St Gabriel High School - Adrian Yearbook (New Rochelle, NY)

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of Christian education is to cooperate with Divine grace . . . u XVhite gloves, everyone? NVearing their broad- est smiles, these seniors prepare to mareh in the Columbus Day Parade. B Rowing is such fun, laughs J. Creiields as she locks oars for the thirty- hrst time. C-H-li-E-S-E! m Pessimistl Put down that umbrella! Erleap hig totem pole. New Haven Track Team tThis did not tit on the AA. pagelj XYill we ever arrive? 'ALovely to look at. delightful to knon '... Eight seniors compete for the title of Miss Saint Gabriel. They are tl. to r.j: P. Mann, E. Fleming, S. Flanagan, D. McCarthy, winner, M. Bohmert, G. Schwarz, P. Peterson, and P. MeCaffery. A New York City policeman casts an admiring frlanee at P. Devine. Oh, those lovely Gahrielites! M. Clifford takes a little nap until the picture is taken while E. Harrold smiles on. A very elusive element! '4You mean you want to take a picture of little old me? m Ooooh, look at that! These seniors are gazing at an impressive display of patriotism during the Parade. W' , 'UQ -wwf' 02,3 X. . ,IC sf

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. . . in orming true and perfect Christiansf' . . . Every Christian youth has a strict right to instruction in har- mony with the teachings of the Church, the pillar and ground of truth. l-lurray, our senior caps at last! XVaiting anxiously in line for their mark of distinction are fl. to r.J: li. Pizzuti, B. Klein, Nl. Keppel, lf. Balze. S. Doyle receives li. Higgins' money as D. Grill smiles jubilantly. A -. .mtg . ,wiiiN,-,.1i,:t,+t. .W - V we 4t21f?LQ'z1l2v4,1Yg 55 5 :izf.L1'Zf'2,l4:Li'iigK ' J 5:5935 Qizisl lm L A Don't we look sharp? M. Keelan, 3 f G. Tubman, G. Imperato, S. Flana- I f 5 'fi I r fe i gan, K. Maher, and J. NVeeks happily 4 I don their mortar boards. 7 ,X : A +-u.,,.,. - 1. t , 1 - A .f ,W . Intangible time has fled down the corridors which will soon resound with only dimming echoes of our laughter. Shining eyes now search for new horizons, since 1ife's ebb and How has set the barques of our future in motion. It is ebb tide now, drawing us out over the shoals of the adult world, but memories of a turreted fortress, rich in tradition and ideals, occupy the warmest corner of our hearts.