Gould Academy - Academy Herald Yearbook (Bethel, ME)

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Barbara Ritter “Barb” Activities: J.V. Field Hockey, Ski Team, Tennis Thank you to everybody who understood that I couldn’t speak English at the beginning and who helped me. I would like to thank any teachers and all my friends. I lived in Gehring Hall on the noisy third floor. My best friend Tucker often woke us up by barking when she was let out by Miss Mellett. But this year means a lot to me and I’ll remember this time, when I’m back in old Germany. Katy Holden Life to me is not measured in years, but instead, in smiles, laughter and tears. Thank you very much to everyone who made these four years special. 17

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Nathan Duston Inhibited Audiomation In my room strips of white in a complex pattern Luminescence barely lighting my paper Intricate compositions part of me hyper explosion into the star cycle latticeworks of fibers draped and contorted a brown bowl spiraling oneness of me tired can I achieve a final peace? maybe Thanks Jill and everyone else. David Riley “Davey “Riles” Gould what? Where’s Bethel? “We are architects of life.” “We are stuck between yesterday and tomorrow.” “Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends.” “We gotta get outa this place, if it’s the last thing we ever do. “Some people call me the space cowboy.” “Be my girl — Sally : The Police “I was blue and lonely I couldn't sleep a wink and could only get unconscious If I had enough to drink There was somehow something wrong somewhere And each day seemed gray and dead The seeds of desperation Were growin’ in me head I needed inspiration A brand new start in life Somewhere to place affection But I didn’t need a wife And then by lucky chance I saw A special magazine An ad, that was unusual The like I had never seen Experience something different With our new imported toy She’s loving, warm, inflatable, and a guarantee of joy! She came all wrapped in cardboard All pink and shrivelled down A breath of air was all she needed To make her loose that frown.” “Emerson lake and Shepard?” Elp, Steve Miller Band, Rush, Yes, Boston, Santana. June 1, 1985 — song of the day: Pomp and Circumstance. Thanks Mom and Dad and Mr. Cousins.

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Jennifer Lynn Allen “Jenn” If you want to get eggs you can’t buy at a store, You have to do things never thought of before. Why to get at the egg of one very small Dawf, We had to pry all of one mountain top off! Then I heard of some birds who lay their eggs, if you please. That taste like the air in the holes of Swiss cheese, And they live in big Zanzibar — Zanzibar trees! So I ordered a treeful. The job was immense. But I needed those eggs and said, “hang the expense!” All through with the searching, All through with the looking, I had all I needed! And now for the cooking .. from “Scrambled Eggs Super” By Dr. Seuss, eh? Thank you Gould Academy (and Rowdy). With love and laughter, Jenn. Jennifer Griffen Then wilt thou not be loth To have this paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within, the happier far ... — John Milton (Paradise Lost) Not that the story need to be long But it will take a long while To make it short — Thoreau Way to be Little bingo! --Jf 18