St Stephens School - Yearbook (Rome, Italy)

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LENI FLEMING Pink... writing always ... « Dr. Steinberg, when are we going out to lunch 9 »... everyone always at her house... « But I ' m a P.G. «... HELEN MARGA- RET FLEMING WOW., daydreaming... -■ Leni. not Lainie. Mr Trythall. «... 809,246 chapel cuts... « Sports? Oh, I thought they had discontinued having sports. «... wandering the back streets of Rome... imagination,... « JA-A-A-MES! »... laughing ...Rene... Roll Me Over in the Clover... leni... those blue eyes... leni « You see, I think I really had a vision of something Though I don ' t know what it is, I don ' t want to forget it. » Now leaving smilingly and sighingly, I do will the Luna Park roller coaster to Andy; thorough brie- fings before attack to Jo; the 10.00 p.m. Tele- phone Hour to James; to be hpapy and a Cub Scouth uniform to Rob; the significance of my signet ring to Mark; a ticket to Brooklyn and joy to Lorie; love and gratitude to Dr. Patterson; and my heart and soul to Rome.

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PATRICK ELLIOT-SMITH Always changing., suave and or cynical and or twelve years old, laughing . he thinks in French captures the Faces of Navona on film... smirk.. Really 9 »... « Dr. Steinberg, what do you think about... 9 »... Josephine on one arm, Andrea on the other, and a dancing (modernly) nymph on his mind... and just when you think you know him, he smiles. ■• Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme enigmatique, dis? to npere, ta mere, ta soeur, ton frere, tes amis? Vous vous servez la d ' une parole dont le sens m ' est jusqu ' a ce jour inconnu Ta patrie? J ' ignore sous quelle latitude elle est situee. La beaute? Je J ' aimerais volontiers, deesse et immortelle. L ' or? Je le hais come vous haissez Dieu. Eh! qu ' aimes tu done, extraordinarie etranger? J ' aime les nuages... les nuages qui passent .. la bas... la bas ... les merveilleux nuages! ...

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CHARLES GOETZ Observing always, with a rare flash of smile and a rarer laugh. .. reasoning, wondering... « Good after noon •■ no matter what time of day it is... gold ski jacket wherever he is... octet and Piazza Navona at 5:00 A.M.... vino dolce, per favore... « I don ' t know how they found out my name is Alvin - ... walks and walks and walks ... says little and thinks a great deal — and he says (quietly) what he thinks He one morning rose with the dawn, stepped be- fore the sun and spoke to it thus: Great Star! What would your happiness be. if you had not those for whom you shine! What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal: what can be loved in man is that he is a going — across and a down — going. I love those who do not know how to live except their lives be a down — going, for they are those who are going across. I love him who is of a free spirit and a free heart: thus his head is only the bo- wels of his heart but his heart drives him to his downfall. I love all those who are like heavy drops falling from the dark c ' oud that hangs over mankind: they prophesy the coming of the lightning and as prophets they perish.