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

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ALMA MATER

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Peabody Institute Library, Peabody 3 1253 00623 597 FOKE WORD Each of us, from time to time, is forced to leave the old familiar places and people to go forth into an entirely new circle. Each of us goes with a little hesitation and a little fear, perhaps, of what lies hidden in this new world into which we must go. A time such as this is now upon us. Our High School days are closed and we are obliged to enter the great world to take up our life’s work. We must not forget the days that have been, and always will be, our happiest. We must not forget those friends who made those days so happy, nor the teachers whose tire- less efforts and intimate friendships have fitted us well with the necessary equip- ment we’ll need to combat the unknown forces that are ahead of us. But Time will inevitably erase these faces which have been so near and dear to us. In order to keep these faces and to keep these little happy incidents always in our minds, we present our Year Book. In the future, when gloom seems to reign, if this book can brighten up these trials that have crossed our paths, then the Meta will have served and served well its purpose. It is for this reason that we worked and tried to put within these covers those faces, incidents and happy occasions that appealed to us during our High School Days. With this introduction, we now invite you to read on -

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CLASS ODE Classmates, Farewell, Now our high school days are o’er; Classmates, Farewell, We leave these halls forevermore; For other fields to conquer, Life’s battles to be won; Farewell, Dear Friends, Now our life has just begun. Classmates, Farewell, In the last four happy years. We’ve worked and strived Without a thought of grief or tears; We now go forth together To seek our separate ways; Farewell, Dear Friends, May God be with you all your days. Tune : “Lights Out” Words by Edwina Serpa