Farmville High School - Archway Yearbook (Farmville, NC)

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ofin Moore A friend is gone. The loud voice at pep rallies is stdl. The dirtiest jersey on the football field has been cleaned one last time. We grieve his passing, but aU is not lost, for he lives on in our minds and hearts. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood... And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, [he] kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, [He] doubted if [he] should ever come back, I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and [he] - [He] took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost

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‘dn Rememorance Bonn ie A happy face has depaitcd from our midst. A homecoming candidate, a drill team member-we will always remember our fellow student, who in her lifetime befriended us all and captured a lasting place in our hearts. 1 cannot say, and 1 will not say That she is dead she is just away! With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand. She has wandered into an unknown land. And left us dreaming how very fair It needs must be, since she hngers there. And you-0 you, who the wildest yearn For the old time step and glad return. Think of her faring on, as dear In the love of There as the love of Here; Think of her stiU as the same, I say: She is not dead -she is just away! James Whitcomb Riley

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As one goes,