Franklin K Lane High School - Senior Echoes Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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FOREWORD Four years have passed. and wilh lheir passing we leave our high school days behind us. We are now going lorlh info lhe world and no longer face lhe lrivial problems lhaf we have encounlered while in Lane, buf we lace lhe world and its problems, which we all know musl' be deall wilh realislically. You and l are no longer slriving for our diplomas, buf are slriving for world peace which is so im- porlanl' lo us and our poslerily. I sincerely hope lhal we all will work as hard to achieve lhis peace as we have worked 'ro receive our diplomas. We have spenl many enioyable moments in Lane and will always remember lhem, and. of course, we shall never lorqel' our classmales and friends who have made our slay so pleasanf. For you and me lhese cherished memories will be reborn from lime 'lo lime as we glance 'rhrough lhis book which will, in years 'lo come, be 'lhe only 'fangible lhing we have lell lo recall our four years spenl in Lane. Joan Newell

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I SHALL NOT SCREAM NOR PREACI-I . I have a lacl lo reporl. A recenl poll reporls lhal racial and religious preiudice is again on lhe upswing. I have somelhing lo say. Please Iislen. Whal I have lo say will lake only a lillle lime. I shall nol scream nor preach, allhough lhal ugly lacl is as near lo me and as personal wilh me as my own skin. I shall only lalk a lillle . . . I cannol lell ol how insidious lhis halred is and has always been, any beller lhan counlless olhers have lold il in lhe pasl. So I shall only lalk ol whal I have lound lo be lrue, in my own lile, in sevenleen years. I have lound lhal people have a greal deal lo give. People can give so much lhal is warm and human, so much ol lhe rich experience lhal is parl ol living. So much is being wasled. I lhink lhere is no grealer experience on earlh lhan lhal ol meeling each person as a dilferenl, unique individual. When we iudge people singly, only by whal lhey prove lhemselves lo be, we enrich ourselves many limes over. And we lose lhis opporlunily every day ol our lives. We lhrow il down a long, never ending drain ol human wasle. We are limid or resenllul because we are lhe oppressed, and we draw ourselves inlo our sullen, narrow lillle shells ol hale, and judge lhe many by lhe aclions ol lhe lew. Or we consider lhose who have commilled lhe unlorlunale blunder ol being born dillerenl, sub-human. ll is all lhe same. I-lalred is a lwo-edged sword, and lhe hand which holds il always bleeds. I-lale is all lhe same-wilh an ugly sameness. Bul we as people are nol all lhe same, Each generalion is dillerenl. And ours musl be lhe mosl dillerenl, beller in lhis respecl lhan any olher. We have inheriled loo much lo have il any olher way. There is somelhing very promising in lhe air-somelhing low bul slrong, some- lhing akin lo a murmur. ll is more lhan iusl lhe speeches lhal are made, lhe arlicles lhal are wrillen. There is a yen,-iziwjy lo a wrong, lhe realizalion lhal lhere is an injuslice and lhal as long as some are nol sale, none are sale. This age is one in which lhe oppressed have more freedom, more dignily, more happiness lhan ever before. We have behind us many lhings ol which lo be ashamed, bul lhere is also a record ol progressive improvemenl. Ahead ol us lhere is lhe vasl, pressing need ol compleling lhe iob . . . as quickly as possible. We have loughl lwo wars lo remain free. Now we are laced wilh lhe job ol selling democracy. We musl improve our producl lirsl. We musl speak oul aboul whal is righl and wrong. We musl praclice whal we so ollen preach. We musl make lhe iuslice lor all, which we promise in our pledge ol allegiance lo lhe flag, an everyday realily in our republic. We musl judge each individual and each counlry separalely and carelully. This is nol an easy way. Bul we have lo make il our way. No one else will ever care as much as we do. Rulh Windsor 8 SENIOR ECHOES