Clayton High School - Clamo Yearbook (Clayton, MO)

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Ng006!Ay8,, and Ciilefov Qi, as 6 33,3 2551 Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Moore, who reeently sold the lunch room designated by students as the Dump, are shown in the upper photo. Lower photo shows Mr. and Mrs. Roe Robertson, new proprietors. lfaybe the first time you walked in the door, you didn't see what the kids saw in it-THIS DURIP. But soon you discovered the atmosphere was made up of a lot of things, things that became a part of Clayton High. There were the lNIoores-Elmer and VVinnie, who took such an interest in anything the boys and girls did, who were always ready to help you. lwaybe you hadn't thought much about something like kind- ness, but when you did, you knew the lkloores had it. But now they've left, because Nlrs. lkloore was ill, and another couple, the Robertsons, have taken it over. And there were other things about the Dump that you'll remember. The juke box screaming out hot tunes. waiting in line for hot-dogs or hamburgers, the smoke hanging in the air, the laughter, yells, noise of lunch hour and at three o'eloek, those people who played bridge in the back room, the cheery decorations of Christmas, the solemn air of exam cramming. And some- time youid sit there late, drinking a coke and talking to the kids and the lXIoores, or dreamily gazing at your one and only. Those singing ses- sions, remember, right before Christmas? NVhen the boys Came home from the service on leave. they'd Come to the Dump first. As one boy told lVIrs. lkloore, when she asked how his parents were, 'LUh, I haven't seen them yet-naturally, l came to the Dump tirstlu Every day there'd be a different uniform. There was something new in the Dump-that look of seeing boys you knew so well Coming back, not looking quite the same. Yes, we'll always remember the Dump as a part of high school life.