Summit School - Flame Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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Katherine Ann Biorn l 3' Q' A deflected reflected mirror Is yourself against yourself. An unpassing ofa passing irnpassing. A reflected deflected mirror Is yourself against yourself. A realization of an unrealization. A passing of an unpassing impassing. Pass through, will you? Mary Earl Davis

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l P Andrea Tinsley Field Experience River running your course brave and bold, What things you have seen to tell us of old, Many streams of knowledge must make you serene. Oh! If you could teach us the lessons you've seen. River! If you could relate what you 've learned, Maybe then, through your experiences we could try to find Ourselves before we're entrenched in mistakes Vfhich will overcome us . . . Too soon . . . Too late . . 12 The War in Viet Nam Many will die and be injured too But sacrifice for their country. They keep their heads held high But their spirit is low and lonely. Everyday the battle roars loudly And the brave, bold men grow weaker. Many hearts are blistered by the Impregnable fact that some will die, Will it be me? 99 'We won't withdraw, we can't withdraw. But why are we the committed ones, The ones which will always save The forgotten and forlorned? There is no one else. We must help those in need, support those in want, For freedom is a blessing in our land, A desire in many, And an impossibility for the destitute. One may ask why we fight this long hard battle. Tell him, 'So that everyone, No matter what race, creed, or belief, May have the privilege to actuate such things. Maybe the chance will be lost, maybe forever. Constance june Fuller i 4