Annie Wright School - Shield Yearbook (Tacoma, WA)

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JEANNE WARREN Hardin. Montana Of surpassing vitality and in the bloom of youth ' Senior Portraits by VIKNA HAITKR

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DOROTHY TRAMMELL i urner va [ley Alberta. Canada I ' ve taken my fun where Vve found it. GERALD1NE TRAMMELL 1 urner Valley Alberta, Canada You naue a lighted candle of under- standing in your heart which shall not be put out. BARBARA TUCKER 1703 Parkside Drive Seattle. Washington A maiden never bold, of spirit still and quift (16)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY June. 1941. Dear Annie: For thirteen years we ve been watching senior classes walk down the front stairs and out the front door for the last time. Now. all too soon, it s our turn to go out into the big. big world, and it does look big from here! But before we go. we want to write to tell you how much fun we ' ve had with you during those past thirteen years. Do you remember the Class of 41 as Small Fry ? Our first members were Mary Elizabeth, a frisky member of the Kindergarten, and Mary Ann. a very wide- eyed First Grader. From all reports our class was a problem even at that tender age! The Fourth Graders were everlastingly climbing in the willow tree, a popular tree with our class, and acting up. Louise Wilbur made us a threesome in the Fifth Grade. She arrived just in time to start wearing the abhorred long stockings and to be told to act grown up. Umm. seems we ve been hearing that ever since! We ' ve heard reports that our Eighth Grade Play. The Wiving of Henry the Eighth, was one of the best ever presented. Were you amused at our class as regal ladies of the English C ourt. Annie: What green Freshmen we were! Catherine, whom we selected as our Presi- dent, with the two Barbaras, joined the march of 41 that year. Do you still have one of the cowboy dolls from our Freshman Doll Bazaar table? And do you re- member how we blushed as our dates came for our Freshman-Sophomore Hop? Ms. how proud we were of our new yellow ties which gave us the distinction of being Freshmen. and how we attempted to act as though we knew it all ! Oh. Annie, shall you ever forget our Sophomore Man Haters ' Club ? Our aversion to the male race was indicated by yellow ribbons fastened on by very conspicuous safety-pins. That was the year the Trammell sisters came from Can- ada. Could you tell them apart at first? We all thought that they were twins. Mary Jean, who has finally convinced us that Idaho potatoes are the best on the market, joined our ranks, with Doris, Leslie. Janet, and Beverly Howe. Barbara M trs led us through that rather stormy year. Of course, it s needless to explain wliv we say stormy year. Our numerous perfume, persimmon, and orange fights must have given you fifty gray hairs! Perhaps it s better il we pass r | u i k I over our Sophomore year. However, we shall never forget the pride we shared with you when Barbara Hibbard won the Art Award at Commencement exercises that year. Being an Upper Classman was just about tops ! Besides, living on Junior corridor gave us one less flight of stairs to climb. Our Junior year was highlighted by Miss Fitch s arrival. Remember how excited we were to meet her? We surely weren ' t disappointed! With Mary Jean as our leader, and with the additional enthusiasm of the new girls, Pat. Rocelia. Jean. Virginia. Betty Ann. Mary Heard, and Beverley Brown, we sped through an exciting year. You ate almost too many hot dogs at our Barn Dance, Annie! Pat published a Crest that was a Crest! And our Prom, wasn ' t it perfectly gorgeous? The Great Hall converted into a heavenly old English garden! Remember our white class sweaters and their yel- [18]