Maine Central Institute - Trumpet Yearbook (Pittsfield, ME)

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CLASS DUEM ,lust lilce the dawn of a perfect day Fades into a perfect night, So our school days will vanish And remain but a memory bright. So we stand at the dawn of a day With the sunrise a glorious sight, The slcy is tinted with colors, I And the world loolcs cheerful and bright. But seel A cloud is approaching, Shall we let it darlcen our way? Shall we falter by the wayside? Or let it come to stay? Loolc for the silver lining, It will guide us safely by, For after every shower, 'lhere's a rainbow in the slcy. And at the end ofthe rainbow, ls a pot of gold, they say, We are starting out to find it On this Commencement Day. Be honest and steadfast and loyal, Upright and courageous and true, Be guided by your Alma Mater ln all that you try to do. If we fail to reach our rainbow, As the years roll swiftly by, We can ne'er forget the lessons, We have learned at lvl. C. l. Page Twenty-Seven

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glad she didn't though, because they were all exclaiming what a perfectly lovely trip they had. Mrs. T.: My, but iust look at the picture of that gym, Well, l lenry, our dreams came true when we were allowed to play baslcetball in there. It was George M. Parlcs, who made it possible for us to have that gym, and we held the Junior-Senior Prom in there too, my, but wasn't it wonderful, it loolced pretty Fine decorated in colors of orchid, green, and yellow. The attendance was quite large too. Everyone looleed his best. And to thinlc that now we're old and gray-oh me. Henry: Well, Annie, we're coming to the end of our school careers at M. C. l. Do you remember how proud we felt to be the First class to have our graduation exercises in the new parlc's gymnasium? Mrs. T.: Yes, l certainly do. l-low much we enioyed ourselves those four years is unexpressible. l wish l were right baclc there-now-but instead-here l-here we are. Page Twenty-Six

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President . . Vice-President . Secretory . . Treasurer . Page Twenty-Eight SENIOIQ CLASS Motto: l'lere endethi here beginneth. Colors: Purple and White. Flower: American Beauty Rose. OFFICERS CLASS ODE Tune: La Golondrina The hour has come, When we must bid adieu To teachers, classmates, Whom we love so true. And loyal we'll be To standards high As we've been taught At our dear M. C. l. Chorus Then as we launch our ship Out on lile's restless sea, Qur cherished memories Fondly turn to thee And to the ioyous hours- O, for them do we sigh, Which vve have spent Ar our dear M. C. l. Within our memories Forever ringeth Our class motto, Here endethi here beginnethf' With heads bowed lovv, We say the last good-bye To Alma-Mater Qur dear M. C. l. -E B . John Daily Constance Griftin Elizabeth Tracy Roger parenteau