Evanston High School - Devils Diary Yearbook (Evanston, WY)

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TAGIHZ As I sit alone with my HBook of Memories,n the events of this year unfold in pleasant restropection. I turn each page solemnly and questionly. Their contents in pictures and words are provocative. nThis, I remember,n I quietly say as registration in September, 1952, vividly forms a mental picture. To myself I made a vow that day embossed in Henry Van Dyke's words: Fbur things a man must learn to do If he would make his record true, Tb think without confusion clearly, ' Tb love his fellow man sin- cerelyg Tb act from honest motives purely, To trust in God and Heaven securely. Now I am reticent about checking my scholastic status. Little did I realize the magnitude of those ntrivialn things as English, history, mathematics and science. I realize that that record could have been improved. Quickly I turn the pages before my mood becomes an epitome of nIt might have been.n Yes, these gay, happy activities I remember: Homecoming, the Sopho- more Stomp, Carnival dance, Deer Hunter's ball, Pepster formal, Junior Prom and Senior Hop. ey meant dates, new dresses and ties, laughter and music. My dramatic accomplishmentg evoke tears of pride for me an fellow actors and actresses in our high school who starred in nL1f8 With Father, nBrigadoon,n Stage Doorn and Class Night. What would life be without music? Hurriedly I End that sec- tion lest I forget its impair an the lives of all people. The an , chorusfxInter-school Concerts, and Spring Music Festival are contri- butory factors toward music appreciation. Many times I told my happiness in song. Qi Victory does not always come in winning. These words are mine as I recall our championship football team. How indellibly these games are a part of my school life! I played and I watched. These HMr. Ibuchdownsn I will always remember. Basketball -- I now picture the gymnasium with its enthusiastic crowd, the cheerleaders, the band, the teams coming on to the floor. Yes, I was proud of the record we made. The clubs in our high school touch every phase of the curri- culum, thus giving an opportunity for each student to Hnd a niche regardless of his interests. I honor my membership in Spanish, Bi-Phy-Chem, HEH, Pepsters, FTA, FHA, Thespians and La Cita Mard clubs. What'a variety of entertainment came our way in class, National and special assemblies! We were indeed fortunate to hear the best in speaking and music. As I reminisce now I laugh in solitude over the cartoonist's version of our high school Hcelebritiesn 20 years hence, the fashion review by the male members of the Junior Class. I close this HGolden Bookn and gaze out the window. It is May, 1953! The year is over. I feel like a caged bird who has just been set free. The ecstasy is soon dulled as I leave the building and realize that I've said goodby forever to many teachers, friends and favorite haunts. HMany receive advice, but few proht by it.H Graduation has brought wisdom, and as I pass out into a new life, I'll say, UThis year of 1952-53 I'll always remember.n