Vergennes Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Vergennes, VT)

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BLUE AND WHITE THE LAKE OF LIFE MOTHER Five years ago you left us, Elberta, Marilyn, Georgia and I. Never more to watch and guide us With your ever watchful eye. We see no more your loving smiles; Mother, why did you pass away? We miss the touch of your tender hands, We miss you more and more each day. Some day we all will meet again; We wonder if God knew best. We visit your lonely grave often, Knowing you are at last, at rest. Barbara Sprague, Class ’40 Perhaps the lake of life seems small, When as a child you’re on the shore; But as we start to cross it It’s much larger than before. You must be kind and helpful And try hard to do your part, But if you meet too many waves Go back to shore for another start. You may be out in the middle And run into a tempestuous storm. If you forget that it’s around A good habit you will form. Now at last you are across it; You have to strive no more. God will care for you tenderly On the other side of the shore. Margaret Chagnon, Class ’40 A WANDERER’S WISH Oh! to be in our Vermont, When the Spring is here, Just to listen to the birds Trilling songs so clear. Soon the fresh green grass peeps through, Gay flowers sway in the breeze, Then nod so gaily to each other, Sheltered by the giant trees. Lo! our troubles all have vanished See what the April showers brought, And now if only I could see, One more Springtime in Vermont! Cecile Lajoie, Class ’40 PAGE FIFTEEN

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VERGENNES HIGH SCHOOL PAGES FOR POETS THEN IT’S SPRING Soon the snow will all be gone, The dry brown grass will disappear. Wild flowers will bloom in woods and fields, And robins and bluebirds will be here. Blue violets with hearts of gold Will peep 'neath canopies of ferns. Pale Mayflowers will then unfold. And the brown wren to her nest return. The peepers in the reedy marsh Will nightly pipe their chorus shrill, And he who walks through woods at night Mav hear the lonesome whip-poor-will. Lillian Husk, Class '40 SPRING At this time of year, Spring is nearly here. Spring is up in the sky. And robins passing bv. Spring is such a treat. No snow in the street. No dampness in the air. And warmer everywhere. Flowers and buds bursting. Green grass is thirsting, And though trees are in bloom. Yet spring can’t come too soon. Spring beautiful days. We’re in countless ways Glad to see you so near. We welcome you right here. John Beniamin, Class ’43 SNOWBOUND MARCH The snow fell gently to the ground; The world was hushed, no earthly sound. 'Twas time for birds and springtime cheer; Yet .all the world was gray and drear. Harder and harder fell the snow ; Fiercer and fiercer the wind did blow Till drifts piled high and formed an arch. We had once more a snowbound March. PAGE FOURTEEN Barbara Field, Class ’43

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VERGENNES HIGH SCHOOL PATROL After one of the disastrous basketball encounters here at Ver-gennes, during which the Girls’ Marching Unit showed their prowess, a member of the visiting team was overheard saying. “The Ver-gcnnesians can’t play basketball, but they surely can march.” This has been repeatedly proved by the success of the Patrol Unit in winning first honors in two consecutive years at the State competition. It will be remembered that they also won the first prize of twenty-five dollars on the occasion of the Mer- RECORD chant’s Day Parade in Burlington. They have been extremely successful, never having been defeated in competitive marching. Early last November, the members of the Patrol received an invitation to attend the National Safety Patrol Convention in Washington next May. The one drawback to the invitation was that they had to earn the money to take the trip. Enthusiasm ran high for a short while. The task of raising a thousand dollars seemed nothing be- I'AGE SIXTEEN