Monterey High School - Chaparral Yearbook (Lubbock, TX)

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Between the continent of you And the continent of me. Stretches a monster-peopled sea. Nevertheless, beneath the eels and squids, Foraminifera, silicon, and goo. There's a connection between me and you . . . — Dilys La mg Population explosion. We race around in search of what? What answer? We speak in different tongues. We wear different clothes. We worship different things. The simplicity of ancient cultures is being vacuformed into the complexity of the space age. Our colors are blending. Our loves are new, our hates are old. Meditation, or infiltration, distant wars or priceless peace ... we are all little more than specks of dust. The universe resounds with the joyful cry ... I AM. — Scriabin The composite Plainsman would be part Ceylonese like Tchmi Rustomiee, have a British accent like Mr Fred Hampton’s, understand the Negro culture like Mrs Joan Crawford, and speak Thai like Terathom Sukanit

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... A connection between me and you . . . The Gap . . . Two worlds collide. One has struggled through a depression and a war. The other faces new struggles, dope, free love, a new war. One fiercely defends the better world they have created, while the other violently strikes out at its weaknesses. One is too old to understand, the other too young. But one holds the knowledge and the other only the vacuum. There are age-old answers that must be given to the indefineable questions. Therefore, sometimes across the spaces of difference, a mutual respect, an open committment, a common bond, binds these two worlds. Faculty member Mr N. G. Powell helps Jan Curtis and Louann Clayior with one of the smaller problems of being a sopho more.