Category: high school

Ever wonder what kind of an impression you left on folks today? Think about it.

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Ahead  were only dreary, boring days and years of waiting to get “old.”  There was nothing new to do nor places to see or ROADS to travel.

But the best of all things that my two eyes can see,

Is the sight of “Old Glory” as she waves in the breeze.

Remember the promise to beloved schoolmates?
“Our class will be different. 
We’ll keep in touch and we won’t forget.”

Tenth Grade English Composition  1951 Mary Anne Whitchurch December 7, 1941  On a cold, grey morning when the fog had yet to rise; The seagulls made a flutter  like a bird of paradise. The waves were as a rose vine  coils in an arbor, Thus began the day   Japanese bombed PEARL HARBOR. The sun […]