Franklin High School - Oskey Yearbook (Franklin, MA)

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I : t Friends The girl you were in third grade with — remember? She turned up in Freshman year too! Funny — she sat right next to you at the graduation ceremony, but you never really noticed her. (You were too busy remembering which hand to shake with). She was just a friend.

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' «. - ' V5 r.v.ra»S Long ago life wasn ' t that important — we took things is they came. A guidance office and guidance counselors vere st range objects which we came in contact wit h fftceor twice each year. But things are different now. A c. t he senior class, find ourselves running in and out 1 those offices more and more. Life has suddenly be¬ come real — it’s not a game anymore. Flashes of appli- ' ations, college catalogues, scholarships, and joboppor- unities boggle our minds. Many a senior asks himsell hese questions about college, “Where will 1 go? hat vill I major in , “Will I commute or live in?”. “Will I succeed?”, “CaXl afford it ?” Panic usually strikes vhen a senior trick to answer these questions. Jjome- ■ low-, someway, andd the confusion they are answered nd finally, when you find the college that is truly petr feet for you and everything becomes calm again, on4 lc “VV II I I r.RT ArTKPTF.n 0 ” mm • • •

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“What School Is To Me” When I first entered F.H.S. I was quite taken aback. The school completely overwhelmed me. I still am awed by some of its most striking features. I suppose that by the time I am a senior, I will be used to it, but as a fresh¬ man it still overawes me. The very immensity of the school, the enormity of the grounds has something to do with it. Being used to a much smaller school, the dist¬ ances between classes seems huge. The luxuries of the school are also surprising. The jukebox, the curved chairs in the cafeteria, the special lighting and the car¬ peting in some of the classrooms, and the greenhouse all impress me. 7