Macomb High School - Spiderweb Yearbook (Macomb, IL)

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HP 1976 G i an S 4 T 1 L .F .i 4 PIIJTIR VVEB -. . .-,,, Y ? ' .1259 X Senior Class Historq VVe are unrolling the final length of the scroll of our High School days and are coming closer and closer to the finish of this record of four brimming years. It is with drooping head and laggard step that we are beginning to realize, that these four years, so filled with laughter and joy, the exuberance of youth, the triumph of labor well-rewarded, are coming to the close of a perfect four-period day in our lives. And what are our High School years more than a long sweet day in the everlasting race for existence? 1 VVe all have seen and known the fresh exquisite loveliness of a spring dawn. Spring comes like a frail veil, touching every growing thing that has lain dormant through the winter, with new life, the wonder of being. So may we liken our Fresh- man year in High School to the influence of a spring dawn. lVhen this class of '26 entered old M. H. S. in 1922, it was with the wonder and aspiration of the very young. VVe somehow, vaguely realized that high above was a radiant goal which must be gained, and child-like we stumbled over the obstacles of the road, while our heads were .erect and our eyes sought the gold ideal. Then came the next step upward. VVe became Sophomores in the golden sum- mer, the noon hour when the sun was at its height, and its brilliance, warm and friendly, was spread about. All the child-like wonder and reverence of the dawn had disappeared, out-radianeed by the flame of mid-day. VVe had grown a little older, a little wiser, and had advanced a step toward the burnished idol. Have you ever seen a sunset in the autumn when the sky vies with the maple leaves for color, and the wind is full of the tang of apples. and the rustle of fallen leaves like the swish of brown taffeta? It is the time when the day-light is begin- ning to wane and the gentleness of the evening, ushered in on batis wings, spreads over the earth. So was our Junior year, still retaining the vagabond, vigor of youth, but also slightly touched by the austerity of a greater advancement toward the god- dess not so far distant now. Then picture the still clear cold of a December night, with the firmament a net of perfect blue, the meshes tied with star-shine. Serenity, sobriety, and perfect peace are predominant. A radiance, all over-powering in its grandeur, permeates the air. The final goal has been reached, the last step taken, and with Burns we are emerging to bear the greef' VVe have reached the promised ideal, so far dis- tant at first, and are now about to leave the protecting wing of M. H. S., and are bound for new streets of life, somewhat prepared by our past encounters with the diversity of Fate, for newer and more difficult experiences ahead. +lxIARTI'IA LINDSTEDT. I . M Garb '1,,a f -.gn-T' ', '. . v- ..,. 'Q T. ,X iw' wb l ,I 1-, . 4, T ff-J 9 i Jlf ' V f 3 ' i i . r .lil.liilillilllM31 T: ,..MiMllllili if, f ff f1Ilm...Mnl1Umnmlnuumluuna. u l l mmmQmm.M,mmnm n l' u ll Illllllll m.....a TWENTY