Rumson Fair Haven Regional High School - Tower Yearbook (Rumson, NJ)

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indiefs Gift to Regional Promoting international understanding be- tween our country and India, Sarala Krishna makes Rurnson-Fair Haven Regional her home for a year, Sponsored by the local chapter of the American Field Service, she has become the third daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Willis Hinckley of Fair Haven. Sarala is enchanted by her many new ex- periences and discoveries-such as snow! Her sweet, unaffected personality has . o,.i. ,. school and on class trips. 'iiilfi Delightfully feminine in her brightly-colored saris, our charming A.F.S. student brings with her the intrigue and mystery of India. Eager to satisfy the inquisitiveness of her new American friends, Sarala strengthens the ties which bind teenagers the world over. Our Indian miss learns about America both in is ,S is - me 3' made Sarala well-liked by all who know her.

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Leadership, an eagerness to work and achieve and a concern for the well being of the class are the qualities characteristic of the senior class officers Ken Thompson president Vicki Barrett and Martha Robinson co vice presidents Allyn Bennett secretary and Shep McHenry treasurer: all have devoted at least two years of unselfish work towards the success of the class of '64. Senior Gicficere and Advisor From setting up hotdog stands and directing the hanging of our Prom ceiling to giving us advice and guidance in both class and in- dividualconferences, Mr. Dell'- Omo has worked unceasingly for us, the class of l964. His genu- ine, personal interest in all that we do is exemplified by his pitch- ing in to work beside us in our endeavors. No matter how busy, he always has time for an in- formal talk about our problems. For his countless contributions, we of the senior class wish to ex- press our gratitude and deepest thanks. 97

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one away is freshman year With shakers topped With purple and whiteg acing away with the first Day's tear, far From memory's sightg nd gone with it, too, ls that second year feeling Of middleness -so far to go! ays passing by With a normal routine Each one seeming more slow ntil junior year, when you've Made it .halfway- There's much more to do nd you like it that way. Sturbridge and rain ls a mixturewell knowng ropical gardens, from a gym floor grown ln a matter of days, Backed by mountains of stone. n everyone's mind was that last Senior year, we've made it, But now must look on to the fear t wondering and waiting, to see What's in store after partying's done And school closes its door. ow is the time that we are all one- Soon, very soon, we'll be chasing the sun To our separate ends, our separate lives And our very separate selves. Alison Jones