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Congratulations to our dear Ate Fe!

An Ode to My Alma Mater
By Fe Simon (published in 1966 Year Book)

Childhood is nothing more than
a glimmer:
Once a fettered fledgling,
now poised
To scour the heights
for wider vistas.
But why must parting
waken some sweet pain?
Why must words fail me
when I have need of them?
Paeans of glory to you are due -
Songs which hold all the wistful
sadness and yearning of a heart
too full for words …
Lilt of yesterday’s laughter
still echoes in my ear;
Your halls speak of countless
feelings and deeds on which
I have no hold,
For time is the victor
and I must go.
All that I will leave
is a vestige; and
I will keep nothing but
Fe Simon-Glaspy HS’62 BSFN’66 bottled memories

Rhythmic snatches of her moving pen reveal the inexhaustible of days gone by.
riches of a soul inspired and sparked by divinity,
the echo undying to those romantics who once were stirred and
warmed.
A Pierian native? - by Julia Iturralde

The SIMON Family