Westport High School - Brownie Yearbook (Westport, MA)

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SUCCEED—We Can, We Must, We Will. CLASS COLORS CLASS FLOWER Yellow and White Long-Stem Yellow Rose CLASS POEM CLASS SONG (To “Days of Wine and Roses”) We have traveled long together, As the road of life we trod, Though days of school are ending Braving every new adventu re, And we soon will part, Led by faith and trust in God. Still within each heart, Will fond mem’ries stay When the road marked “childhood” ended, To brighten up the way; We put behind us high school years; To guide us through the Years, Now as we turn toward future’s highway, To pacify our fears. We turn with courage and some fears. Our school we will be leaving; Westport High, our Alma Mater, We'll go our separate ways, Beloved in our hearts will stay. Yet our high school days, Though the road be smooth or stormy, We'll remember, and we'll Your light will always guide our way. Take new courage too. 4d Our class of ‘66 must say, “adieu.’ If we shed tears and we linger MARY ELLEN PERRY As from school and friends we're parting; As on separate paths we travel, We know life’s journey is but starting. MARY ELLEN PERRY

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A View Of The Harbor One of the most picturesque and colorful spots on the east coast is Westport Harbor. Two eras made this area so. The first was the whaling era. The harbor and the Point pro- vided the setting for the whaling industry. Many ships loaded with cargo of whale meat and oil have passed through the nar- row and treacherous entrance to the harbor. Unfortunately, this age of “wooden ships and iron men” passed quickly and the village became quiet and peaceful . . . that is until, prohibition. Yes, this was Westport’s second great era, the Prohibition Era. The village flourished once more—only instead of whale oil, rum was now the prized cargo. Many swift ships, the rum-run- ners as they were called, sped in and out of our busy harbor. The entrance became known as “Devil’s Pocketbook” because it was invisible from any distance and the rum runners seemed to vanish from under the very noses of the Federal Revenue Agents. Some evidence of this period is still visible at the Harbor and the Point. A look at some of the older houses will reveal the fact that many have cupolas or “observation towers” from which rum runners could be spotted from some distance at sea. After the repeal of Prohibition the village once again settled down and is today only a serene New England fishing village.

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