Pope John XXIII High School - Pope John Yearbook (Everett, MA)

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Open Letter to a Friend Thank you for everything you have given to me —a kind world and a smile when I was feeling down —some confidence and a push when I was scared and felt like giving up —a sympathetic ear to lis- ten to my problems and some advice when I needed it —acceptance of me for what I am and not what you would like me to be —the freedom to grow and be different Finally, thanks for touching my life in a very special way. Although we are going our separate ways. I'll never forget you. CHRISTINE HAVEY 26 EDWARD IRWIN JOAN M. HOOVER ANNEJAKUL KATHY HIGGINS MICHELE IZZI JOHN JANCSY KARYNIRETON Christine Havey, Chris,’' 39 Cleveland Ave., Everett, Kindergarten Teacher, I wonder ... are you destined to echo through my mind forever? Kathy Hig- gins, 5 Hampshire St., Everett, Physical Therapy, Life is like a tapestry of rich and royal hue, an everlasting vision of the everchanging view. A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold, a tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold. Joan M. Hoover, 44 Walnut St., Everett, Criminal Justice, Become the person you dream you can be. Karyn Ireton, Kay,” 45 Assunta Rd.. Revere, Nursing, No matter what life brings you, you’ll have the strength to bear it, as long as you have love to give and someone who can share it. Edward Irwin, Eddie, 65 Gladstone St., East Boston, Art, For a golden moment I felt at one with all that is. (LFTUL) Michele Izzi, Itzi, 4 Winter St., Everett, Car design- ing, We do not remember days, we remember moments. Anne Jakul, 8 Pren- tiss St., Malden, Accounting, You are the only thing that is your own; make the best of what you have. John Jancsy, Jack, 41 Duncan Rd., Everett, Teach- ing, We all know it’s better that yesterday has past. Now, let’s all start living for the one that’s going to last.”

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' GERALDINE GREATHEAD CHERYLGREATOREX SCOTT GUARINO KENNETH GUITTARR MARK A. GREGORY DENISE MARIE GREER KAREN GUSTIN COLLEEN HARVEY Geraldine Greathead, “Gerri,” 120 Malden St., Everett, Nursing, “There are red ships, there are blue ships, but there is no ship like our friendship.” Cheryl Greatorex, 36 Sullivan St., Charlestown, Art, “Kiss today goodbye and point me towards tomorrow . . .” Denise Marie Greer, “Greerzo,” 273 Broadway, Mal- den, Dreams die first.” Mark A. Gregory, 181 Nichols St., Chelsea, “Cherish yesterday . . . Dream for tomorrow . . . Live for today ...” Scott Guarino, 24 Woodward St., Everett, Engineering and Architecture, “No matter what life brings to you you'll have the strength to bear it, as long as you have love to give and someone who can share it.” Kenneth Guittarr, “Ken,” 7 Eden St., Charles- town, Accounting, “Wit knows its own welcome and levels all distinction.” Karen Gustin, 80 Grant St., Somerville, Accounting, “Ask and you shall receive. Seek and you shall find. Knock and it shall be opened to you.” Colleen Harvey, “Wall-banger,” 50 Haskell Ave., Revere, Pan Am Flight Attendant, “The day is almost over, and its toiling time is through. Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?” (Waldo) 25

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Carole Ann Jewkes, 80 Crest Ave., Revere, Accounting, “I'll live my life with friends, for if I live my life alone I have not lived. (LFTUL) John Kanarkiewicz, “Alex, “Bronco, “Kanark, 59 Burma Rd., Chelsea, “It was a tough fight ma, but I made it.” Carolyn M. Keane, 63 Chestnut St., Charlestown, Business Administration, “The world is not interested in the storms you encountered, but whether you bring in the ship. Elizabeth Keane, 428 Lincoln Ave., Saugus, Pre- medicine, To reach the unreachable star, this is my quest, to follow that star, no matter how hopeless, no matter how far, to reach the unreachable star. Marybeth Keane, 130 Gledhill Ave., Everett, Medical Secretary, Looks like we made it.” Janet S. Kelley, 51 Gledhill Ave., Everett, Stenographic IBM, Each happiness of yesterday is a memory for tomorrow. William F. Kuhn, Billy, 49 Hunting St., Malden, Broadcasting, Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time. Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines. Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way. The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say. Cynthia Lafferty, 32 Madison Ave., Chelsea, Biology, Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. ► CAROLE ANN JEWKES JOHN KANARKIEWICZ WILLIAM F. KUHN CAROLYN M. KEANE mm jjpj MARYBETH KEANE JANET S. KELLEY ELIZABETH KEANE CYNTHIA LAFFERTY 27