Glendora High School - Bellendaine Yearbook (Glendora, CA)

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M- mm w li Two roads diverged in yellow wood. I could not choose; 1 only stood. For both ot them looked just as good, And if I could take both, I would. Barefeet or birds? Oh, to decide Was much too hard, I must confide. For choosing one, I would have cried. And wished I ' d walked the other side. I looked down to the end of one To where a tiny brook did run, I could lie down in heat of sun And wiggle toes in mud. What fun! But down the other, in the shade, A masterpiece that nature made; The flowers and the bird parade Made dreams of barefeet nearly fade I flipped a coin, heads left, tails right. And tossed it up with all my might. But, though the com was shiny bright. It rolled in weeds and out of sight. I hoped a voice would whisper sweet. And tell me which was greater treat. It came; much louder, less discreet: Oh son, come home, it ' s time to eat. ' 08 — Fine Arts L« jl

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»— ».lt lt.y.-r«..f -«».:,..x. v ce took a pencil and drew a picture of a man; stepped out of the paper and asked who I am. )t identity-wise, he clarified to me, jt belief-wise and life-wise. He paused. Do you see? ' Dughtof an answer and said, I want to be . . . en he waved his hands and shouted at me, 3t what you hope to be in future-sense, at you are doing with your life present-tense? I answer was easy: Just the usual; ening to music and going to school. )u cannot be sehous ' he grimly said. )u must be delirious! and he shook his head. ly are you wasting your time down here? is too short, believe me, my dear. ik of the things that come from above: ibows and sunsets and, most of all, love. ; not the fact that your life is routine. the way that you live it, to see what it means, ik of love, before you move I put it into all that you do. n you will find what I ' m trying to explain I you ' ll then understand what there is to a name. I with that, back into the picture he stepped, I I walked around thinking of the man I had met. ipiness crept over me when I thought of him. lemed as though a new life had begun. ;n ran to my friends to share the news I tell them I no longer was singing the blues. urned to the picture after a while, something was different; his face was a smile. M[ 1 P r ' Vs H : j H WmL %, 1 Pt li - 1 10 ii Fine Arts — 107 ■:-:i36 f( .- jMm.

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1 . Teri Garcia — 79. 2. Left to right: Glenn Calfee — 78, Scott Jonassen — 78. 3. Two Roads Not Taken, Pete Watkins — 78. 4 Joan VanKempen — 78. 5. Rick Olmsted — 78 6. Glenn Calfee — 78. 7. Rick Olmsted — 78. 8. Sheri Papenfuhs — 78. 9. Teri Garcia — 79. 1 0. Todd Menard — 79. 1 1 . Sheri Papenfuhs — 78. 1 2. Debbie Holland — 78. iv, ' . . ' ■mw ' ' Paused on the threshold, you are at your turning point, seniors growing up. You ' ve come to an end, hold tightly to memories, but continue on. Goon — continue, a new world lies just beyond, yours to discover. 12 Fine Arts — 1C uwmmMi«c ' m -r m '