St Theresa High School - Veritas Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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VG RI TAS seniors pass out from these portals and have admired and esteemed them. Now, that we are about to join them in the Alumni, it seems impossible that we are to experience the samethings that they have experienced. It is like a fantastic dream that we will no longer be ranked as students of St. Theresa High School. That is History-events, big and smallg deeds, beautiful or sordid. Many things have happened to give our class of ,27 a love of the beautiful. We have been given an appreciation of the lovely, have been taught to separate the dross from the gold, the real from the artincial. As a matter of fact, this has been the main object of our education, in order that life may not prove a wearisome burden. It will be only the high shield of truth and the banner of loyalty that will guide us through life. The future is dim, shadowy, and not a little awesome. What it contains, no one knows. Where our paths may lead, is difficult to discern. But that which is stamped most clearly upon the minds of everyone is that here we have been united in one governed body and that, after we leave, we shall be the governing body, each responsible for his own life. We go out equipped with the necessary rudiments. St. Theresa's has given to us a high ideal and it is thatgwhich we must adhere to. What appals is that each makes his own destiny what it is. Will it be brilliant and bright? Everyone has the same chanceewhat will the result be? No one knows, but if each allows uprightness, there will be few errors. There is our senior ring, stamped with the seal of truth, to make us ever valiant. Our class colors-green, the sign of hope, to put ever beforeour minds that troublesome incidents pass, that opportunity is always await- ing-silver, the sign of loyalty, ever to lift our hearts beyond mere trifling events. Wherever our path may lead we will always remember our school days. ln dull hours memory will carry us back to happy hours, to our All-High parties, to amusing plays, to the evening when we received our class rings, to bright, happy, laughing moments which we enjoyed in our senior year. And now we bid you a fond adieu, Alma Mater, and fellow students. We shall ever carry with us the high hopes you have given us, and we shall say, what is hard to say, Au revoirf' We ask for a place in your memory and promise to keep St. Theresa's and all that it stands for uppermost in our minds and hearts. KIARGARET Fouav, '27. F, N X N X - , . . 1 , ,- Z R ' ' , Q, I V? t W- M H 1. . S ,VR , i 1 .f J .Jugs it 51' .' , 5 -:CQ in 13?t?Wl'x1f. T ii if -,Q 'hi' 'Z if hi ,!,t,,,7, ' I .Y .wiilnktglr '..,,1,nxdJ4 .gjgf , . . ,lv 4. Q . le If , .1 -.. ...4 --1 V V Th i rly-ni

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