Robert E Lee Institute - Rebel Yearbook (Thomaston, GA)

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Mr. M00re's Message to the Seniors TO THE CLASS OF '59 As I write more farewells, they get harderg and it becomes more difficult to avoid repetitions. Yet I cannot avoid the old commonplaces by saying that I have enjoyed being your principal and have confidence in you as leaders of the future. Some of you cannot avoid future leadership, for you are the future, whatever its shape might be. I hope school has taught you a few fundamentals and some appreciations of your American heritage and your debt to your schools and teachers. I hope you have learned that there is no substitute for diligence and no royal road to learning- that a good education is not easily secured. You face an increasingly competitive world in which survival, personal and national, goes only to those fitted by will and training to survive. I hope you have learned that change is the law of life, yet that it must be tempered with stability. Please remember the things school cannot do. It cannot give you ambition if you lack itg it cannot give you good character if you do not wish itg it cannot take the place of the home and home training. In fact, almost every student is a reflection either OF his home or ON it. No school can guarantee success in life or make you respect others and their rights. Education does not in itself guarantee you will be agood citizen or an honest one. School will aid you greatly in all these things, but cannot carry the whole load. Last-and most important-I hope you value your public school education - the same system that educated your fathers, mothers and grandparents, a system for which no nation or state has ever found a satisfactory substitute. 01

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S enior Page CLASS SONG Tune: Smoke Gets in Your Eyes Though we must now depart You're still in our hearts Forever, You're the one, we know. Who has helped us so Someday we must go. Far, to our greatest dreams Even though it seemed, We'd never, Ever make it through, We owe it all to you. R. E. Lee so true. just to be here at R. E. Lee Is a privilege so rare. Though we now take our final bow You know we'l1 always care. Now, worlds to conquer lie just before our eyes But always We will keep in mind We must leave behind The best we'll ever find. By: ,JOHNNY PRICE l Mascots: Ronald Harris and Vicki Lee CLASS POEM Now our days at R. E. Lee Are drawing to a close These four years have seemed so short, But that's the way it goes. To those who helped us reach this goal, Our gratitude we cannot speak. Their patience and their understanding Helped us scale this great peak. All the friends we've known and worked with Now must go their separate ways. But in times to come we'll cherish Memories of these carefree days. Now it's time for us to join All the classes of the past, Hoping that We leave behind Some contribution that will last. By: JOHNNY PRICE Red and White Red Rose We've reached the foothillsg the mountains lie ahead. C olorr: Flower: Molto:

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