i see an integrated entity, a whole.  many faces captured in a camera

Thanks for the memories
Of homework, twice-deferred, all-nighters till we blurred, 
Of life-shaping decisions made, some brilliant, some absurd!
How youthful it was!

Thanks for the memories
Of marching, bruising games, of cheers, school songs we sang
Of guys who hoped to thrill the girls, girls thrilled to do the same!
How young we were then!

Some who could master a slide rule
Went on to compute and design things.
We made homes, we worked, cooked divine things!
We’ve changed the world, 
With our boys and girls!

Thanks, for some other things
Uncool things friends forgave, when cool forbearance saved 
Green teenage boys, so stupid, with their one, bi-weekly shave
And dumb teen girl stuff!

Thanks for the memories
First thoughts of wedding bells, a crush that grew or fell
Of dressing up and dancing! Maybe kisses? Who could tell?
And longing, alone.

When, pacing and practicing
The boys picked up the phone
Tongue-tied and error-prone
They felt like life or death depended on a yes or no!
And then? Just hung up.

We said goodbye in the bright spring
All eager to see what we’d find.
See? We did mostly the right things.
Some tears, some fuss, hooray for us!

Then the wait was through
Oh! Wow! It was true!
Your eyes light up when you see me!
And mine light seeing you!

Then, “Awfully glad I met you!
Cheerio and tootle-loo!”
Thank you!
Thank you! 
So much!
 

Celebrate the Tradition of Excellence

which is East High.

YOU are a gift of the Class of 1968.

The world is a better place because of you.

For details on current activities at East:

http://east.slcschools.org