Boston Latin School - Liber Actorum Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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. . . e pueritiam ad virtutem . . . On October 15, the first “Moratorium Day’’ concerning the Viet Nam War brought a welcome break to the hustle and confusion (be- sides being an invitation to hook school — legally, of course). The football squad, this year, showed the potential for future suc- cesses as they wrapped up the season with a 6 and 3 season. On Thanksgiving day. the “Purple and hite overpowered the “Blue on Blue with a score of 40-0. setting a new scoring record in Latin- English game history. Before we knew it. the already too short amount of time dwindled away and our last Christmas to be spent at Latin School was drawing near. A very vital Christmas vacation was surely enjoyed by all. New Year’s brought the turn of the decade and a very-well appreciated slow-down in all aspects of life at Boston Latin School. We were now for the most part free to live our lives as Seniors. There was the Ring man to see and few last minute details to be taken care of, but for the most part, we were able to live our lives without any worries and to settle down to the business at hand: goofing off. There was still one tactful problem to solve. We were confronted with the dilemma of humoring those die-hard masters who insisted on working us until May 15th. As Lebruarv faded into March and March into April, and we began hearing from colleges, Senioritis came into full bloom. It wasn ' t un- usual to find Boston State’s Cafeteria emptying out just as the line at the tardy desk grew longer. One some of those beautiful spring days there never was a line at the tardy desk: since everybody got lost on the fens for the day. The Sports Banquet and the Prom came and went and we found ourselves with only two weeks of school remaining. However these last weeks (May 1 — May 14) were spent at home due to the Boston teacher’s strike. On May 15th. although the teachers were still on strike, the seniors returned to school to return books, badges and locker keys and to be officially signed out. The scene was one of chaos and confusion. Lockers and desks had to be cleaned out and books had to be returned to the cafeteria where we waited (and cut into) endless lines trying to get signed out. As we left the school we received instructions to be at the War Memorial Auditorium at 7:30 P.M. on June 8th. This would be the night we had worked six years to reach. On June 8, Graduation night, we met with our friends and talked over old times for the last time. The reception of our diplomas marked the culmination of our Latin School careers. Scenes of happy hours spent at sports functions, long nights toiling over books and busy periods answering test questions flashed through our minds. We will always remember the Latin School and be proud. Man on the Moon -■ •- • — .Vi Nexi.step: , Mars! . -3 I s - c. ■- » v • ... I ulv 20, 1969 “. . . One small step for man. one giant leap for nankind. ttJEStCffl uni 0?2 $£ COVT PD V . 1 L - LINSAI-E BASS 02V ' JON ,s TULA T IONS pftINCIPM. WtftatE ' ,v -o wnu |a„i«at iohs for fJ KAOE.Y. TV ACADEfY VltL CONTACT ' r . g :V ' ‘..T-r. THE NEXT rra DAYS T ;! - OF CONGRESS the culmination of six years

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“During our years at Latin School, we have been molded from mere boys into mature adults, ready to assume our role in society. Most instrumental in this pro- cess has been our teachers, men and women who have given freely, of themselves, sacrificing if need be. Their devotion to learning was surpassed only by the devotion they showed us, their students. Their love of the world and their confidence in us helped to instill in us a desire to explore, to seek out, to study and to create.” PRAECEPTORES