Bedford High School - Peaks Yearbook (Bedford, VA)

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Class of ’49 Helen Carol Wilkinson Ruby Lee Wells Paul Edward Updike James Johnson Turpin Class Motto: To the S firs Through Bolts and Bars.” Class Colors: Green and White Class Flower : Rose i 17 h

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Class of ’49 Waller Stephen Perrow Graham Edward Powell Iris Jeanette Powers Billie Frank Pyott Richard Allen Roberts Fanny Joan Roberts Hiram Abbit Scott, Jr. Neil Edward Scott Helen Rebecca Sines Martha India Smith ■{ 16 y

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CLASS HISTORY Let us draw back the curtain of time to September of the year 1945, and imagine the student body of B. H. S. assembled in the high school auditorium to begin another session of books, tests, and detention slips. A feeling of ruefulness seemed dominate among the majority of the assembled students.” No such mood, however, was disturbing the spirit of the eighty-four red-faced freshmen seated in the rear of the building. For them the opening of school was no tragedy, because they were so enthralled by the idea of being high school freshmen that it never dawned on them that doing so meant work. To make a long story short, this was the beginning of the high school career of the class of 1949. Our Freshman year was one continuous chain of events. Never before, and I hope never again, has such an abundance of wit and mischief been brought together. As a mild example, I’m sure you remember the time Bobby Overstreet tied Mrs. Elliott’s chair to her desk. Mrs. Elliott came bounding unsuspectingly into the room, and made a valiant attempt at pulling her chair from beneath the desk. So vigorous was her effort that the spring in the rope jerked her right off her feet. It is needless to say that this incident, sparking Mrs. Elliott’s claim to irritation, entirely altered the class’s idea of good joke. W ' ith the evolution of time our class progressed slowly, but not always surely, to the rank of sophomores, and a consciousness of class strength was apparent among the individuals. H. A. Scott’s voice could be heard on all of the six halls at once in his expression of this feeling. Malcolm Marsh had completely mastered the art of omitting his homework, and very seldom was his neglect discovered. It was also evident at this time that P. Vi’. Craighead was well on his way to be- coming the most perfected dancer of our class. There were, however, those who were opposed to our unfair use of this new power: IDavid Bornstein and Steve Perrow continued their search for higher learning. Steve — I.atin books. David — Eatin books and numerous manuscripts” by alt Disney. Through this panorama, Alice Chaplin, our president, did a magnificent job of run- ning the affairs of our class. The beginning of another year found our little group holding the proud title of [uniors, and the realization that our high school days were well on their way to an end. The Junior-Senior Prom was easily the highlight of our third year at B. H. S. I feel that it is proper at this time to tell of a very amusing incident which befell me in collecting the history of our Junior year. Upon asking Joan Caudle if there was any funny event that remained in her memory, the subtle Joan replied: ' X ' ell, I did go with Earl May that year.” And now our last year of high school is almost at a close. As I look back over the year I realize that it has been one of the most active and fun-packed of my life. Never a dull moment, that’s our motto. It would be impossible for me to record all of the happenings of the year, but there are a few incidents that I believe will help to typify our class and always serve to remind us of our Senior year, -[ 18 1-