Mendota High School - Atodnem Yearbook (Mendota, IL)

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NIMER All Green And Fair The Summer Lies, just Budded From The Bud Of Spring, With Tender Blue Of Wistful Skies, And Winds Which Softly Sing. - from Menace by Susan Coolidge

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THE EA 0 Autumn To Wznter, Winter Into Spring, Sprzng Into Summer, Summer Into Fall- So Rolls The Changing Year, And So We Change 5 Motzon So Swzft, We Know Not That We Move. - from Immutable by D. M. Mulock E PRESENT to you this volume ot the Atodnem in the hope that in future years it will provide tor you a living record ot your high school days. In breaking the conven- tional arrangement, we have endeavored to portray lite at Mendota High School from season to season by poetry, art, and Words. Leating through the pages ot this - your yearbook - vivid scenes which have been repressed as you strive for success in this World will again come to lite. Time moves so swiftly that We do not have the opportu- nity to fully savor the memories ot high school years until they are long past. -Editors

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Summer? Plememt Interlude rowele RILLIANT Iune sunshine heralded the completion of an- other year of school at MHS. Books and homework were forgotten as the summer advanced. The Kitch was filled to overflowing with laughing kids in jeans and shirts dis- cussing their summer jobs. Detasslers came dragging in after a hard day's work, but proudly showing off their suntans or sunburns. Vacations were eagerly anticipated by many. School romances often faded because of that handsome boy at camp or that cute girl visiting the neighbors. MHS looked desolate even when decked out in all of her summer finery. Another graduating class had left her doors for- ever, but another group of freshmen were about to enter her doors, clutching their grade school diplomas. No students lolled about in the sunshine, waiting for the bell to ring. The halls were empty and the lockers were bare. Only the janitors moved around the corridors, busily preparing for another school year.