Lyndon Institute - Cynosure Yearbook (Lyndon Center, VT)

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First row, left to right: N. Newland, J. Drew, A. Little, C. Lovejoy, V. Hall, J. Peak, M. Hill, M. Woods, B. Caron, S. Astle, J. Bailey, E. Hudson, R. Simpson, I. Caswell, S. Lynch, I. Allard, J. Hunter, R. Gaffney, D. Davis, M. Moulton. - Second row: N. Burrington, N. Austin, P. Doyon, R. Blake, A. Bandy, A. Williams, B. Gilman, C. Lafoe, R. Poulin. B. Reynolds, K. Laclair, A. Jewell, S. Gilman, J. Lilley, H. Chapman, M. Hol- brook, E. Randall., M. Ward, N. Stone, F. Taylor, R. Cross, E. Austin. Third row: D. Burnett, B. Blackwell, P. Griswold, N. Deblois, R. Sherburn, L. Howland, P, Wright, S. Mason, N. Dutton, G. Kilpatrick, S. Holbrook, A. Hartwell, C. Lacourse, P. Wright, E, Blake, D, Chickering, D. Marcotte, P. Chesebro, J. Charron, S. True, T. Farrell, W. Darling, D. Ross, Fourth row: R. Dunphy, S. Jenkins, L. Chester, E. Miles, D. Lang, M. Perreault, S. Phillips, N, True, K. Miller, S. Humphry, T. Grant, A. Martelle, R. Pinkham, D. Squires, B. Phelps, L. Thompson, P, Davis, R. Dwyer, R. Welch, N. Lund, G. Norway. Fifth row: R. Currier, R. Randall, E. Wheelock, D. Hill, L. Soper, I. Lang, A. Metevier, R, CQX, R Brown, R, Devereanx, G. Simpson, G. McBey, D. Knowlton, C. James, T, Simpggn. R. Mayo A Taylor, S. Paquette. ' President ----- - - Scott Astle Vice President- - - - -Barbara Caron Secretary- - - ' ' ' Janet Bailey Treasurer- - - - Mary Woods

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TO THE SENIORS When you enter in the morning Greet your teacher with a smile. Set for all the good example To be pleasant all the while, If you're asked to do a favor Do it in a kindly way, Go about your studies gladly In the end, it's sure to pay. Guard your conduct above all In classroom and in study hall - A kindly word for all you meet Both in the school and on the street. If we bear these things in mind Throughout the coming years, Perhaps we'l1 be a replica Of fifty-six, my dears. To you this may be tiresome This sort of little speech. Oh, I can hear that little piece, Practice what you preach, 06064 OUR L. I. In Lyndon Center, firm and tall And beautiful she stands, And on her dress of white or green She stretches out her hands. Her cheeks are pink, a charming pink Her large teeth snowy white And on an ordinary day Her eyes are shining bright. She has a really wondrous brain That works from eight to four On English, science, history, And other things galore. She cares a great for this brain And cells inside that try For we, the students, are the cells And she is dear L, I. by Gena Mason by Janice Jackson THE CRAZY ARTIST One day GENA DREW a picture It was of a CHANDLER eer People came from BLAKE and BURTON ust to see this icture dear J p . 7725 'in While passing through the streets of CHARRON .1 X. People came upon a STONE Seeing it was quite a l-IAZORD No one dared to go alone. Although this rock was very LITTLE It brought the people much dismay Because it made them, oh so hungry That they started EATON HAY. Of course their skin became much COURSER And their hearts turned to COLE And as they did FALL BY the dozens They said, That picture doomed my soul, by D. Nutting, D. Drew, and C. Boulrisse

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FRESHMAN Have you noticed with a glancing eye The strange students that go passing by? They are new But not so few They come from near and far By bus, train, and car Three years to go Which seem so slow Will pass by fast When they will reach that last The goal to achieve So that they may receive A certificate showing The knowledge worth knowing They will hold their banner high As they leave and say, good bye. Esther Randall wie, 060164 THE FRESHMEN We are little Freshmen We get tossed all around By all the upper classmen Who so tall and sound. They really like to tease us Whenever we 're around But they're the nicest classmates That ever could be found. Bonnie Phelps X N X 74 f x 1 on - ff , V14 ' S K . y ,,-vx, W X f ix X ' 4, ii T frwkx . W X- f4 F f .r- K THE L. I. FRESHMEN We shall never forget Freshman Day When through the halls we made our slow way Being stopped here or there by a junior or a senior We thought we had never seen anyone meaner Making us push pennies here and there Somehow they didn't care Yes, we shall never forget that day And we'll match the next year's Freshmen in dismay Do what we did and we thought we would die But we shall never forget dear L. I, Nancy True ff g fs l' -f-S 1 4,