Paulsboro High School - Pegasus Yearbook (Paulsboro, NJ)

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Tabl Of Contents HU k P wf,i Seniors ......... . 17 HAnD0Mr1EU7f Underclassmen . .49 M Q to , Pride Administration And Faculty . . 67 Activities .. .. . 85 Sports .. 123 I Honor my 16 Kp v rw l 1- QW!! You and your family are packed into the famil r, out for leasant Sunday drive to Bloomingdales in New York when you sud yourself, I wonder what it's like in Paulsboro. This so intrigues y that you cancel all previous plans in favor of finding out. Relax. Before you get out your map, which may or may not contain Paulsboro, let me offer a few samples of life in Paulsboro. It won't take much time, because, after all, Paulsboro is a small town. Okay, all settled back? Great, here we go. First, if you wish to live in Paulsboro, know how to drive. Always remember that Paulsboro streets are not known for their resemblance to super-highways. Now you may be saying to yourself, I can definitely live without that! , but before you classify Paulsboro as another industrial town, and throw this away, keep reading. There are good things about Paulsboro. All settled again? Sure, Paulsboro's not Philadelphia, but small means close. Now, walk down the street of your neighborhood. Make sure you smile and say hello to every person you see. What? They're taking you away? Gee, that's a shame. If you lived in Paulsboro they'd say hello to you. Feeling lonely now? Well, in Paulsboro yould probably find friends quickly. See, that's another good thing. You make and keep good, lasting friendships. What? Still not satisfied? Okay, picture this . . . a beautiful autumn sunset, the sky a brilliant red, and orange clouds tinged with goldg the sun slowly dipping into the horizon . . . and Mobil silhouetted against the sky. Success

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