Fairfield High School - Beaver Yearbook (Fairfield, WA)

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SENICR CLASS PROPHECY Were here To phophesy The days To come When as loTTy Senuors ouT un The world we roam We hope uT doesnT bore you we really hope uT wonT And now abouT each Senuor well add a luTTle noTe We pooled our Tunds TogeTher The day ThaT school was done We boughT a yachT and planned To have some Tun We sauled away Tor an usland pracT1cal ly un No Mans and There we began To luve on The Burnung Sand The heaT uT was TerruTuc The sun :T was so brughT The moon played uTs wonders every nughT The palm Trees swayed un Thus SouThern se Where no one ever wanTed To say eu As leader oT our luTTle band We ThoughT Ray Buob should Take The sTand He d played The role wuTh greaT renown When we were back un FaurTueld Town The only one who wanTed To work l-lus sTo e locaTed un The muddle oT Town 'Was The meeTung place Tor mules around Scholarly BeTTy Lange decuded her work was done ATTer graduaTuon she ThoughT shed have some Tun She Took up hula dancung under The SouThern moon On Thus lrTTle Isle where each one slepT Tul noon Playung The guuTar was DoroThy 5 TeaT Well admuT sne was hard To beaT Whule BeTTy danced DoroThy played Oh whaT a wonderTul paur They made They were The 'oy oT Thus whole sle To see Them Tolks would walk a mule STraughT As un school was always Theur aum BuT uT dud no good oh whaT a shame' JusT as oThers changed Theur sTyle So Gene he Scamp became worTh wh: e l le umproved hus ways hus words and ac s No more need we say Guve hum The ax Nadune was The belle oT our Taur Isle Sh had shunung eyes and a laughung Sml e Her personaluTy was A plus plus Over her There was many a Tuss ATTer graduahng Trom old F l l S Harold seT ouT Tor a long long resT l-lus books he Threw as Tar as he could For on Thus Isle They d do hum no good When we landed on Thus enchanTung lsle The naTuve dancers caused Harold To smu e l-le saud lThunk l ll sTay here Tor good We all agreed we ThoughT he should l-le en luke SunaTra a crooner became She always luked hum whaT a shame She crooned and crooned The luvelong a l'ler passage home we were wullung To a We walked one day along The sTreeT And Two old bums we chanced To meeT Well goodness sakes whaT do you know Louus and Camulle up Trom skud row They leTT us The munuTe we landed here IT caused us all To shed a Tear BuT now They re back we re all so glad The reason They losT all The money They a Vurgunua The raduoman oT our band KepT us un Touch wuTh The old homeland She always wushed she was back There oo So The sa lors she knew wouldn T Teel so ue Leonard had To leave hus gurl behund BuT we were sure anoTher hed Tund IT proved he hadn T long To wauT Because soon a sarong gurlue became hus maTe LasT buT oT course noT leasT Was Grrewe ArT wuTh Trousers creased The chueT oT The garbage dusposal TleeT We depended on hrm To keep Thungs neaT So we corne To The end oT our sTory We leTT ouT Thungs lusT Too Too gory Thus Isle oT The SouThern Seas us our home To old FalrTueld Town well never more roam Well sTay here To The end oT Tume And all our eTTorTs well combune To make uT a place oT world wude Tame IT uT s noT well sTay here IusT The same lm on Th s usland Too you see BuT I m noT as umporTanT as l used To be EduT ng Thrs annual was quuTe a chore ThaTs all There us no more LORETTA MUNSEL I 'l . I , ' 'u . ' ' u , ' - I I I ' I T f . . . I . d y ' P Y' ll , u '- 1 I I HH 'lin ' I I ' , uu fu. I Was Frank Keno, who became a clerk. If I I - bl . - 1 I I I I ' . F 'u . ' ' ' ' - - 1 T I ' '

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ODE TO COMMENCEMENT GNQKIJ ls This a duploma which I see before me Hs rubbon 'foward my hand7 Come lel me clulch Thee I have lhee nor and yer I Icnow I wxll Arl Ihou nol lovely vlsnon senl To me To be mme own Ionlghl'7 Or arf 'rhou buf Thal :deal of my mind lhal Iaur creahon Long chermshed In my sludy blessed brann'7 I see Thee now IO form as deslrable As Thar I dreamed I saw Thou marshall sl me lhe way Ihal I was going And promlsecl such a reward I was 'ro wan Mme eyes have seen Ihee off rn all my dreams A pruze worlh all rhe resl I see Thee now And wnlh lhee blls of rnbbon hed In bows Faurer Ihan hoped belore Thrs IS Ihe Ihlng For whlch I sludued all 'rhar would Inform And Irann mine eyes Now wnlh my happy class The race ss won and all our dreams long soughl Cur glornous vuclory we would here and now Thank every Teacher every Irxend who helped By pahenl walch Io hold our sleady pace And guide our rambling slrudes foward The design We longed lor mosl Now sure and Ilrm ser earrh Walch all our sleps whnch way Jrhey walk and hear The very sfones prale of our whereabouls And 'rake The presenl honor ol lhe hrne For Iulure promuse Classmales may we lnve Thar words Io deeds lhenr noblesl spur may gxve We go our school worlc done The world nnvnles us Hear 1+ my classmales lor 1+ ns a bell Thar summons us Io achon Now farewell' lFrom lvlacbelh I Farewell Io Ihee old Faxrlleld Hugh Anolher class buds you adneu Remxnsscmg over years gone by Elernally our Ihoughls relurn Io you We will always remember Evenls we have enloyed and loo Learning lessons you ve laugh? so well Leavung behmd fhese cherlshed memorles The Sensors bud you all FAREWELL . . . . l h I T I Are ours Io keep. As we celebrale . . . .

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