St Johns Preparatory School - Spire Yearbook (Danvers, MA)

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IIM CABRAL STRIDES along the sunshine. April . . . Oh, to be in England-or in Da:nvers-or just anywhere at all when the breezes of spring come Whispering . . . The sharp crack of the bat . . . The activity on the tennis court cmd the good sound of feet pounding down the track . . . The most beau- tiful of the seasons at the Prep . . . The time for poetry and a letter from the girl friend back home . . . The time for a dozen and one dreams and the constant fight against that delicious laziness that we modems call spring fever but the ancients called dementia vernalis-spring madness . . . April on the Prep campus . . . Loafing in the sun at lunch time . . . The days getting longer and the spring 'sunsets something to watch from the big study hall irrrxavier . . . The raucous shout of Mr. Masirolia from theklliaseball field . . . Brother Iohn Chrysostom lziusilyffdirectxing the workmen as the lawns and hedgesf4getTal'spring Cleaning . . . Spring-as gay 'Y0'1J,fl1 itself. Spring?- 4f7:'i' A son'g'?i1ffhe corridors of Time . . . crew cuts and sore arms and the frantic balls and baseball gloves . . . ,and the sudden glory of nature's re- A stroll down to Myrtle Pond just to was warming up . . . The ancient game of eggs in the Quad . . . The butfnever the realization of shorter class . . . Talk of jobs we hoped to get for the summer . . . That wonderful, Wonderful , . .P . Paschal music and Easter joy and baseball and track and tennis into one . . . Springtime rain . . . The that the end of another school up in the distance . . . Unrest and outside World, but a contentment Within that only April could bring . . . 2

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May . . . the Blessed Mother's month . . . Spring in its full glory . . . Days full of languid sunshine . . . Homework so difficult to do . . . Snatches of poetry drifting through our minds . . . Would the summer ever come . . . May . . . Devotions in chapel in the early evening . . . Oh, Mary, We crown thee with blossoms . Would we remember in other Mays, in other years, the emotions that flooded our hearts as we chanted praise to the Mother of God? Would We remember our classmates who knelt in the chapel with us and prayed by our side? In two years, in a dozen years, where would they be? . . . Dave Perini, Tony Capo- dilupo, Iohn McNamara, Tom Foote, George Allen, A Mike Carusone . . . ,Would we ever return to kneel again in the hushed chapel and relive youths .pre-,ig Y cious moments? A A May . . . A vagrant breeze redolent with the spring- time . . . A soft night of moonlight with the spire of Xavier etched against a cloudless sky . . . A handful of stars and a heart full of dreams . . . A hectic hour on the tennis court . . . A base hit or two laps around the track . . . A walk to town on a hot Saturday afternoon . . . Track meets and baseball games and prayers at the Grotto . . . May 4, .i The Father-Son Banquet . . . The athletic awards . . . The this-is-almost-the-end sort of feeling . . . The packing of clothes and personal belongings . . . May . . . Where we were Seniors and the pre- cious hours flew by and the wide, wide world was ce11ing'ust.gt. A T -A Jef W' BASEBALL MEANT not only action on the diamond but no five o'clock study hall. Life could be wonderful at times!