Vandergrift High School - Spectator Yearbook (Vandergrift, PA)

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Editorial As we see the term of 1927 drawing to a close, we, as a graduating class, cannot but view it with sorrow. What the oasis is to the desert with its freshness and verdure, so will our school days he in our lives, a pleasant oasis of memory. In our days together, we have had many pleasures with some sorrow, but we have learned to take the hitter with the sweet. We have had our triumphs and our failures, our victories and defeats. But out of all our associations, may we carry into the future only the most pleasant of memories. We must realize that up to this time we have been only playing with the realities of life. But soon, ah! too soon must we realize that “Life is real, life is earnest and that the future of life is hidden as with a veil. Could I but call up before us “the future that each one of us might know his or her station in life, it would not be well for us. As the pioneer goes forth into the wilderness to brave the difficulties that confront him, to hew out and establish a home, so has it ever been that each young man and woman must bravely enter the future that he or she might carve out a career. American history stands replete with such names as Washington, Lincoln, or Roosevelt, who met and conquered the problems of life. As we come to the close of our school days together, to enter the activities of life, seldom if ever, to meet, let us take with us the words of the poet— Like ships that pass in the night And meet each other in passing. Only a distant light. Then darkness again and a silence. So on the highway of life We meet each other in passing Only a distant voice Then darkness again and a silence. —Ella Crossan, ’27.