Richmond High School - Shield Yearbook (Richmond, CA)

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Patty Chan, Shield Co-Editor, is frequently dumped into the garbage can in Room 312 by the Staff. Steve Ford creates lighting effects as head director of lights at the BSU Talent Show. ‘Hello in there! '

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It’s 3 o’clock At 33rd and Macdonald LEFT: Ron Ford takes a ‘‘cat-nap’'

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Our Dedication is to the most Loyal Once there was a feisty Sophomore at the old Richmond Union High who crackled with zest for life and learning. She really did. Ask her teachers. Everything was a challenge, met head-on in glee, rapture, wonder or dudgeon. She was smarter than some of her teachers and taught them a thing or two. Although her favorite subject was history, she read all kinds of books, including ‘Twenty Thousand Years in Sing Sing.” As a Junior and Senior she got A's in all the hard courses. She never took a Mickey Mouse. Fearless, she enrolled in Latin and laughed her way through amo, amas, amat. After she graduated there was a four-year vacuum at RUHS. Then back she came from S.F, State to practice-teach. She was a wonder. She had thirty-six fidgety Sophomores to handle. Knowing all the tricks, she never missed one of theirs. She was so good, Mr. Gray, that most wonderful of Principals, hired her on the spot. Not to teach history however. She was too good with a typewriter. Soon her classes were turning out all the paper-work in the school. This wonder-child was, of course, our own Miss Agnes Gowen, energetic, enterprising, brilliant, bossy, generous, omnipresent doyen, guardian, and protector-in-chief of the Senior Class. We become speechless when we try to praise and thank her. Countless hours of thankless toil she has expended on us. We writhe, thinking of the slings and arrows she has had to endure because of us and on behalf of us. Our class, our activities, and our uncertain disposition have been no better than the peculiar times in which we live. But instead of rejecting us as hopeless, she has stood by us and spurred us on to try again and to try harder. From this alone we know that Miss Gowen is the greatest and most faithful member of the Class of Sixty- Nine. Because of her preeminence, and because we admire, respect and appreciate her so much, we dedicate our Shield to Miss Gowen. We can do her no greater honor. Some of us, very likely, will associate her with the doughnuts from whose weekly sales she raised money for the Senior Class. Others will associate her with the lively weekly bulletins she so masterfully produced and put into the hands of each one of us. Still others will re member her for the big slump the Senior Class took during the many weeks she had to spend in the hospital. (How characteristic! Sawing wood gave her that ghastly pain in the neck which immobilized her), And her students will never use a typewriter without feeling an inner Gowen-nudge for perfection. We know for certain, Miss Gowen, that you will never forget us anymore than you would forget the plague—or—your own bright and shining high school days. We shall certainly not forget you. You are unforgettable. This page testifies to that. wooc