North Reading High School - Golden Years Yearbook (North Reading, MA)

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Foreword A river, in flowing, passes bends and turns, rapids and whirlpools, eddies and bddf waters and finally flows into the sea. It is heightened and strengthened by tributary rivers which flow into it. In its passing, it nourishes the land, gains from iff yet leaves part of itself behind. We, too, pass on. Here we have grown and been strengthened. We have met ' rapids and eddies. Now we shall pass into the open sea of the world before us, yet we leave a part of ourselves here, “The river, spreading, flows — and spends your dream. What are you, lost within this tideless spell? You are your father’s father? and the stream — A liquid theme.” Jly % Hart Crane I l At 4 ' - 1 ll % % J } % i ' h » f - ♦ I 1 % I ! i } } -4-1 l Lj i pi 4 I M£. I -A It f w m X ;V. ' m ' »■ HWi-.V ■w

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DEDICA TION Outstanding teaching is much like modern jazz. A good teacher improvises. He varies his themes to suit the needs ana interests of his students; he is different, and his students learn. He has rhythm. To be alive, and project him- self he has a beat, a tempo to catch the interest of his students. Just as modern jazz is composed of many shifting moods, light to dark, this teacher is flexible. He laughs with his students, yet impresses upon them the seriousness of his subject. Jazz is an individual art, as is teaching. An ef- fective teacher is an individual using his skills and talent to interest others. There is an enthusiasm which jazz captures that stirs the listener. Fine teaching, by its enthusiasm, stirs the student, arouses him. Though simple on the surface and easy to under- stand, jazz has a depth, a complex nature. The good teacher is also easy to understand, yet can draw on a deep store of knowledge and under- standing to satisfy his students. We, the class of 1966, have found such a teacher and we dedicate our yearbook, the 1966 Golden Years, to him, Mr. Alan Lockwood. “Drum on your drums, batter on your banjos, sob on your long cool Winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen. Can the rough stuff . . . Now a Mississippi Steamboat pushes up the night river . . . and the green lanterns calling to the high soft stars ... a red moon rides on the bumps of the low river hill . . . go to it, O jazzmen ” Carl Sandburg 8