Franklin High School - Key Yearbook (Franklin, NH)

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CLAQQ QONC Words and Music by Joyce Reeves As our high school days draw to, an end, we pause be-fore We leave to ,Q 19 Q H FT e ' :Ll .l l e I' Q grasp and hold what-e'er we caug for to we soon mustcleaveg thanlf film? us thru 1 thes e yearsg a ands' so ll the fu-ture dwell. n 1 53554 all we love and Cher is Eli Mil '?? we bid a fond fare-well!

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.jshriforicaf .Ish-Jyfea of Me Cfazm of 1957 What is it like to be a senior? One might answer that it feels good to know that it's an end to study, or that it feels just the same as being a junior. But there are many of us who are sorry to leave Franklin High School. These four years have been full of memories, friends and new experiences. And now, suddenly, it's all over. The four years were short-too short. The class of 1957 entered F. H. S. on a sunny September day in 1953 with all the usual confusion, wonder and questions. We were strong and weren't we proud of being the largest class in school! After the flush of newness had worn off, we elected our class officers. Burgess Doherty became our president, Brad Kidder, our vice-presidentg Eugenia McKeever, our secretary, and jerry Audet our treasurer. We all hoped that we were on our way to building our class into something worthwhile with Miss Dololf as our advisor. Then came the dreaded moment, initiation! The seniors had threatened us for weeks and most of us were at least a little scared. We came to school that day looking different, to say the least. The girls wore old dungarees with suspenders and even tried to smoke pipes. But the boys ..... well, who can forget those skirts, nylons, and hats? Everywhere we turned, it seemed as if a new lipstick mark was added to our faces by some senior. The same night we performed our stunts to the blare of Dragnet , After it was all over we could truly say it was fun! We chose Pat Ruel as our carnival queen candidate during the winter carnival. Even though we didn't come out on top we had a lot of satisfaction in our participation. Our one and only annual freshman dance was held in the spring. We had loads of fun preparing it. Suddenly, june was in our laps and one year of high school was gone. Civics classes were just another memoryg but gosh, they had been hardl We returned to Franklin High as sophomores after a summer of work and vacation. It was hard to calm down and return to studies, but after a week or so, school seemed as if it were almost a second home. Mrs. Kidder became our class advisor. Remember how she called us mes enfants ? We elected our class ofhcers and this time we picked Sally Hoitt as our presidentg Brad Kidder, our vice-president, Joanne Roy, our secretaryg and A1 Karlburg, our treasurer. We soon were planning tor our biggest dance of the year, the Holiday Hop. The theme was Winter Wonderland and the decorations were beautiful. Time rolled by so quickly that before we could say jack Robinson the winter carnival began. We elected Bev Sargent as our candidate for queen and then we tried hard to win. I guess we didn't try quite hard enough because we lost and the seniors won. The rest of the year was spent in planning our dance and a food sale. Final exams came and most of us became juniors, much to our relief. We went to Newfound Lake again for our class trip, our final day spent as Sophomores, and we had fun. We were full fledged upper-classmen-juniors. Of course, we had the feeling of almost, but not quite, being seniors, so we returned to high school with enthusiasm. 30