties efficiently and conscientiously. As exacting as his work was, Mr. W'alz always found time for a smile of en- couragement and a few valuable words of advice. He was one of our most loyal Bennettonians. At all sporting events, school productions, and special programs, Mr. W'alz could always be found. He was proud of his students f as they were of him. NVQ wish him well in his present endeavor, knowing that success will always be his. At this time, as a token of our humble appreciation for his many valuable services. we dedicate our 1957 Bennett BEACON to our friend. Mr. Walz.

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3111 Pmnriam Not all of us were acquainted with Margaret Revill during her lifetime. She was definitely an asset not only at home among her family, but also here at Bennett. Although only a Freshman, she was well on her way to becoming an out- standing Bennettonian. In addition to her being very bright and an honor student, she was also athletically inclined. Attending after school sports, she was to receive her letter on May 14. God took Margaret from our midst on April 9th, She may not be with us physically, but her memory will always remain. Those of us who knew her have been enriched by the experi- ence. Our feelings as a whole can perhaps best be expressed by the following lines: Her suffering ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long, long night away In statue-like repose. But when the sun, in all his state, Illumed the eastern skies She passed through Glory's morning gate, And walked in Paradise.