Milton High School - Blue Gold Yearbook (Milton, VT)

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ue and Gold 13 9 Class Poem Classmates. we know 11ot the road before us, Nor the turn in the lane aheadg lt's a long alluring journey XVhich henceforth we must tread. Our ways will bc many and varied, Successes toned with defeat- lt takes all kind of experiences To make a life time complete. There'll be joy sweet to rememberg Therell be sorrows best to forgetg YVaiting for us down lifeis highway, YVhich weve scarcely traveled as yet. In our storeroom of memories These school days will be held dear- The wonderful times at M. H. S., And the lessons we have learned here. Nor shall we forget our teachers, XVhose patience wc've put to the testg As we become older and Wiser, NVQ-'ll realize that they were the best. This close group will soon be parted, Then wc'll each go our own wayg Nlay the new friendships of tomorrow Not weaken the ones of today. Though we know not the road before us What's between here and the setting sung VVe,ll do our best to live life fully, For we know it has barely begun. CONNIE JACKSON mln: A nina - mln: l .--ii EEF . an Q!! 2 VIN!!!FIN!!lll!!.Vll.1'l.lVNNlI.'lI.Y.Vlll.!' fir all

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I2 Blue and Cold wonlt have to huy one when you go into nurses' training. t Pun! llinglwr- Paul, we give you this new hut, and we hope . that soinecluv vou will he chef at the 'Olde llozmln. Hr. Pullou- XX'e giye you this trailer truck so you can t'2ll'l'f' the tuinhlers and equipment around with you troin town to town more easily. fllltllillfll' Illum- NY4- giye you this free hunch of tickets so you eun see the yVhc-cling Jamboree any tiine you like. ltUlll'I'f l,imog1'- 'l'o lioh we give ll credit card of your own so you wont he clmrging gas to your father for your inuny trips to Milton, linger 610111111111- XXR- giye you il free parking ticket for park- ing on St. l,ouis Street in Burlington. Betty Bushcy- To you, Betty, we give this kitten to start oil' the animal collection that you want on the farm. M r. Poqzlettc- NVQ give you this sponge and cloth to keep the kids husy when they stay after school, Maurice H0u.ssin- NVQ give you ax pass so when you get lone- some in New York. you can eoine hziek :intl see your ex-girl friencl. Miss Meyers- NVe give you these nails so you Cllll keep the furniture stationary in the Home Economies room. A1,I,lcN Bl'1Al'I'Hl'1 fTIIARLO'l'l'IC Bnuro IRNIA Loxnsmtn BIQRNARD KING NIAURICI4: Rousslx MIXED CLEE CLUB

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14 Blue and ,Q-old VALEDIC T UR Y BY BETTY Parents, Teachers, Classmates, and Friends: Tonight is a night of farewells. Our little boat is resting at the bend in the stream. We have reached the Commencement, or turning point in the deep and unknown channels of life. We are pausing here at the bend to bid farewell, and to muster our strength for the work ahead. The voyage of life has many windings and turnings, and it is sometimes difficult to realize just how many more obstacles we must face. As we row through the waters, it seems like a long course to follow, never knowing what is around the next bend. We are frequently tempted to let our little boat drift wheresoever it may. It is pleasant to pause here at the bending of the stream, and recall the calmness of the school- ripples through which we have been rowing. We cannot linger here long, however, for already the noise and roar of life's larger waters are call- ing us. We know that we must row ahead out of the peaceful, shallow current of our young life, where we have been so ably guided, and pull hard through the deeper and rougher channels of future life. Tonight marks the end of formal schooling for some, while for others it is just a pause before going on to a higher education at college. In the former case, it does not mean that the devel- oping of the mind through learning must stop. We must keep alive the urge to learn and never become so contented that we consider ourselves fully educated. For those of us that are going on to college, we should only have thanks in our hearts for those who have made this possible. Before we leave these protective portals to- night, we wish to thank our parents, guardians and friends. For many happy years, our parents and teachers have carefully sheltered us from adverse wind. They have warned us of the evil rocks and shoals or tangle of sea-weed that we will be sure to meet in our onward course. If they had not given us this guidance, our start on the voyage of life might have been saddened by many disasters. We want you to know how much we appreciate your loving thoughtfulness before we sail onward to the sea of larger life awaiting us. And thus classmates, we linger at the bend of the stream-the end of our course. So far, we have pursued our course together, but now we must row forth alone into the deeper chan- nels to come. Let us, as the billows of life force us apart, keep our Blue and Gold ever flying at the masthead. We want to face these deeper channels bravely and boldly. We want to hold our principles and honor high. With the help of our parents and friends, we feel quite capable of accomplishing all the tasks that we shall meet. YVe will show the world as we step out into its fields of endeavor that we are the materials of which the best citizens and truest patriots are made. . c t - J-ss--- '54 ,We cj! 'M-ixij-f4 2391 j