Escambia High School - Escambian Yearbook (Pensacola, FL)

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SEQ Senior Gificers Display Pride Proving SENIGRS BEST Pam Richie, vice-prcsidentg Scott Purser, presidentg Jackie Caserta, secre- taryg Christi Weiss, treasurer. 228

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unny Willis Receives Honor, Merit as Poet Laureate Bunny Willis proudly bears the title of Poet Laureate for the class of 1973. For her poem Graduation', and What Shall We Do With Tomorrown she has received this honor. Bunny, an outstanding member of this yearis Senior class, is a member of Sorores Fidelis, Vice-President of Student Council, President of Interclub Council and a member of Na- tional Honor Society. Bunny was a senior member of the '72 Homecoming Court and on the Rebelog Staff. These, with other school and community activities, keep Bunny's active schedule a full one. Poel Laureate, which has been in existence since 1968, is selected each year by a faculty committee. In expressing the feeling of her fellow classmates, Bunny's poems were chosen on the basis of thought, originality of form, and the use of po- etic devices. GRADUATION The sun is setting as figures robed in white and blue cross this field. Twelve years of friendship, hardship, and leaming attain completion. Timeless longings are now realities: to be free to cast off the pressures of high school, to be free to follow the dreams in our hearts. Suddenly these freedoms are momentarily forgotten. I long to cling to good times I'll never know again. It's frightening to discover welve merged into maturity. Soon we will dictate our own lives- make our own rules. Independence cries out, my spirit begs for freedom. As I cross this field once more a deep sadness falls over me- in my moments of reminiscing- As a solitary tear trickles softly down my cheek I say farewell to an era now of the past But with a spirit jubilant and free. WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH TOMORROW? A step away lies our future, full of responsibilities and opportunities. A touch away lies our future, full of hopes and dreams. What shall we do with tomorrow? Life spans out before us like a virgin forest. What shall we do with it? Shall we meander aimlessly without purpose or goal Or accept the challenge to create a world of peace? Soon we will be the ones who lead. Soon we will be the ones who rule. What shall we do with tomorrow? 229