George Washington High School - Hatchet Yearbook (New York, NY)

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if 47-455 iflilrg 235 iii, 4145223 ze 73? 4343-5? ik, xr ww We, 'fhe graduafes of '43, are enlering a world ravaged by warfare, bu+ we are prepared. Each of us is able 'ro do whai' he or she under'l'akes, be i+ in milifary or civilian life. Many of us will soon ioin fhe ranks of 'lhe nine hundred fiffy former graduaies who have enfered +he service of our coun1'ry. Of 'l'his number, fourieen have been losi' in acfion and five cifed for valorous service. The number is small in com- parison 'ro 1'he coun+ry's vas? armed mighl, buf each one of our number carries some'l'hing in his heari' +ha+ his comrades are wi+hou+. Thai' somefhing is 'I'he spiril' of George Washingfon-+he hurrying breafhlessly down The hall 'ro gel' +o fhe nexl' period on lime, 'rhe grand ova'I'ion +ha'l' greefs each broken dish in 'I'he lunchroomg cramming homework during 'l'he shor'r official, The dread summons fo 'l'he cuHing office, fhe horrible anxiefy over mid-ferms--ii' is Senior Week in all ifs glory. Verily, if is 'rhe hundreds of fhings +ha'r go info +he making of George Washinglon High. Our days in high school are overg H-:ey have passed far foo quickly. Today as we look back upon ourselves, from 'I'he +ime we enlered as bewildered freshmen-fill fhe preseni' when we are worldly seniors, we find fhere is a lump in our 'lhroafs as we bid our school, Adieu. Adieu, bul' noi' good-bye, for we shall never say good-bye +o you George Washinglon. We shall +ake, each of us, a small par+ of you in our hearfs. We shall look back in la+er years wifh fond recolleciions upon +he happy hours passed wifhin your porrals. Lee Winkler