Sunbury High School - Torch Yearbook (Sunbury, PA)

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vt ff Tun R As through the hypnotic mist of a glorious spring morn, we, the class of 1942, visualize ourselves coursing our various journeys through- out three brief years of life in beloved Alma Mater. Of course, they were just as long as any normal yearsg but how, like Mercury, Time in his selfishness has hurried them along! Three years-three glistening jewels in the milky-way of our endeavor to prepare ourselves for what lies beyond the horizon. As it is with every class, that first year of our so-called inferiority was an experience both frightening and enlightening in turn-a revelation of what was to come. Here began new and lasting friendshipsg here began our entrance into things adult. It was then that we first saw football games from the cheering sections and not from the end of the iield with our parents, then that we learned to cheer our team with might and main, feeling loyalty from the depth of our hearts. Yes, even in that iirst year we imbedded in our hearts a love we knew was requited and which we will never forget not even after, God willing, we reach the stage of doddering senility. As Juniors we rose to unquestionable importance and still more exciting new experiences were ours. But as Seniors we reached our zenith. Ah! What a stimulating attitude of self-importance was ingrained in our souls and spirits! Seriously, it will be a long, long time until we lay aside the beautiful memories of our high school days: the basketball gamesg snowy, blust- ering days or bright sunny ones when we went to football games and yelled our precious heads off cheering for our teamg the enchant- ment of our promg our favorite teachers, who guided us through storm and strife g our pals, with whom we had many hilarious adventures. No, we will never forget them. Therefore, we put our best foot forward and staunchly march away from our visions through the mist to a bigger and better Alma Mater- life on our own. Class of '42 24