Maynard High School - Screech Owl Yearbook (Maynard, MA)

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THE SCREECH O WL 5 TIM IE SCIR.IEIECIM OWL PUBLISHED TWO TIMES A YEAP BY THE STUDENTS OF MAYNARD HIGH SCHOOL JUNE. 11945 TABLE OF CONTENTS Dedication Editorials Literary Senior Class Roll Alumni News Pictures — First Grade Pupils Organizations Picture — Screech Owl Staff Picture — Student Council Picture — Junior W o man’ s Club Senior Superlatives Pictures — Class Officers Athletics Picture — Basketball Team The Social Register Exchanges Just In Fun MAYNARD CLEANSERS Albert Alexanian, Prop. Tel. 590 37 Nason Street Maynard, Mass. Page 6-7 8-9 10-21 22-32 33-35 36-37 38-42 42 43 44-48 49 50 51-53 54-55 56-64

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THE SCREECH OWL 7 You ' ll Remember They said he was dead — President Roosevelt, our leader, dead. You didn’t believe it; you didn’t want to. He was the only President you remember, you of this generation who had only half a chance to live. In that time, during peace and war, he became a part of you and your family. You learned to turn to him in confidence and affection. But now he was dead. No, in a sense he wasn’t dead. Deep down you know he’ll live in the hearts of men of all colors and creeds for generations to come. You, too, will remember him — remember and thank God. No, you weren’t quite old enough to vote or fight, but you knew what it was all about, all this talk of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. You knew, and your heart swelled with pride when they played the Star Spangled Banner and his face flashed on the screen. You knew when you saw him with other great men, planning the winning of the war and the keeping of the peace. A lump comes in your throat now as you remember. Yes, he was a part of you, and of all the peoples of the world. In his fireside chats it was as though he were talking to you. He told Dad to build more ships. Mom had to manage her ration points. You all bought bonds and more bonds. He’d tell you about the war news, and it was like telling you about your brother Bill. Oh yes, you remember. But that’s not enough. You’ll have to pitch right in harder now. The memory of him and his ideals will lead us into the light of peace, because one day soon we will win. Even though he’ll be a world away he’ll know then that we did remember and didn’t let him down, and we’ll know he did not live or die in vain. Veronica Nowick, ’48.