Peabody Veterans Memorial High School - Meta Yearbook (Peabody, MA)

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I (Class Oh, Alma Mater, soon to be We, the class of thirty-three, Sing our farewell song to thee; And ’tis a stirring melody, The music fills our hearts with tears; As we glance back throughout the years, We seem to see as in a haze The mem’ries of our student days. Refrain: And soon will come the day we love, yet hate The day we leave our school we graduate; Farewell, dear school, we graduate. Oh, Alma Mater, light our ways, With thee we spent our happy days; And now when time has come to part ’Tis hard to still our saddened hearts; The years roll by and far we roam, Tho’ serfs or lords of castles be, We’ll keep forever in our hearts A place for cherished thoughts of thee. Refrain: And soon will come the day we love, yet hate The day we leave our school we graduate; Farewell, dear school, we graduate. Music by Haig Richardson Manoogian Words by Frederick Eugene Driscoll and Stephen Vounessea

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OUR FACULTY We of the class of nineteen hundred and thirty-three express here the gratitude we owe to the competent staff of teachers who have guided us along the perilous paths of our high school years. We recognize that theirs has not been an easy task; and before we bid them farewell, it is our wish that the members of the faculty, one and all, know that we are not unappreciative of the services they have so cheerfully rendered. They have labored unceasingly to point out to our youthful minds the paths along which we should travel if we are seeking our true end in life. Their time, their effor’ts, their interest in us has been ours for the asking. It is to be hoped that their services have not been given in vain.