Clinton High School - Memorabilia Yearbook (Clinton, MA)

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FOREWORD The writing hand has stopped, and its efforts, the Nineteen Twenty-Two Memorabilia, humbly asks for consideration. We ask you who read it to consider it kindly, not as a liter- ary effort, but as a keen desire to weave the threads of com- radeship into -a cloth of memory, which will perpetuate the hours of joy and pleasantry spent together in the true spirit of fellowship. Our destinies are controlled by no human hand. Perhaps we shall never meet again after we bid good-bye. But though continents shall separate us, we shall still live over the wonderful years of high school by turning the leaves of our class book. It is its duty to see that no cloud of forget- fulness will ever overshadow the light of wonderful days which still lives in all true hearts; that Nineteen Twenty- Two shall go on into the unfathomed depths of the future with fond memories of the happy days spent behind the walls of dear old high school. The spirit of Nineteen Twenty-Two needs no class book, for it is written on our hearts and never will die, but not to break established precedents, our book has been written, and we take an earnest delight in presenting our effort. If we have succeeded in adding fuel to the fire of memories ; if we have sent some small thrill into your sober hearts, our labors will not have been in vain, and we shall feel as though our dreams have been realized and that we have ' added also another gem to Alma Mater’s collection of jewels.

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6 CLINTON HIGH SCHOOL

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A TRIBUTE TO THE FACULTY As we stand on the threshold of advancement into the world, our thoughts turn to those who guided us during our high school days. The kind and patient teachers who cared for us with the interest and scrutiny of parents are now receiving the glory that should have been theirs four long years ago. The teaching profession is one of many tribulations. At the start of our sojourn in high school, they appeared as relentless as the north wind, but when the time came, they showed us that they were our true friends and we no longer looked upon them with contempt, but admired their teach- ings -and learned to love and respect them. Now that we realize the troubles and trials we have caused them, we cannot help but feel a pang of sorrow as we prepare to leave. We pocket our pride and we ask humble pardon for the wrongs that we have committed and for the trail that has been turned gray by us. The fact that we no longer can study under their worthy guidance fills us with a deep regret, and as we bid a sad farewell to the walls of dear old high school, we wish each and every mem- ber of the faculty many years of happy and useful service in the future. 8