Norwood High School - Tiot Yearbook (Norwood, MA)

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In Which We Arrive From the artless ways of our Sophomore days We have risen — seniors at last. Serene and sage, our hopes ablaze We are ready ro meet life ' s blasts. This soapbox speech, though Wasn ' t a peach, Has done what ' twas meant to do, So let ' s not be quacks, let ' s cling to the facts And tell only what is true. The building shook, as it took a look At the class of forry-nve. The tower ' s clock stopped at the shock, And never has revived. Lab test tubes quivered and often slivered, When the gals grew scientific, Then the introduction of a pre-induction Math club proved terrific. From rooms we clipped or rolled or whipped ' Tis a wonder our nerves didn ' t jar, Our latest expression when things were depressin ' Was to bellow Hurrah for the Czar . Behind the door of one rhirty four, Met a motley crew each night, Who were quite contented while acting demented, Which seemed to be their delight. A baking course, then, held strictly for men, Made jests from the ladies rain Upon the heads of the Jacks and Neds, Who put them all to shame. Now with quickening joy, each girl and boy, Thinks of his senior year, As a year well spent (at least half well meant) Whose memories he ' ll hold dear. S.B.

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s ?ains« ;brawn ? rou Vote it straight tjw Ca vJ «. UUttd Ua ' ■■ ?- e l -J fDIFNDS tsSSfeW ? HONKT, REM ABLE, 2nd TRUSTWORTHY ADDERS ' HONEST ED BUTTtRS F o rQ, PfeES lDE(Ml T- The Campaign We had no sooner returned to our books in September when the corridors began to buzz with speculation. Who ' s going to be class president? Will Eddie run again? Will you vote for me? Each question was asked a hundred times. Nomina- tion papers were circulated, withdrawals were made, and then we finally saw the list of nominees. Posters, gossip, and rumors all took their turn. Football vs. Pepsi — DeRoma vs. the world — It ' s time for a change! Re-elect Ed , we listened quietly. Darby worked like a demon for Eddie, Chi-Chi buttonholed everyone who passed his traffic post. Mr. Thompson agreed to hold a political rally at which each candidate could talk frankly and open- ly with the class about the issues of this campaign . They talked, we listened and made our decision. CHAriOtr Ri V, EP -TJ, y«