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Winthrop Echo Yearbook Dedications - 1990s
All Winthrop Highschool Echo Yearbooks - Winthrop Public Library

1999
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1998
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1997
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1996
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Fort Banks Athletic Field (Cellucci Field)
Michael R. Cellucci Tree
Michael R. Cellucci
by Christine Honan

Hi, how are you my dear friend?
These words to Heaven, I do send.

Sending you the best of wishes;
With lots of love and hugs and kisses.

The memories of you will never be dead;
They're sewn in our hearts with golden thread.

Your place in our hearts will never be gone.
Your memories live on like a beautiful song.

Lifting our spirits and spreading the joy;
Of however there lived such an amazing boy.

One with such strength to overcome all;
One with such pride to stand up after a fall;

But there is one thing I think you should know
. We all do miss you very much so.

With one goodbye this poem comes to an end;
We'll never forget you my dear friend.
1995
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1994
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1993
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In Loving Memory

Staceyann Houghton
November 13, 1992
Born August 27, 1975

God Saw you getting Tired
And a Cure was not to be
So He put His arms around you
And whispered "come to Me"
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands at rest
God broke our hearts
To prove to us
He only takes the best.
1982
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In Memory Of...

Carl DeStefano
This memory brightens
o'er the past,
As when the sun,
concealed
Behind some cloud that
near us hangs.
Shines on a distant
field.
- Longfellow, "A Gleam of Sunshine"

Lisa Parinello
When time, who
steals our years
away,
Shall Steal our
pleasures, too.
The memory of the
past will stay.
And half our joys,
renew.
- Thomas Moore, Song

Curtis Cramb
Oh, I have roamed o'er
many lands.
And many friends I've
met.
Not one fair scene or
kindly smile can
this poor heart forget.
- I. H. Boyle, Song

Joseph Tulipani
Thou hast
wounded the spirit
that loved thee
and cherish'd thine
image for years;
Thou hast taught
me at last to
forget thee
In secret, in
silence, and tears.
- Mrs. David Porter
1981
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1990
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