Hamlin High School - Pied Piper Yearbook (Hamlin, WV)

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I MARGARET SMITH . . . . Mri. ............... Plana to raise a nice . . . family............... MARY WILLIAMS........... “Swlfty ................ Good in aporta.......... Swell Gal............... MILDRED HUFFMAN . . . •MU ’.................. Collecta jewelry aa well. . aa hearta.............. ERMA LEE CRAFT . . . . “Sue .................. Like» Miaa Kohler...... Very Quiet............. ELLEN REYNOLDS . . . . Toota ................ Shy «Quiet............. Studies Hard........... 6 I

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CLARA BARRETT . . . . “Sarah”................ Laughs a lot........... Silly.................. fry DAVID BURNS............ •Brain” ............... Smartest boy In class . . . Nice................... DORIS CHANEY........... ’ Jeanie”............. Likes to chew bubble-gum. RAYMOND STEWART. . ” Wert”............... Good friend........... •Mury” . . Swell person Friendly . . GUYN1TH STEWART . . . Peggy” ............... Likes Floyd ........... Likes friends.......... 15

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SENIOR H ISTO f?Y It was that day in 1937 when Pandora opened her box and let fifty little evils out into the first grade room of Hamlin Grade School. Mrs. Russia Childers, who later changed her name to Clark, could hardly cope with such despicable children. By the end of the year she managed to teach us our A B C’s and sent us on to the second grade with the hopes of being rid of us; we foxed her and had the Board of Education to send her on to the second grade, too. The second grade found us very grown up and ready to go into business for ourselves. Patty Plumley relieved Mary Petrie of her lolli-pop, and Helen Barrett borrowed Joan Wysong's twenty cents without Joan’s permission, of course she payed for it in the end. (The Southern end, that is). At the half of the year we bought Mrs. Childers a one way ticket to Spencer and Mrs. Wilhelm took over. She was so good to us that we hated to go on to the third grade and leave her but, that was before we saw our new teacher. The first few weeks of our third year the girls “swooned over our handsome teacher, Harlan Pennington, while the boys looked on with jealousy, our class decided to become musi- cians so with the help of Helene Griffin we organized a toy band. After several weeks of blowing horns and banging drums we gave a concert which was to determine whether we were to be musicians or not. We weren't! With the toy band on our minds most of the time and Mr. Pen- nington the rest you can see we didn't have much time for books, so we left the third grade not much smarter than we entered, that is, as far as education is concerned we weren’t but we were learning more and more about that little thing called love. Oh! excuse me. I was about to forget one of the most important activities, or should 1 say mind wanders, it was the Operetta, called, “The Sleeping Beauty. This was very exciting and it turned out to be a big success. Thanks to Mrs. Griffin and Leona Adkins. Our fourth year wasn’t so full of school activities but we were up against a problem, our teacher Mrs. Quessenbury had a “handle we couldn't pronounce but she compromised and let us call her “Goosebury. We would have stayed in the fourth grade forever if they hadn’t promoted us just to get rid of us. With our fifth year came a big disappointment we were separated into two classes, one taught by Mary Lee Elkins and the other taught by Mrs. Bruce Walls. Little did Mary Lee know that she would one day be the Junior and Senior Class Sponsor, to these darling little children. The main attraction this year was Berl King. Oh! what a Romeo. In the sixth grade we were still separated, our teachers were Miss Lily Thompson and Miss Erma Linkfield. We had a new experience this year, we changed classes back and forth across the hall from Miss Linkfield to Miss Thompson. This is the year we decided to become artists. Each class made a project of some kind. Miss Linkfield’s class made a small mining town and Miss Thompson’s class made a log fort. Both of these turned out very nicely and also kept us out of mischief. The latter part of this year was spent in getting ready for Junior High. We were very excited about this and very sad, too. for we knew we were growing up and leaving all our childhood memories behind us. We were going to determine what we were to be in life and work toward this through the rest of our school days. We were in the High School building at last, now what were we to do? Which way were we supposed to go? We didn’t know. For the first time in our lives we were beginning to feel that we weren’t so grown up as we had thought we were. It seemed that we weren’t getting to do any of the things that were interesting, it all was for the upper-classes. We couldn’t take typing and Oh! how we wanted to peck on those little machines. We took lots of hard knocks from the upper-classmen but we pulled through and went on to the eighth grade expecting the worst. Our sponsor was Miss Noda Goad. 17