Lowell High School - Red and White Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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Born - July 7, 1885 Died - September 2, 1951 5. . Every Lowellite was deeply grieved by the death of Mr. Barnum B. Libby, one of our best-liked teachers, who passed away September 2, l95l. Graduating from Princeton University with highest honors, he completed his graduate work at Harvard. He belonged to the Phi Beta Kappa honor society and Teachers' Central Council. As a teacher of mathematics, he came to Lowell from Poly in l923. Mr. Libby's qualities as a teacher and friend were innumerable. He took care of our lockers, all l6OO of them. He was always willing to help us when our locks became stuck or we lost our books and mirrors. He was sincerely interested in his fellow man and was never too busy to help someone else. lt is to the memory of Mr. Barnum B. Libby, teacher of many and friend of all, that we dedicate the l952 Red and White,

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MISS LORIGAN Dean of Girls MR. MONROE Dean of Boys MISS PENCE Principal ,-4 760,41 Wm! For many years Lowell's graduates have gone forth to their further years of education and then to their life work to meet with a high degree of success. This achievement has been due, not only to the scholastic foundation laid at Lowell, but also to the qualities that the experience at Lowell has helped the students to build into their characters. The setting of worthwhile goals, integrity of purpose and effort, the willingness to work See 64464 We have no fear for the future of those who have been guided by the Lowell traditions of good sportsmanship, high scholarship, out- standing leadership, and trustworthy character. With this background you can so live your own lives that you will serve as good examples to others. May each of you resolve to make this your goal. The extent to which that resolve is kept will determine the degree of happiness and suc- cess which you will enjoy. Gladys Lorigan. hard and to assume reasonably mature respon- sibility for the results of their efforts -- these are some of the qualities that Lowell has al- ways sought to help her students to develop. The evidences are that members of the class of June l952 are going forth well prepared for their work in the years ahead and we will look for worthy achievements on their part. Best wishes to all June graduates for success in all that you undertake. Edith E. Pence Defend Uemoomaq To you, the graduating classes of Fall 51 and June 52, congratulations and best wishes. You enter an adult world, one of uncertainty, of doubt, of danger. We oldsters, in our bungling of World War ll, are responsible for the muddled state of affairs in which the world and you find your- selves. Your first, immediate, and lasting duty is to see that Democracy survives. Your personal affairs are secondary. You will be assisted by those Lowell alumni who have preceded you. There will always be a Lowell. The torch we pass to you. H. M. Monroe i 1.51-