Goshen High School - Crimson Yearbook (Goshen, IN)

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Goshen High School as seen on a cold February day. Crimson '64 Goshen High School Goshen, Indiana Table of Contents VOIUUIC 57 C Activities ,--.,,.-,,,..,,, ,,,, - 6 Classrooms --....-......-....--..,....... 14- Faculty ..---..-,... .... ... .... ....... 32 Seniors ..............,.--..n-.....-... 42 Underclassrnen -...-----..---..---..- 62 Sports ......... ..--..--.....-....---....- 86 Clubs --..-..--.. .... ........-----.......-102 Senior Directory ..--..........---.124 Advertising .... ----........---....123

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President John Fitzgerald Kennedy and Mrs. Kennedy with John F., Jr., and Carolyn are shown leaving church services on Easter morning, April 14, 1963. All GHS classroom f l a g s w e r e i n mourning for 30 days following the a s s assination of President Ken- nedy on November 22, 1963. 2 In Memorial WHY? A shot rang out, a body fell, and an old story came out of the well. I couldn't believe it, it wasn't true, That someone would blacken our red, white, My stomach achedg my tears they came as I quickly thought of my country's shame. Yet it was true, though it happened so quick And I wondered of Oswald, could he be sick' My heart went to Jackie, of her sorrow and 1 I wondered just how she would sustain. There was a ball game-a game I felt should I sat gazing but nothing could I see. There wasn't a dance, the voices were madg Why in the world couldn't they understand? The television I did watchg the paper I did rt As I viewed the casket of the man we all grie They took him to the White House where he lived and workedg And .lackie never left him, even with blood oi skirt. Next to the Capitol where his brother did pre There was the casket with four honor guards side. An estimated 250,000 passed by the hier, Oh, how I wished I, too, could be there. At the cathedral was read by request .lohn F. Kennedy's inaugural address. My eyes filled with tears as I saw a young lac Salute his father-t'was, oh, so sad! On to Arlington the caisson did go, The horses moving so reverent and slow. As they laid him on his grave site, you could l from above Fifty jets paying tribute to the man we all lov The shots were firedg the taps were playedg The flag they folded and to Jackie gave. She knelt at the head of her husband's grave, Lit the flame, and then she prayed. She went away with tears in her eyes, And her heart was aching deep down inside. Five times she went back, each time to prayg And never a word did anyone say. To Jackie so composed and good, You held your sorrow as only a great woman 1 From your finger you took your band, And silently placed it on his cold hand. But they gave it hackg it is yours to keep, What greater gift could a young woman seek? To Caroline so young and so brave, I hope you remember all your father gave. And .lohn John, what more can I sayg Except that I hope you grow up in the same g. We all will remember this wonderful mang Who can surpass him? I think no one can. He gave us peace at a crisis of war, Which no man often did before. ' Now all over the world, flags fly at half mastgl And he will be remembered as a tragedy of th The greatest gift to him can be, The ending of war and the coming of peace. My question is this: can there he a reply? Why, oh, why, must great men die? -Debby Sherck Senior