Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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PUBLISHED BY THE SENIOR CLASS OF THE STONEHAM HIGH SCHOOL, STONEHAM, MASS VOLUME 51 JUNE 1934 NUMBER 2 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief Jane Strobel Assistants Bernard Scully Herbert Crandall Faculty Advisors Mr. Reed, Literary Mr. Hoyt, Business Viola La Pierre Iris Kelman Robert Callahan Ethel Riley Paul Davis Herbert Bennett Edward McCarthy ... Assistant Literary Editor Boys’ Athletic Editor Circulation Manager ... Asst. Circulation Manager James Rich Robert Holden Colin Roberts Claire Wells Betty Boos Jane Arnold Robert Holden Advertising Manager Asst. Advertising Manager Assistant Art Editor Alumni Editor Exchange Editor Olive Lester Clerical Committee Marion Keating Marjorie Logan Bernard Scully, 1934 Class Editors Leo Maghakian, 1935 j , Virginia Holden, 1936 (Contents Editorials Setting Out 4 Neighbors 4 Self-confidence 4 Literary President’s Welcome 6 Graduation Address 6 Toast to Girls 8 Toast to Boys 8 Class History 8 Last Will of S. H. S. Authentic 10 Prophecy of Class of 1934 10 Prophecy of Prophet 13 A Graduate’s Dilemna 14 Last Will and Testament of Class of 1934 15 Statistics of Class of 1934 1G Senior Directory 17 Class Notes Senior Banquet 21 Senior Class Notes 21 Junior Class Notes 22 Sophomore Class Notes 22 Sports Baseball 23 Senior Girls’ Track Meet 24 Gossip 25

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Up from the dark of our youth we have climbed to the top of the hill. Through the brambles and thickets of childhood we have struggled, until today we see a wondrous view. A view so vast our young eyes thrill at the grand impressive scene. Before us stretch low, fertile valleys, lazy rolling hills, deep shaded hollows, rugged mountain cliffs. Our more mature eyes identify valleys where almost jungle-like vegetation and uncharted paths will at- tempt to discourage us. There are also many pleas- ant valleys of contrasting significance where the sun shines brightly on smooth, green fields and gay lit- tle winding brooks reflect the sparkling warmth of the sunlight. Some of the days of our journey will be spent in the bright light of certainty while oth- ers will probably be lived in the darkness of doubt. There are hills we must climb. When we reach their summits we will see unfolded before us vistas as startling and strange as the one we perceive from this, our first hill. From some of these hill- tops we will see the sunny valleys of success — from others the dark deserts of despair. These hills will ever challenge us for they will ever reveal to us new pathways leading farther and farther into the great unknown which lies ahead of us. Far in the distance we see a few lonely figures — those who have gone before us. Though we have all reached the first hill together, from now on we must separate, each to find his own path. We will often be lonesome, wishing that we might once again see those with whom we started out. In some far distant spot your paths may unexpectedly cross, or, circling the hills, we again may find our- selves among the familiar places we knew in those happy days when we, all of us, traveled together. Most startling of all these strange new sights and thoughts is the realization that from now on we must determine our own pathways. There are those behind us who have returned home from their journey, telling us of its glories and warning us of its dangers but the years have changed the paths which they have trod. Along the way we will find many who will be generous with their advice. Some of them will be sincere, some of them will be helpful with their wisdom, and some of them in their care- lessness may give us useless, inaccurate advice. From all of this counsel which we will gather on our way we must glean out those few bits which will be truly helpful to us in finding the sure route to our goal. Whether we are lazily roaming through the pleas- ant part of our journey, or struggling with its hard- ships, we must always bear in mind that that for which we are striving is of more importance than anything else along the way. As we gaze on the rising sun of this, our new day, we must remember that that same glorious sun will rise day after day regardless of where our path may lie, that its beauty and warmth will greet us again and again. So, let us wipe the tears from our eyes, put a de- termined smile upon our faces, and start out into that wonderful adventure — Life.