Hope High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Providence, RI)

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Qeclflcatllan To all the boys in our class who have already left school to enter the services, and to all members of Hope, faculty and students, who are now Or are soon to be engaged in defending their country on land or sea, Oz' in the air, the class of June 1943 affectionately dedicates this book. VERNON DUNLOP flnI'IOMAS MUDDIMAN ALFRED GRIMSHAW GORDON RENEHAN HERBERT JEZARD BRUCE GIFFORD RUSSELL HOWARD CARL HOWARD MILTON AIKEN LOUIS BAKER DONALD CAMERON RICHARD FITZPATRICK LEO SCANLON HENRY HAYES ARTHUR GUSTAFSON JOHN HALL WII.LIAM CHESHIRE WILIAM MCGOVERN EDWARD MANNING

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SARA G. TULLY CHARLES W. ANNABLE 'A' 0,wt Jqdullddflai lt would be impossible for us adequately to express how much our advisers, Miss Sara G. Tully and Mr. Charles W. An- nable, have done for us during our three years at Hope. During our first peaceful year and a half they steered us confidently toward those after-school goals which We then hoped to realize: since war has altered our plans for the future, their sympathy and encouragement have been directed to- ward helping us to adjust ourselves to a changed and changing world.

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me time ag 1943 Who is the girl with the slim legs and straight back? How did she come to this rich land, This land of fertile valleys, Of tall trees and high mountains, Of wheat fields and great canyons, Of blue oceans and gleaming deserts? She was brought in the hearts of strong men and brave Womeng She was placed in a fragrant forest Which grew into a throbbing city. She came many years ago In the hopes of many people- People from the upper country, People from England, seeking free religion, People from France, seeking wealth and fame, People from Ireland, seeking property, People from Germany, seeking farmlands. After many years these people grew into one And gave her life. She was raised in this section of rounded hills, Of mountain fog and sea fog, Of granite cliffs and cliffs that face the surf, Of neat white houses and clean, slim steeples, Of red brick buildings and waxy ivy, Of lilacs and roses misty with ocean air. Who is the dark boy, the tall boy, The boy with rugged shoulders and dreamy eyes? How did he come to this rich land, This land of freedom and advancement, This land of learning and improvement, Of self-government and equal rights, Of aggressive politicians and objectors, Of critics and appeasers? He was bred in a sunny land of ancient cul- ture, Of solid, massive, richly decorated buildings And dirty streets: Of fish nets and orange sails in violet sunsets, Of laughter and music and many children, Of color and fragrance, Of oppression and discontent, Of violence and revolt: His fathers came to obtain that which is the right Of all God's creatures- Freedom!