Weston High School - Key Yearbook (Weston, MA)

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JON CLIFTON March 20 45 Saddle Hill Road Red, Clif, Bing . . . known for mus¬ tangs, white teeth and Billy Bain im¬ personations . . . ambition: to be suc¬ cessful in life . . . pet peeve: conceited people . . . life philosophy: “Like peo¬ ple for what they are, not for what they can do’’ . . . cars, sports, drums . . . favorite subject: oral penmanship . . . favorite well-known personality: Chris Evert . . . favorite teacher: Mr. Hall . . . outside work: Paper route and gas station . . . outstanding memory: J.V. football game in the snow vs. Wayland during sophomore year . . . “That kills me”, “Yo!, “Basically!” SUZANNE DIANA COATES June 20 30 Myles Standish Road You see things as they are; and you ask “Why?” But I dream things that never were; and I ask “Why not?” George Bernard Shaw BRYON R. COLLINS June 13 21 Chiltern Road You can’t always get what you want, but if you try some¬ time, you just might find, you get what you need. Rolling Stones RICHARD P. COLPITTS November 14 1 Colpitts Road Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow. Unknown 22

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G. WILLIAM CHAPMAN January 7 15 Myles Standish Road My Spelling is Wobbly. It’s good spelling, but it wobbles and the letters get in the wrong places. A.A. Milne CASSANDRA ANNE CHOVANCE November 15 36 Juniper Road to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else — means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting! DAVID W. CHARPIE January 8 45 Ridgeway Road Let us be thankful for the fools. But for them the rest of us could not succeed. Mark Twain CHRISTOPHER CLEARY June 15 786 Boston Post Road The trouble with being too open minded is that your brains may fall out. Unknown e.e. cummings 21

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MALCOLM COOK June 15 29 Derby Lane The Poet and the Painter Casting Shadows on the water — as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea. The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other as the failing light illumi¬ nates the Mercenary’s Creed. The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling — but the master of the house is far away. The horses stamping — their warm breath clouding in the sharp and frosty morning of the day. And the poet lifts his pen as the soldier sheathes his sword. Ian Anderson 1972 When you’re born to play the fool and you see all the western movies weren’t you the one who does it wrong? . . . with a gun, with a gun, you will be what you are just the same. Steely Dan 1974 SCOTT CONNOLLY August 19 95 Deerpath Lane You are what you choose to be It’s whatever it is you see That life will become Whatever it is you might think you have You have nothing to lose Through every dead and living thing Time runs like a fuse And the fuse is burning And the earth is turning Jackson Browne TIMOTHY JOHN COSTELLO January 2 200 Ridgeway Road Every man is the architect of his own fortune. A. Claudius AMY C. CRAFTS December 1 50 Colchester Road Our revels now are ended: these our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air; And, like the baseless fabric of this vision The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rock behind: We are such stuff As dreams are made of, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. William Shakespeare from “The Tempest” 23