Troy High School - Trojan Yearbook (Troy, IN)

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p s cv' r'v'GiH's'2Wffwfw' 'naawmmfcawmwvmm-mm' ': 4 Kwr1svrri1 m-viulv ' 1 ' EPITAPHS Q We, the senior class of 'h9 have finished our schooldays here at Troy High 2 School. Just as everyone does while still in school, we many times wished 3 they had been over sooner. Now that they are over, they seem like four very 2 short years. Some of us may think we will never miss school. Next year when E the school bell rings calling the other students back to school we will prob- 5 ably wish we were going back with them. 2 01 The seniors have chosen the following poems as their epitaphs: 5 Betty Jean Snyder: Let ue then be up me doing, with e heart for any fate, Still achieving, still pursuing , 3 Learn to labor and to wait. Q E Malinda Meunier: Be still, sad heart! and cease repiningg Behind 2 the clouds is the sun still shiningg Thy fate 5 is the common fate of all, Into each life some S rain must fall, Some days must be dark and Q dreary. Q Juanita Engelbrecht: Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined Q end or way, But to act, that each tomorrow find 5 us farther than today. 5 Priscilla Cravens: My schooldays have ended, With a gay sunset, I 3 have enjoyed them all, And hold not one regret. 2 Along with the fun, the jey and sorrow, w111 2 Today Decide Tomorrow. 3 S Margorie Winkler: Lives of great men all remind us, We can make I our lives sublime, And departing leave behind 5 us, Footprints on the sands of time, Footprints 2 that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's Q solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, E Seeing shall take heart again. S S Lee Moshenek: You to the left and 1 to the right, For the ways of men must sever--And it well may be for Q a day and a night, And it well may be forever. ' But whether we meet or whether we part, For our 5 ways are past our knowing, A pledge from the 5 heart to its fellow heart on the ways we all ' are going! Here's Luck! For we know not where 2 we are going. Clara Lamar: Success is failure turned inside out--The sil- 5 ver line of the clouds of doubt--And you never 5 can tell how close you are, It may be near when S it seems afarg So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--It's when things seem worst ' that you mustn't quit. 5 fi ssN1oR crass EPITAPH When we compare 5 What we have lost with what we have 5 gained, 2 What we have missed with what attained, Q Little reem do we find for pride. 2 We are aware But who shall dare 5 How many days have been idly spent, To measure loss and gain in this wise? Q How like an arrow the good intent Defeat may be victory in disguise, 5 Has fallen short or been turned aside. The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. Q - f a' fl - M ' hamlet .el,a.a.e,slJ.-ete4e.e,,elenageae,Q J. ...ml . e 4 -'f2S Sll1MAQ2l . , , i l . 1 ' 5