The freshmen are becoming sophomoric; the sophomores are becoming unbearable; the juniors are becoming blase; and the seniors . . . well, the seniors are becoming very mature.

It is pretty evident that it's June. It happens every year‑this attitude, this transition. And so does this‑this farewell editorial‑the editorial that urges everyone, not just seniors, to stop and reflect.

Don't look now, but something has been happening all year. Probably few of us have noticed it. We've been growing. In subtle, mysterious ways, Maine West has been preparing us for the next step. That's the goal of all education; but when one gets to high school, he finds each step just a little steeper, a little harder to climb. Maine has been working all year to see that as few as possible trip on the next step.

It isn't an accident that the seniors are "so sick of high school they can't wait to get out," that the juniors are thinking more seriously about colleges, that the sophomores are becoming more class spirited, that the freshmen are thinking of things to do to the Class of '71. It's no accident, but rather a part of a large ingenious plan.

We're doing all these wonderful things, and we didn't know it. It couldn't have been a very easy transition. So, thank you Maine West; thank you teachers and counselors; it's been quite a good year.

This year we've seen the realization of stadium lights for next season. We have the field house for 1968.. And we have the experience for now.