Lawrence High School - Lawrencian Yearbook (Falmouth, MA)

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SYDNEY C. ROBERTS 3

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The 1967 Lawrencian Is Dedicated To. . . Mr. Sydney C. Roberts . . . .... in recognition of his own dedication to the art and life of teaching. Both in school and out, Mr. Rob- erts’ involvements bespeak a devotion to education as an institution and education as it applies to indi- vidual students. In school, much of his time outside classes is spent in giving advice and direction to students; he may be seen in the cafeteria eating lunch with freshmen, or outside some classroom door guiding the senior class president through a crisis. The class of nineteen sixty seven would not have been as successful as we were in completing the Christmas tree sales or the various dinners with- out Mr. Roberts’ organizational expertise or culinary skills. Outside the four walls he is as dedicated. His rec- ord of leadership in such organizations as the Massa- chusetts Teacher’s Association, the Barnstable Coun- ty Education Association, and the Falmouth Teach- er’s Organization is a token indication of Mr. Rob- erts’ concern for the state of the teaching profession and the part it must play in the formation of the coming generations.

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Excellence Is Often Measured By A Particular Quality LAWRENCIAN STAFF Editors-in-Chief : Mark Denman, Kenneth Ketchum, Patricia Ortins ; Managing Editors: Christine Augustyniak, Linda Ben- nett; Special Features Editors: Judith Brauneis, Donna Spoon- er; Technical Editors: Priscilla Couto, Jean Martin; Advisers: R. Curtis McKee, Production ; Robert J. Reid ; Business Staff : Anita Barrow, Martha Canning, Barbara Dailey, Karen Deem, Janet Hampton, Bruce Linnell, Margaret Viera, Scott Walker. As if that house, so much like a ticket-taker’s booth at some rural carnival, edged in bright but dirty yellow, had, vanished, receding into the scrub of pine and coarse grass, and leaving me with the dryness and sound of the road — so I saiv the summer pass. Not in glory, a blast of cold air sweeping in from the North, but in quiet grief, in a turning of shadows — the shift of a dark head at parting, with lowered eye and a single tear. vW