Concord Academy - Yearbook (Concord, MA)

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Mm! Upton OOpf012 y Lives in Eternity's sunrise. 1 Y Upton arrived in Class Ill and immediately announced the advent of her birthday. However her dreams were not fulfilled until this year when they surpassed their zenith. This gala affair only helped to bolster her for the coming strain as Editor of the Yearbook, which she handles with the usual Upton organization, Yearbook meeting today Guys. And she's off to Math class where she has invented a new system of clock watching and winking at Rhombie 7 while upholding her fantastic average. As one who never laughs at her own jokes or gets, shall we say, excessively overworked under tiredness, Merry Christmas will be only too glad to entertain you on into the night. Now she has managed to acquire three dates for the same dance f but she will take it all in her stride to cope with when the time comes and is off downtown for further exploration tMiddlesex '59?j. On one occasion, at a true Elsa Maxwell dinner party, she unfortunatel' damaved a center niece durinv an exhibition feather dance - tra tic - . Y zlz- l av , I .fb and with a burst of lauffhter the show woes on in true Uaton fashion. An thinv can aw ' A cv l Y av h happen when her eyes start twinkling, and the laughter bubbles forth . . . and it usually does. We will all remember Mary going forth to bless the sports world with her many talents only to return in laughter . . . again. dlflafzy Dbcwii Vllfaton Clapboard Hill Road Green Farms, Conn. But he who kisses the joy as it flies Blake 4' . , . We 'Q is lf-Q 5' .N .Hs G afag. fri, K. if 3 9+ J' .5 MW .. f f ,rms ,K zfw- E7 'ze 's . i A fx -5 ,g M31 fr N te fi' 'A 'L , Ali . - . , ' . 19 I ff. 5 feiisgjy ft 1 - lflfgv' fi mfg' 'Ty . . sift I -B.

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.fflflcvzgot 670,55 Uwescfgzy Meg Mfr. Tzreefller Old Lowell Road Concord, Mass. Ye have many strings to your bowe . . . - fohfz Heywood Meg entered C. A. in the sixth grade back in the days of Bradford House and the Lower School. She is now one of the oldest members of the class. Her gift for music became immediately apparent during the singing classes with Mrs. Gage. Meg organized the III's octet which performed at the III-IV Danceg and directed both the II's octet- the Mad Hatters - and this year the jabberwocks. As if that were not enough. she was the head of Choir this year, and even conducted it at the Christmas Chapel service. Meg can usually be seen ensconced in the little V.W., going to or coming from Miss Loring's house for singing lessons. . . . Mrs. Tweedles is 11 lady, in every sense of the word, and will be remembered for her engaging laugh f Oh stop itlwj. She is the girl who lives in a glass house, built a few years ago. She can also be commended for the will power she shows in abstaining from begging food in the hlabberwock, a virtue unknown to most of our class! Since there are many strings to her bow, luck will always be with her for she has a wonderful musical career ahead.

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fha Qfofafifiauian Lim Volk Sport Hill Road Redding Ridge, Conn. A disorganization fellow . . . Still an individual . . . Makes his retreat West of New York, East of the Beat. - Aizoizymazzr Lisa, well known for her acting ability, has participated in numerous plays. Her most famous production was Moliere's Les P1'dL'jEZ!56J' Ridjczzlef, in which she immortal- ized the line: 'lOh, oh, je n'y prenais pas gardef' For all her proficiency in French, Lisa is even more adept in field hockey. She dashes towards the goal, swings her hockey stick and . . . In relatively little time Lisa can adjust herself to the boarding department and is able to create that Ulived ini' look which no one can surpass. Her handy-maid is a golden retriever who confiscates her belongings and then deftly hides them, waiting for further additions. However Lisa's life has not always centered about the boarding departmentg she has lived in Europe, and, as a well traveled girl, left many admirers behind. But after returning to the U. S. she resigned herself to the fate of a recluse. This could not remain, for last summer on a warm, languid day in July, she was offered her freedom, a trip to Europe. What could she do but accept? And out the door she ran, down towards the beach, singing Summertime . .