Westbrook High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Westbrook, ME)

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l'ir.il i'r.1l', left lo rigfvf: Harry LeClair, Beverly May, Peter Potter, Marilyn Pennell. Robert Kelly. Beverly Smith, Leslie Smith, Virginia Asker. .Sumfiif rr1u', lvfi lo rigfrl: Frances Chick, Peter Tlmire, Ada Smith, Calvin Dyer. Roberta XY'yer. Philip Stultz, Mr. Philbrook, Adviser. Tfiiril Voir, lv-fl in rigfrf: Gene Waters, Judy Pinkh.:m, Betty Knight, Ronald Stultl. li!.'IH'fZ7 l'0ll', lffr lo rzglrl: XY'illi.im Doucette, .Ioan LaBrccque, Robert Tourangeau. flfmvzf: Pl1ilipButterfieltl. Student C'ounez'I Under the fine leadership of Mr. Philbrook, twenty-two students represent- ing the entire student body, strive to improve the school. They make up the Student Council, which meets on the first Wfednesday of every month. The Council is composed of the four class officers from each class, two appointed iunior representatives, and the senior assembly ofhcers. The assembly president, Bob Kelly, presides over the monthly meetings. The other officers are vice-presi- dent, Leslie Smith, secretary, Marilyn Pennellg and treasurer, Beverly Jane Smith. One of the major problems of the Council is raising money to benefit the school. The main event which they sponsor annually is the Student Council Dance, which this year Was called the Parachute Jump. The feature decoration was a full size parachute, which was hung directly over the center of the dance floor. Music was provided by the Ambassadors. Joining forces with the Home Economics Department, the Student Council was able to present the annual football supper. They also presented the Armistice Day Assembly. The guest speaker was Rev. Clyde Campbell, Whose dynamic personality impressed the entire student body. This fall Marilyn Pennell was chosen to represent our Student Council at the State Student Council Convention held in Auburn. Later in the spring, Bob Kelly, Virginia Asker, Frances Chick. Calvin Dyer, Robert Tourangeau and Gene Waters attended a convention of the councils of Southwestern Maine in Portland. The ideas they brought back from the conventions have helped the Student Wel- fare Board solve some of its problems.

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Of Seniors MemoPz'es You're all alone now, here in the empty auditorium with just the shadows and your memories. The last strains of the graduation march have faded away, the Class of 'S 3 is now just a memory. How long ago was it that you hrst stood here in this gym? Was it four years or a thousand, or was it just yesterday? You were so clever then, you knew so much and could learn so little. Now at long last you were an adult, a high school student. It was these same walls that donned a mask of colored paper and soft lights to usher you into the magical world of your first big dance, your Freshman Re- ception. Remember the boys, so handsome in their new suits, and the girls, so lovely in their new gowns? Somewhere in some scrapbook is a pressed flower and a newspaper article listing those who attended. Someday they will be taken out and a for a few moments that exotic night will live again. You found so many things to do that year. There were clubs, sports, dra- matics and always those bothersome studies that served only to cut down the time you could use for the important things. How fast that year passed by. Summer stayed for but a moment and then you were again in the class- rooms. Sports were the keynote that year, as you saw Westbrook corner the state title in baseball and basketball. Remember how you made the walls ring as you gave the boys their send-off to the New England Tournament? Another all-too-short summer and then you were a junior. Your studies began to play a little more important role now as the dream of graduation began to grow. How you longed to be a senior! The waters of time flowed on and your dream came to pass. The leaves had started to turn and there was a snap in the air when you started down the homestretch. In just forty weeks you would be free! How those fall and winter months dragged, then one morning there was the soft smell of spring in the air. Now the days were going fast, too fast, the Wash- ington Trip you had awaited four long years passed in the tick of a clock. The Senior Banquet and Baccalaureate rushed by with their gay laughs and their touch of sadness. Now here you are passing through the doors and down the aisle to your graduation. You've practiced for this moment many times, but it was never like this. You climb the stage and take your seat, your robes rustling softly. You're enveloped in an overpowering sense of unrealityg all this is just a dream, it must be. Mechanically you rise with the group to sing and then sit to listen to more speeches. You wish it were all over, you long to be out of the hot building--out in the cool evening air. It's almost over and suddenly, you don't want it to end, now or ever. Now you're standing, the last speech has been made and the last song sung. Slowly, in time with the music, you descend the stage and march up the aisle. There's a little lump in your throat and your eyes are a little moist, most of all you feel lost. For a long time your life has been built around this school and now you find that you're no longer a part of that tight, happy little world. ltis all over, never again can you live those happy days, you're on your own. All that has been your life for many years is endedg you must look to the future and start to make your mark on the sands of time.