Stoneham High School - Wildlife Yearbook (Stoneham, MA)

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ME ORIAM Agnes Borges William Tighe Donald Jenkins The creaking of the walls could be heard As we bowed our heads and expressed Our thoughts in silence. Oh, you were such gentle people. f So unaware of what was ahead ofyou. You suffered with courage And yet you took pain as it came. Our hearts reached out for that pain. Wishing that we too, could have that same strength. But all that is left in our thoughts Arc memories - . . . of you Love, from SHS Class of '74 Written by Joan Cunniff

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DEDICATIO Mrs. Agnes Barry The clicking ol' heels can be heard and then the familiar smell ol' Eau de London is all around you. Suddenly she stops and a feeling ol' love and being cared for comes over you as Mrs. Barry, with much concern, asks the inevitable question, Where are you supposed to be?', Then she continues on, clicking hurriedly down the hall, white slips in one hand. a pen in the other. l'll see you in my oftiee , are her fleeting remarks. Although she's never in one place, once you lind her she's always willing to lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on. And where your guidance counselor can't help you, you can be sure she will. So with all your questions. all your white slips, and all the hours of detention, we wouldn't trade you. Mrs. Barry, for anyone. A second mother is hard to End. By Toby Juffrc ff' 7