Pembroke High School - Mattakeesett Yearbook (Pembroke, MA)

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Dear Bill, Ever since Wednesday night I hav at Pembroke High that would at least in a sma each played in the testimonial given in my h ognition been mine and l will never cease tg townspeople. Inasmuch as you made the presen letter to you with the hope that you in turn w students. To the Pupils of Pembroke High: For eight years your lives and 1 before you entered the seventh grade you loo the high school roof, and knowing that I wa and friendliness you could muster. In the l Your failures have been my failures and you ever, took place under conditions where I w given to me, you very naturally were anxit as I wanted. Wednesday night, however, was q All moves made then were from friend to fra sung so beautUully, so forcefully, so sincerelg Speaking Choir which brought tears to my eye especially for me and me alone. And then those more-than-compl Mr. Pratt, and Mr. Ray. At their close I w 263 Main Street Hanson, Massachusetts December 10, 1950 e been wondering what l might say to the students II way convey to them my appreciation ofthe part nor. Never before in my life has any such rec- wonder at the response of the school and the tation speech Wednesday, I am addressing this ill convey the Following message to your Fellow nine have been very closely tied together. Long ed forward to the day when you would be under principal you showed even then, all the respect st few years we have had much more in common. ur successes have been my joys. All of this, how- as your principal. Because authority had been Jus to please me by being courteous and doing uite diferent. No longer was I your principal. Tend. Never shall Iforget those songs that were v. Always shall I remember the work of the Verse s as I realized their thoughts and their words were imentary speeches made by Mr. Lynch, Bill Key, nted, more than anything else in the world, to tell you how much Pembroke means to me. Tllk spirit was willing, but the throat muscles just would not work. Therefore I have asked a you this morning. To me there could never be a fin you right here in Pembroke. You are a fo you live by the Golden Rule of doing unto 1 school will always be great. I sincerely hope that in our co lightly, a few of those great truths which mus really happy. If so, my work has been of i Physically I will seldom be on But regardless of where I may be in person, Thank you again for all that y very capable young man to carry my message to er group of young people in a public school than rlunate school. Make the most of it. As long as others as you would have them do unto you, the ntacts with each other you have caught, at least t be understood in order for men and women to be alue. hand again. We have come to the crossroads my heart is with you forever. u have done llfom, ' JOHN R. GIFFORD 4391

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Testimonial 1f0 Mr. john R. Gifford No one knew why the assembly had been called. It was unannounced. The hall filled rapidly and soon Mr. Gifford stepped forward and in one sentence concluded the shortest assembly ever held at Pembroke High School saying: Tonight at twelve o'clock I cease to be your principal. The people of Pembroke were quick to begin working on a testimonial for Mr. Gifford and his family and on Wednesday night, December 6th, one of the largest groups ever to gather at the high school came to say goodbye to them. Everyone dear to Mr. Gifford was there, There were the young people to whom he was so near: the Verse Speaking Groups who gave several well chosen selections, pouring forth Dale Mr. Gifford Little john Mrs. Gifford Dun the poetic lines he had heard so many times and bringing tears to his eyesg there was the new Girls' Glee Club, singing beautifully, This Is My Country. A barbershop quartet sang several songs. A check was presented to Mr. Gifford by the townspeople, and a donkey bank filled to the brim with money collected from the boys and girls in school was presented by William Key. The night was concluded with a dance. Good strong earth may stand But is gone with the waters torrent. The water in its turn must go Leaving only sand. And sand will blow away beneath the breath of angry winds Granite peaks rise to the sky Worn away by tiny crops even they must go. Earth, water, sand, and winds forgotten in eternity Yet may man's love endure. Lawrence Marvinjaffa 119329 JACK WATSON, '52 Soon after the testimonial we heard from Mr. Gifford: may

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Sally Reedhlustine West, Roberta Cousins, Mary Lou Washburn, janet Gage, Virginia Wilde. Cheerleaders Despite the grippe, measles and laryngitis the cheerleaders managed to pull through the season! With such wonderful teams to represent our school we couldn't help but enjoy every minute of our cheering sessions! We hope we helped in some measure toward the success of the teams. None of us will soon forget some of the off-the-record instances which spotlighted our season: janet's lack of a note so she wouldn't have to ride the bus fresult: one lost clieerleaderj the uniform skirts almost not being finished on time for the jamboree, and Mr. Lynch four number one problemj who refused to acquire cheering techniques, and so on and so on and so on! It's been a good gay season and we fMary Lou, Sally,justine, Virginia, Roberta, and janetj wish to thank the student body, faculty, and the townspeople for their co-operation in making our work so much fun. MARY LOU WASHBURN, '51 -l40 l