Clearwater High School - Aqua Clara Yearbook (Clearwater, FL)

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There were very few social activities this year, but one that we will always remember was the party at San Sara Hall. Again our class was well represented in athletics. Five men from our class are sporting “Letters” which were won last year. Four students from our class were on the Annual staff and six play- ed in the orchestra. If we had been taken out of school it would have been almost impossible to carry on the various activities in which the school participated. The year 1919-1920 finds us dignified Seniors. We have lost from and added to our group until now twenty-four of us will bid adieu to dear old Clearwater High together. The Friday evening that school closed for the Christmas holi- days, the Juniors gave a party for the Seniors and Faculty. Every one was present with flying colors, even Santa Claus was there with a present for everyone. We will all remember this e vent with pleasure. As our graduation day draws near, we realize that our high school career will soon be over. We are sad when we think of the many good times that are gone, and the many friends with whom we must part. We think of all our mistakes and how much better we could do, if we had our school life to live over again. But, after all, we have not done so badly. And we are proud when we think of all the hardships through which we have passed that we might be high school graduates. We hope and believe that our four years of hard work at dear old C. H. S. has fitted us to make this old world a better place in which to live. SARA NELSON, 20. Ircenty-seven

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Utatorp of Class of ’20 O N the eighteenth of September, 1916, we began our career as Freshmen in C. H. S. with thirty-six members in the class. Most of the students who finished the eighth grade the year before were present to continue work with their comrades and a number of new people came from various places to join our ranks. Green? Well, 1 should say we were! So green that a special room was arranged for our study hall. The first week or so was spent in becoming familiar with the rules and regulations, the schedule and the privileges which we were to enjoy. The major- ity of the class soon settled down to hard work and the year went by so rapidly that we were astonished when preparations were being made for commencement. The class was unusually well represented in athletics. Several of the boys scored in base ball and track. Several social functions were participated in by the class. Of course we were given the usual “welcoming” party by the Sopho- mores. The Freshman class of Largo entertained us at that place and later in the year we returned their hospitality with a “country fair” which was a great success. Thus the year passed and our Sophomore term rolled around. We lost several of our Freshmen comrades but new folks came in and soon filled the vacant places. Half of the base ball and over half of the basket ball boys were from our great and noble class. The class was also represented by several members in the Orchestra and Glee Club. The year of 1917-18 it was our turn to welcome the Freshmen to C. H. S. We entertained with a very informal affair, as we heard that they were easily frightened. In the year 1918-19 we were known as Juniors. THE class of all classes. We were envied by the other students, for if anything was to be done the JUNIORS were called on for help and advice. This year the school was rather unfortunate, as it was closed for a month on acount of the influenza epidemic, which everyone remem- bers. For this reason we were not able to cover as much work as we should have. Twenty-six

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Senior Claste Jfuture S 1 wandered in the woodland, Where the flower-fairies dwell One came near and whispered to me That a secret she would tell. She led me to a mossy bank Beside a lovely, sparkling pool, It was there I learned the futures Of the Seniors of our school. She gently waved her wand before me And, behold, it came to pass, I saw before me everyone Of the nineteen twenty class. Like old “Coxey’s Army” marching, Frank Williamson far in the lead, lie was president of the Seniors — Those were good old days indeed. Thelma Nall was close beside him Oh ! I thought it would be so For they seemed to chum together In the days of long ago. Then Jasper Crowley came before me, With a Bible in his hand; He was going to some far country To convert that sinful land. I did not tell the fairy How he acted while in school, Nor that Georgia Jackson helped him When he learned the golden rule. Lucy Hartly now is clerking, Selling hosiery by the pair, You would know her when you see her By the way she wears her hair. Howard Moore ' s a traveling salesman, Fords he’s selling by the score, He can talk of carburators And of the cylinder’s perfect bore. Again that magic wand was waved, And I saw away out West, Staid Leland Booth upon a ranch, With wife and children blest.