East Haven High School - Pioneer Yearbook (East Haven, CT)

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“Today - “Todt ay Tramp, tramp, tramp! Quick marching feet resound on hot pavement. The same feet that wore dirt-grimed saddle shoes . . . The feet that once scuffled through high school halls . . . The feet that raced the quarter mile, and won . . . Brogan clad. Load, fire, load! Hands work in repetition to kill, kill, The same hands that worked with the artist's tools . . . The hands that hit a homerun for our team . . . The hands that wrote, erased, rewrote an English theme Calloused, hard. Who goes there? A low voice challenges in the darkness, The same voice that once, unknowing, cheered freedom The voice that spoke in classroom recitation . . . The voice that rose in glorious anthem . . . Muffled, still. Search, peer, watch! Eyes strain lest one twig snap, one grass blade move. The same eyes that did that class clock watching . . . The eyes that followed the ball over third . . . The eyes that day-dreamed of soaring through the blue Tense, sunken. Hell breaks loose! And honest minds fear sounds of battle fray. The same minds that control those feet and hands . . . The minds that made those voices speak, eyes see . . . The minds that, more than ever, depend on Him . . . God keep them. 8 E. H.

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 AND HANDS The ideals of the pioneer formed the foundation of our way of life, which we have strengthened into one front for victory. There could be no more timely theme for our Pioneer. • • • mmmm ... there are no two fronts for America in this war. There is only One Front. There is one line of unity, which extends from the hearts of the people at home to the men of our attacking forces in cur farthest outposts. When we speak of our total effort, we speak of the factory and the field and the mine as well as of the battleground—we speak of the soldier and the civilian, the citizen and his government. 7

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