Weaver High School - Portal Yearbook (Hartford, CT)

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s onecvwct At the end of every major war, there comes a brief period in which the conditions of future decades may be changed and adjusted before settling into their hardened mould. The opportunity thus presented is of a very brief duration, and once lost, only another great upheaval can restore it. You, fellow students of Weaver, will pass through this crucial period in the prime of life. Upon you will resolve the responsibility, and also the privilege, of determining the final goals and attainments of the present conflict; you can create or destroy the insidious threat of World War III. Remember Mr. Waring and Weaver ' s Bond Drives?

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Remember Weaver ' s Fighting Team of 45? Remember the Gala Weaver Night? It has been bur object to present in this book, besides remembrances for the future of our alma mater, a picture, tentative to be sure, of what the class of ' 45 will come to in the next fifteen years. In this next decade and a half will be decided the aims for which our soldiers, many of them our own Weaver boys, have shed their blood so profusely, and you, the class of 1945, will have your individual parts to play. Our prophecies for the future, which are to be found on the ensuing pages, are in jest, to be sure, but as a result of our sense of humor (?), we sincerely hope that a profound realization of the roles to be played in the next fifteen years will be deeply inculcated into your senses. And may we act in accordance with our high Weaver standards! Give attention to the notice about a class reunion, at which we hope to compare notes arid see just how our budding geniuses have fared. Remember the reunion!! It has been said before, but it must be repeated: without the creative and systematic ability of Mr. Larrabee and the just plain hard work diligently put in by Mr. Cunningham, this book would never have been possible. We hope it will be worthy of their efforts. So now, without further ado, we submit our brainstorm to the public cen¬ sure and praise and trust that no innocent soul will be slighted by our jovial bantering. May the memories inspir ed by this book lead us on to noble living in the sight of God, and usefulness to the community and country. Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit . . .