Norwood High School - Silhouette Yearbook (Norwood, OH)

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-qvv I This wail? ds Guts Page by page we shall introduce to you- this dynamic senior class, the teachers who were the magnetic forces in the experiment of the atom, the lower classmen who are being mixed and filtered to complete the reaction in years to come, and the many activities which are the energy outlets for the products ot this great laboratory. In order for the experiment to be a complete success, the teachers, whom we may well call the investigators or technicians, controlled the atom by adding a sufficient amount of the chemical D. T. These investigators probed deeply into the unknown part of the atom to make its ucranium friction with gaseous con- fusion. The daily assignments which they dis- placed upon the isodopes were the wildest nightmares of the imagination. But the techni- cians were positive that the experiment could never succeed unless the basic elements were added each day. Miss Burns, Mr. Albrecht, Mr. 6 Ludwig, and Mr. Maitland came back to add the last ofthe needed elements. At last the final assembly of the atom was completed, no man-made phenomenon of such tremendous power had ever occurred before. Success was the reward for four years of striving to put together this potent atom. When released from the laboratory the atom made a blinding flash. These seniors accepted their diplomas with a sustained roar. Thoughts of the new world into which they were entering fiashed through their minds: The war has been won but the peace is yet to come. The world is ours now. The duty of bringing and preserving complete peace is ours. We realize our great responsibility. But we feel that we have been well prepared tor that responsibility and now we are ready. We warn you reader-hold your breath. We warn you world-we're coming. SlZ-BOOM!

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7-lze qoun ea gal ARCHIBALD MacLElSH The young dead soldiers do not speak. Nevertheless they are heard in the still houses. lWho has not heard them?l They have a silence that speaks for them at night And when the clock counts. They say, We were young. We have died. Remember us. They say, We have done what we could But until it is finished it is not done. They say, We have given our lives But until it is finished no one can know what our lives They say, Our deaths are not ours, They are yours, They will mean what you make them. They say, Whether our lives and our deaths were for peace and Or for nothing We cannot say. It is you who must say this. They say, We leave you our deaths, Give them their meaning, Give them an end to the war and a true peace, Give them a victory that ends the war and a peace af Give them their meaning. We were young, they say. We have died. Remember us. Published in The Rea diets gave. a new hope terwards, ders' Digest, May, 1945

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