Tatnall School - Triangle Yearbook (Wilmington, DE)

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Class History The days have traveled swiftly Since we entered Tatnall's halls. The life that we have led here Each hour we will recall. We sip lightly to our oldest members, Carolyn, Jane, Penny, Lynn, Sylvia, and Kris, who gradually graced these halls beginning from the kindergarten. They dabbled, danced, and even romanced, but now their minds consider the embers. I know you will remember The joyous times we've had, The anxious' times, the hurried times, The times that we were sad. The freshman year was the year that our old gals were invaded, and small, organized con- versations tumed into mass bull-sessions with obvious results. Pam, Pat, Gail, Linda, Freda, Margaret, and Sally trotted to and fro, their heads full of sports, the student body, the new experiences of joining clubs, and of course work. At lunch-time were inquiries about the missing person, but two months later Pemmy arrived, waving a white banner, and bull-sessions were enthusiastically resumed. Little did we know that our group was still missing some vitally important members, until September welcomed Pammy, Sue, Terry, Kay, and Ellen. The giggles were rarely silenced as Pammy made necessary the drip-dry materials. Terry, with her quiet way, glanced longingly at the tennis courts, Sue was quiet, but there, subtly locking people in the closet and thoroughly enjoying it. Kay and Ellen listened intently to our stories, and occasion- ally we speculated about our junior year. Bonnie made our waiting worthwhile, her talent and subtle wit added to our projects. We thought about colleges and gave up some of our giggles for more serious things. In our thoughts was our new exchange student from Vienna. Ami arrived, and, before we knew it, she was almost as American as the rest of us. We reminisced over our last four years and wished that Sue would lock Ami in the closet and keep her with us. It was an exciting year . . . many joys and worries and many cups of coffee and glasses of iced tea to bring us through exams. Senior pictures arrived, as we realized the fleeting hours. Pennyis horse sketches were still plentiful, but not so likely to be on everything you picked up. The Student Council had a busy year, encouraging a greater school spirit, and as the TRIANGLE rushed to meet its deadlines . . . the colleges were considering . . . Our senior year is ending, These halls we soon will leave, For we must follow many paths And many goals achieve.

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Now are our brows bound with victorious wreathsf' -Byron

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LYNDA MAEVIN BIDDISON Wisdom she has, and to her wisdom courage, temper to that and unto all success. Pet Like-Dancing Pet Peeve-No power steering Often Saying- There's troublev Besetting Sin-Endless telephone conversations Saving Grace-Visiting in the Chevy Secret Ambition-To teach ballroom dancing Probable Occupation-College Social Committee-9, 10 Newspaper, Editorial Staff-9 Tennis-9, 10 Glee Club-10 Copy Editor of THE TRIANGLE-11 Buck Hill Falls Conference--11 Welfare Club-12 5