St Marys High School - Lance Yearbook (Medford, OR)

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IN FULL GLORY REFLECTED CContinuedD As we became more accustomed to our new roles- we swung ri ht into the whirl -or High-gchoollu The brisli, biting days ol autumn we stood shivering, lustil cheering our team on to victory the lgliday night baslcet-ball games- vlve never mamssegl- pl t emixers t e enior a then-THE event- Y- our First dance-the Junior-Senior Rroml A delightful year- we can never forget. We proved a little more sophisticated as Sophomores-noticeably little-- Another year crammed lull of activity -and we rushed into the classroom across the hall- the Junior classroom, bumping right into Cicero, hydrochloric acid and quadrilaterals-l O Tl-IUS BE IT EVER- the joys we tasted- out-of-town games- slcating parties-the Junior-Senior banquet- the Prom- May these continue to malce the Junior year- a year to be remembered by others- as we remember it- IN FULL GLORY REFLECTED- Seniors! that coveted title that we dreamed about- hoped for, prayed lor,- crammed lor- We have reached the topl Our years at St. lVlary's lay unfolded behind us- But wait- ON THE SHORE DIMLY SEEN- The years ahead also lay spread before us. Why-we have only started on the mysterious road of life- With our years at St. lVlary's as Q head start- we are bound to succeed- l-lere We Come Americal And conquer we must When our cause it is just, And this be our motto 'ln God is our trust' Mary Anlil

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IN FULL GLCDIQY REFLECTED O, SAY CAN YOU SEE- as we enter the lower hall -the grades filing in from ploy. Exhilarated, breathless- glowing over the victorious outcome of the game in the playground, tugging at muffler and cap- whispering, nodding- Nlore mumbling-, a warning reproach- general diminuendo Through the door at the right bearing the sign Fifth Graden-we peelc BY THE DAWN'S EARLY LIGHT- The morning sun is dancing on tow head and brown bent over the deslc, intent on the story before them- The Life of St. Francis. We notice the fresh Flowers in the corner- before the Sacred Heart statue- the prim deslc of the teacher- the two shiny red apples, the boy in the last seat of the third aisle shooting a spit-ball at the girl with the red pigtails. WHAT SO PROUDLY WE HAILED- Cholcecl up with memories we turn away, leaving the shadow of our juvenile days we ascend the stairs- up-and still up- symbolic of our continual mental growth and the new heights we must conquer. We reach the second landing and start down a similar corridor- with which we are more familiar. From the room at the left we hear- Ventrebleul Vous etes tres stupiclelu- and we lcnow beyond question it is the French l class in one of its lively moments. How well we remember our French 'l classes -our Latin and English 'l classes. We were Freshmen-timid, meelc, self-conscious Freshmen- enraptured by these new ugrown-up activities, this puella, ae, am a business called Latin, this fellow called Caesar and the importance of xyz- Algebra-they called it.

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Q-saauu.. sua 944 ST. FRANCIS AND THE WOLF OF GUBBIO KM do Qui' dislers Saint Francis of Assisi is everybody's saint. Countless generous souls for the past seven hundred years, because they have caught a glimpse of the Saint with the eyes of faith, have talcen his message into their lives and have followed him along the path to Christ Crucilied. Among the followers of this great Saint are our teachers at St. lVlary's who for many years have practiced the ideals ol their saintly founder. They have loved and understood as he loved and understood all manlcind, they have guided and helped us as this saint helped all in need with gentle lcindness and sympathyi they have taught us our faith as he preached and taught to all who listened. Before we leave St, Marys and talce upon ourselves those responsibilities which we have been trained to assume, this is our wish for you, dear Sisters: M ay blessings fall in tencler showers To make the skies gleam fair, And guide you thro' life's busy hours And soothe all worry, grief, and care. M ay the loving Heart of Our Dear Savior Give you peace and length of days, That basking in His precious Love- You'll be rewarded-many ways-