Reading Memorial High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Reading, MA)

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TO THE CLASS OF 1938 As graduation day approaches, the seniors of the class of 1938 realize that the time of parting is near. With graduation, we shall get those elusive diplomas, then separate and go our various ways and this small hard earned piece of paper, for which we have worked so strenuously, is in reality our dismissal from Reading High School. With a little lump in our throats, we say good¬ bye to the school which we have learned to cherish; good-bye to the friends we are about to leave behind. The many happy hours we have spent here have gone forever, and we shall become severed from friends who have grown dear to our hearts. Some of these friends we may see occasionally; others we shall never see again. Thus, many of the friendships we have made and enjoyed during our high school years will he soon but a memory. The graduating class may be likened to a fleet of ships. We have been fitting out; most of us are yet to he completed, but soon we shall join those who have already sailed. We leave for distant ports; some of us have already determined our objective and set our course; others of us are still undetermined, awaiting that which will send us outward and onward, through storm and calm, under dark forbidding clouds and smiling skies. Some will find rich cargoes, some will explore the outermost realms of knowledge, some few will sink, others will drift from view, not again to be seen or heard from. May these “unreported” be a small minority—that drifting down the years, we shall not lose the friendships, acquaintances, and happy memo¬ ries of these high school years. All too soon responsibilities are sure to he placed upon us. Let us remember to bear them thoughtfully and carefully. No longer are we happy-go-lucky, care¬ free boys and girls hut young men and women, who have reached an important crossroad in life. Let us take life seriously, so that as our individual opportu¬ nities come upon us, we shall be ready. Let us utilize the fine training we have received in Reading High to help us to success. If we do, when our work in this world is finished, we shall know full well in our hearts that we have done our best for others, for our country, and for ourselves. Marjorie Morss ’38 AFTER HIGH SCHOOL—WHAT? es, its June again, and one more group of care¬ free boys and girls, having just completed success- full) a course either of their own or their parents’ choice, enters an exacting business world. Formerly the young people have been well sheltered and pro¬ tected by their parents, but now they must choose for themselves what they are to do with the view ' to sup¬ porting themselves. Some, of course, will go on to a higher educational training. For these the necessity of saying for certain, “I am to be so and so,” whether executive or doctor, is postponed for a few more years. Yet those who must now definitely decide as to their future occupation—what are they to do? Can they just enter any profession which appeals to them? Indeed no, at least not in a time of specialization, as today must certainly be recognized by all as being. Then, how does one go about this task? First each one should ask himself, “What can I do and do well? Is there chance of advancement? Would further study aid me in this choice of life work? If so, what? And, will this choice always be interest¬ ing to me? Do I enjoy it enough to stay on the job?” Especially this last question—how important it is! No one can possibly do well a job he violently dislikes. His surroundings and companions, if they are pleasing to him, will be a great asset. So it appears, to find the correct occupation will take a great deal of serious consideration. Indeed this is perhaps one of the greatest obstacles encoun ' ” c ‘d on the path of life—choosing a life voca¬ tion. 1 one can succeed in every business—there is some particular job which he is best able to accom¬ plish, and it is toward the goal of obtaining that which we are suited for that we all must strive. Certainly it would be a happy thing if someone could foretell the future, and by consulting him we could establish ourselves just where we belong. But life is not so simple as that! It is necessary for one to think for oneself, and only by a slow, meditative pro¬ cess can just the right vocation be ascertained. True, perhaps a few may choose wrongly, but if they centered more thought on this point before reach¬ ing the time limit, wouldn ' t the reasoning be likely to be more logical? If everyone planned his high school course with a definite goal in view, the risk of a poor choice would be greatly lessened. High School gives one an excellent vocational training and prepares one for the average job, but early thought and guidance are a necessity and a personal responsibility. So, to our Seniors who must choose now, I say, all good luck and may you be most successful. And to the undergraduates, maj I proffer the suggestion that ou Continued on page Twenty-eight

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The Pioneer Nineteen thirty- eigh Pioneer Board Editor-in-Chief Marjorie Morss W rite-ups Peter Curl Doris Donegan Alice Flynn Jeannette Forbes Muriel Kelly Norma Kendall Richard Lyons George Madden Malcolm McGann Myles O’Donnell Orville Poland Muriel Putnam Marie Reed Edith Southwick SUSETTE WEIGMANN News Editor Malcolm McGann Athletic Editors Mary Widell John Sawyer Exchange Editor Virginia Watson Art Senior Art Staff Business Managers Robert Clinch Richard Stratton ’39 Eacuity Advisers Miss England — Literary Miss MacIver — Typing Mr. Halpin — Business Mr. Kibbee —Art A- —$ Dedication This issue of the Pioneer ue dedicate to our parents, who have given us life and with it our first great opportunity of learning the responsibilities of life and who have watched our progress, urging us on, continually bolstering our courage, cheering us with love and optimism, sacrificing, hoping, working, and praying that our under¬ takings, great or small, may be accomplished.

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The Pioneer IN ET E E N THIRTY-EIGHT John Colley President “Buzzie,” that little girl with those delightful dimples, has served as the able vice-president of our class for two years. Many and varied are her outside interests: dancing, tennis, bike riding, and horse-hack riding to men¬ tion but a few. She is planning to. attend Miss Wheelocks School and become a kindergarten teacher. Lucky kiddies! “Buzzie” abhors math— don’t worry you won’t have to teach it in kindergarten ! Now our friend, John, is an excep¬ tion to the rule of silent individuals. You can ' t suppress him. If Mr. Dixon gets too extreme, President Colley tenderly guides him to the right. When Mrs. Wiens becomes perplexed about what to do with “The Queen’s” Hus¬ band ' s blundering characters, John puts everyone in his place with a few direct Statements. Duke University and Bar Examinations will have to Hit by speedily. We need another Conservative on the Supreme Court Bench. Elizabeth Barstow Vice President Doris Donegan Secretary “Dot,” another of the Intellectual Ten, hopes to enter the ranks of the teaching brigade after attending Tea¬ chers’ College. We shall always re¬ member “Dot” as one of the helpful, dependable girls of our class, serving as our most capable class secretary. She says that her pet aversion is con¬ ceited boys and maintains that most of them are. My, wasn’t she lucky to find the perfect specimen? I agree with you, Frank is a grand fellow but he has the worst habit of reminding us to pay our dues. If our class treasurer could just forget the dues (as I do), we would get along fine. Frank is the more serious type, for his ambition is to see the world at peace; so would we all, Frank, and I hope we will! Frank. Davis Treasurer