I spent a lot of time today looking through old yearbooks. It brought back all those good old days when we had better outlooks. I don’t mean to imply we had no cross to bear, but when we looked around; there wasn’t such despair.
I finally took a longer look at 1963. There I saw some pictures that really tickled me. My brother got his diploma in 1962. I graduated eight years later, but I knew who was who.
I laughed hard and loud when I saw the pic below. Whose Idea was it to wear those; do you know? The faded P.E. outfits that lasted a hundred years. You all look, um… cute. But do I see some tears?
Mrs. Kurht coached basketball. I heard she was really tough. I heard she wrote the school song, and she really knew her stuff.
She MC’d the first “All School Reunions.” She worked hard and was well respected, but she made you wear those P.E. suits, no matter how much you objected.
I came across this photograph and two cousins stared back at me. This proves that Murdo really was the home of Valerie. Cousin Andrea is in this picture, too. I can name the other kids… without a single clue.
We the students of Murdo High, feel that character is built through the three C’s of education: Confidence, Co-operation, and Competition. (It doesn’t rhyme, but it was in the annual and I like it.)
A Graduation ceremony is an event where the commencement speaker tells all the students dressed in identical caps and gowns that Individuality is the key to success.