McIndoes Academy - Spitfire Yearbook (McIndoes, VT)

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NORENE L.-Here is a '53 Chevvie to remind you of all the time you have spent in a certain one. NOREN E B.-Here is a black Pontiac to remind you of all the times you rode in one. ANN-Here is a Dodge pick-up to remind you of all the trips you took at noon. HELYN-Here is another bracelet to add to your collection. SUSIE-Here is a basketball to remind you of all the games youlve helped to win. CAMMIE-Here is a man so you won't be so lonesome. TIME WAS Valedicforicn: As we come to the close of our high school career, we are hesitant in saying farewell to the things that have been. Time wasn we might say to one another in passing. We mighit echo those words up and down the corridors because we have reached the moment when we must think about important things and good times and study hours that have gone. The words, time was, definitely speak of the past. They are nostalgic, awesome, and sublime in meaning. They are complete, belonging to yesterday. Yet once we held time was in our keeping, fleeting in the hollow of our hands. That was back yonder, four years ago. Time was when we tirst came hereto school back in 1952 with doubts, fears, and anticipation over our new adventures in high school. Now we say this night, time was. Now the four years are gone. We spent them minute by minute, hour by hour: then days and months fled by. Four years in high school! Consummate years! We spent our time in the activities of the curriculum. There were the required courses, music, recreation, dramatization, and social activities. Each student spent his time in the things in which ihe was the most interested and talented. Each one had a chance to develop his talent and to enjoy his social life. Time was for all these things. But it is another story how each one used his time. That is the measure we hold in our possession tonight on this eve of graduation. One measure may be fuller than another because each one of us may have had a different evaluation of time and its use. We have left an impression: we have made an imprint, indelible, unerasable. Impressions, too, vary with the individual because we did not hold ourselves rigidly to the best usage of time. We all had the same amount of time, and we all had the same sand to walk upon to make our imprints, so, thus far, adding our own talents and initiative to our equal opportunities, we set forth on a broader road tonight. Let us from now on, since we are graduates, guard our time more carefully and utilize more of our odd moments in fruitful activities. Let us choose the best and throw away the worthless. They say success depends upon the proper use of time and its by-product, odd moments. Some of the great men of our nation used their odd moments in reading, inventing, or experimenting. Edison worked at his odd moments on his inventions, Lincoln read law by firelight after a day of toil in the woods. We learn to judge a person by the way he uses his time. It matters not how gifted or talented or wise a person isp if he fails to use his time in developing his abilities in useful services, the world will not account him great. We are all dealers in time. It is the one thing we all possess in common. So, seniors, in passing from time was, the days we spent in high school, let's wind our clocks and rise with a new day, conscious of the work and challenge before us. Let's leave our imprints in communities all over these states. Let us press forward with a spirit of progress wherever we go. Let us leave our footprints on the sands of time by helping to bring about a national and universal unity. 19

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I, Maurice Wayne Slayton, do will and bequeath my ability to talk my way out of a tight situation to Clifton Little. Hope it works, Cliff. I, Helyn Dorothy Burgess, do will and bequeath my ability to get along with others and to talk a lot to Margaret DeRusha. I, Richard Dean Nelson, do will and bequeath my ability to be dependable to anyone who isn't. I, Ann Willey Pollard, do will and bequeath my natural wavy hair and ability to see the bright side of things to Patricia Ward. I, Royce Eldon Pinard, do will and bequeath my ability to play basketball to Leonard Paye. The team will need you next year, Leonard. I, Donna Alberta Goss, do will and bequeath my ability to study hard and to be quiet to Joe Maxwell, so he will accomplish things. I, Ruth Ann Griffin, do will and bequeath my ability to play basketball to Sally Conant. The team will need you next year. I, John Ira Crown, do will and bequeath my sense of humor to David Bandy so he will be heard from more next year. I, Norene Hazle Lang, do will and bequeath my ability to publish a good school newspaper to any junior who wants it. I, John Fyler Gilmour, do will and bequeath my ability to be a good leader and student to all underclassmen. I, Richard George Annis, do will and bequeath my ability to get along with everyone to Christine Theroux. I, Norene Ruby Blake, do will and bequeath my friendly smile and pretty hair to Mona Hunt. I, Mary Camille Sicard, do will and bequeath my cheerleading ability to Mary Bradshaw. ' WITNESSES SIGNED gfazlga .7wifcAe!! Ann W' Pollard H l D. B lager! Wore? eyn urgess KJWHVJ aj KNIIAI' I have here the SHOE BOX, number 15. A very good sized shoe, you must admit, You see we have as a class a large foundation, solid, substantial, so we are bound to make big impressions. This box holds some of our possessions which we have accumu- lated, and now I want to give them to the individuals who own them. CLASS GIFTS DONNA-Here's a report card to remind you of all the good marks you have received. EDIE-Here's a little boy to remind you of Bruce when he is not around. MAURICE-Here is a pillow to remind you of the days you did not have one in Physics class. MAC-Here are some more girls to add to your collection. ROYCE-Here is a little doll to remind you of yours when she is not with you. JOHN C.-Here is a clarinet so you will always have one to play. JOHN G.-Here is a Ford to remind you of all the trips you have taken in one. RICHARD-Here's another old Dodge so you won't have to walk when the one you have doesn't run. DICK A.-Here's a piano to help you with your singing. 18

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JUNIOR CLASS Back row, left to right: Kendall Beck, William Irwin, Clifton Little, Kenneth Beck. Second row: Lyris Blake, Marilyn Paye, Christine Theroux, Mr. Bicknell, Neil Pollard, Linda Hufnagcl, Betty Buskey. First row: Audrey DeRusha, Rita Hatley, Brenda Emery, Muriel Hunt, Robert Wright, Carlene Dunn, Judith Conant, Phyllis Paradie, Raymond Bowen. JUNIOR CLASS NEWS We held our first meeting September 12, 1955. The following officers were elected: President, Robert Wright: Vice President, Muriel Hunt: Secretary, Brenda Emeryg and Treasurer, Carlene Dunn. Members of the Student Council are Judy Conant and Clifton Little. We have had two class functions as of this Writing. Everyone enjoyed our stage show starring Ernie Lindell and the Ryhthm Ranch Gang. On November 11, 1955 we sponsored an Armistice Dance to the music of the Rhythmaires. We had three girls on the girls' basketball team and three boys on the boys' team. Lois Paradie transferred from our class here in Mclndoes to Woodsville early in the school year. Brenda Emery Secretary ZO