East Bridgewater High School - Torch Yearbook (East Bridgewater, MA)

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TABLE OF CONTENTS FOREWORD DEDICATION FACULTY CLASS OF I969 UNDERCLASSMEN ATHLETICS ACTIVITIES SPONSORS EPILOGUE SENIOR WEEK SPRING SPORTS

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FQREWORD Today's youth: puzzled, questioning, con- cerned. Guided by emotions, we are sometimes impractical in our idealism. Never before has there been a generation so eager to improve, so willing to shed a sympathetic tear, so proud of our victories and unashamed of our defeats. Never before has there been a generation so concerned with human rights and the state of the world. Youth is built on inconsistencies. Highly opinionated one day, wavering on the next, and completely changed on the third, we cannot claim firmness as a youthful characteristic. We are constantly changing, seeing the world through eyes which everyday grow more ex- perienced and wiser. Our emotions serving as guides, it is impossible for us to look upon the world in a completely objective manner. We cry for the injustices which are so evident in mod- ern life, we struggle for ideals which seem un- important to our elders. Wfe, the Class of 1969, are representative of all youth, so hopeful, so idealistic, and yet so lost. Hoping to improve the world remarkably, we begin to realize that we may have to settle at times for slight, almost irnperceptible changes. However, we find that acceptance of what can't be changed is a part of maturity. Perhaps, with our emotional involvement and a better under- standing of people, we can do more than simply improve the world-we can insure that coming generations will care. 4 if 4' 5 v s fl: F .. . . ,, vi ,iii .- - -2' hr-' - ' I 5 -1 .. ,uf J. 2 Q. i132iff',m'2,i'+4 ,jf ff' ' ,A . ,mfgf ,. V. ...ya l' , 5 ' - - Z-f.'fp+faM2 1+ f , ,,,, ,.., , , , ,g4:,,,1.,,+. if 5. ,. - wg, - 9 -Fr, . MVS I..Vf2' I nl K 4 I. f v

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SALLITATION Where do you go when you want a novel-a magazine-a research paper reference-a micro- film-a record? Where do you go when you need to find a mirror-a typewriter-a college that will take you-a place to hide? Where do you go when you want to get the latest news-hear the newest joke-blow off steam-lend a helping hand-plead N1 your case-tell it like it is-be alone-socialize- shed a tear or two? There can only be one answer in EBHS-the Library. The library is tables, shelves, books. The library is a window to gaze through into the branches of an ancient oak or into the far reaches of a blue-skied daydream. The library is the essence of irony-a casual, informal world of super efficiency-an emotional world of reason or a reasonable world of emo- tion. The library is a workshop producing hand-crafted ideas, plans, thoughts, experiences. The library is the heart of the school, providing the life blood to the educational, social, political, and creative organs. But most of all-most of all-the library is Mrs. Anne Hynes. Mrs. Hynes has the gift few people could even hope to have-the ability to fuse our emotions and exuberance with our talents and needs to form individuals who, if not fully knowledgeable, mature, and satisfied at graduation, are well-pre- pared to face varied futures with considerable maturity, insight, and self-confidence. Tolerant but demanding, informal but efficient, innovative yet conservative, understanding but not condescending, Mrs. Hynes has many roles. Librarian-teacher-counselor-big sister-mother-where would we be as a school without her? What would we be as students? What would we become? Robert Frost once wrote, Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in. If one room in EBHS can be likened to home-in all its good connotations-then the library is that place. We know when we go there that Mrs. Hynes will take us in-she always has-she always will. She'll take us into her heart-she always has. So we take her into ours. And always will.