In memory of our departed friends and classmates....

Remembrance is a golden chain,
death tries to break but all in vain.
To have, to love, and then to part,
is the greatest sorrow of one’s heart.
The years may wipe out many things,
but this they wipe out never -
The memory of those happy days....
When we were all together.

 

tiger eyes

 

  • Richard Landry, 1987
  • Richard Allen, 1989
  • Richard Pappas, 1990
  • Renald Voisine, 1992
  • Denise Cote Bernier, 1995
  • Diane Tilton Jacques, 1996
  • Rachel Ouellette Roux, 1997
  • William Hebert, 1999
  • Michael Boucher, 2004
  • John Hudson, 2004
  • Ron Nadeau, 2005
  • Mike Landry, 2006
  • Susan Donovan Fiser, 2007
  • Timothy Doran, 2010
  • Catherine Cantara Dunkelberger, 2010
  • ** Bob Morin, 2010
  • Paul Marchand, 2011
  • Ronny Bellerose, 2011
  • Albert Letellier, 2011
  • ** Norm Drolet, 2012
  • Richard Tourigny, 2013
  • Roland Pelletier, 2013
  • Andy Turcotte, 2013
  • ** Gerry Edwin, 2013
  • ** James Hall, 2013
  • Richard Jacques, 2013
  • Jerry Cote, 2014
  • Joan Couture, 2014
  • Sheila Brewer Harrison, 2014
  • * Carl A. Rhames, 2014
  • Carmen Beaudoin Rice, 2015
  • Robert N Fecteau, 2015
  • Gordon Michaud, 2015
  • Nancy Cantara Boissonneault, 2016
  • Jeannine Nadeau Burkard, 2017
  • Linda Day Brown, 2018
  • David Lemay, 2018
  • Connie Goulet Morin, 2018
  • Bob Millette, 2018
  • Anthony St. Pierre, 2018
  • Bill Swanton, 2018
  • Don Thimble, 2019
  • **Renald Souliere, 2020
  • Richard Lambert, 2020
  • Carol Tousignant Abbott, 2020
  • Cynthia Eastman, 2021
  • Jonathan Minnini, 2021
  • Gerry Lahouilier, 2021
  • Marcel Bertrand, 2021
  • Jerry Bourque, 2023
  • Don Elie, 2023
  • Leo Lariviere, 2023

*Post Graduate
** Honorary Classmates

 

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

 

BHS Class of 1967 Yearbook

Take a stroll down Memory Lane.... view the Biddeford High School Class of 1967 Yearbook.