Unity High School - Hi Lites Yearbook (Mendon, IL)

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DEDICA TION This book is dedicated in the memory of Mr. Wilford W.Nelson. He had been music supervisor for all grades of Community School District, Unit Number Four, for over twenty years. Mr. Nelson had a great interest in the theater and produced many musical plays at Unity High School. In the April 17, 1975, Mustang Round-up, Mr. Nelson wrote about his fight with cancer. In this open letter he strongly advised students, faculty, and his friends to stop smoking cigarettes. He stated smoking can't do you any good and maybe, just maybe, it won't hurt you either—but remember, baby, not every thing always happens to someone else! ! Although he is now deceased, memories of him will be with Unity and her students and facutly for quite some time. 2

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 1 AM THE NATION ... Author Unknown I was born on July 4, 1776, and Ike. Declaration of Independence is my birth certificate. The bloodline of the would nun in my veins, because I offered l$Aeedom to the oppressed. I am many things, and many people. I am the Nation. J am 200 million people, living souls and the ghosts of millions who have lived and died for me. J am Nathan Hale and Paul Revere. I stood at Lexington and fired the shot heard around the wortd. I am Washington, Jefferson and Patrick Henry. I am John Paul Jones, the Green Mountain Boys and Vavy Crockett. J am Lee and Grant, and Abe Lincoln. I remember the Alamo, the Maine and Peart Harbor. When freedom called, I answered and stayed until it was oven, oven, thene. I left my henoic dead in Flandens Fields, on the Rock of Corregidor, and the Black steppes of Korea. I am the Bnooklyn Bnidge, the wheat lands of Kansas, the gnanite hills of 7enmont, the potato fields of Wisconsin. I am the coalfields of the Virginias and Pennsylvania, the fertile lands of the Mid-west, The Golden Gate and the Gnand Canyon. I am Independence Hall, the Moniton and the Mer umac. J am big’. I spnawl fnom the Atlantic to the Pacific, thnee million squane miles thnobbing with industny. I am mone than five million fanms. I am fonest, field, mountain, desert. I am quiet villages and cities that never sleep. You can look at me and see Ben Franklin walking down the streets of Philadelphia with his breadloaf undeA his arm. You can see Betsy Ross with hen. needle. You can see the lights of Christmas, and hear the strains of Auld Lang Syne as the calendaA tuAns. I am Babe Ruth and the Wortd Senies. A am 169,000 schools and colleges, and 250,000 chuAches wheae my people worship God as they like best. J am a ballot dropping in a box, the roar of a cAowd at the stadium, and the voice of a choiA in a cathedral. J am an editorial in a newspapeA avid a letteA to a congressman. I am Eli Whitney and Stephen Foster. J am Thomas Edison, Albert Einstein and Billy Graham. I am Horace Greeley, Will Rogers and the Wright Brothers. I am George Washington Carver, Daniel Webster and Jonas Salk. I am Longfellow, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Walt Whitman and Tom Paine. I am Phillip Brooks, Billy Sunday and Bishop Quayle. Yes, J am the Nation, and these are the things J am. J was conceived in Freedom and, God willing, in Freedom I will spend the rest of my days. May I possess always the integrity, the courage, and the strength to keep myself unshackled, to remain a citadel of freedom and a beacon of hope to the wortd. This is my wish, my goal, and my prayer on this my birthday, two-hundred years after I was born. 4