Huntsville High School - Pierian Yearbook (Huntsville, AL)

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»»»»»»»» THE PIERIAN «« «««« « MARGUERITE WISE, Dcctic” Lover of peace, ami friend of all mankind.” HELEN YARBROUGH With many a social virtue graced.” French Club '37; Junior Grace Club. LOUISE YARBROUGH A red-head who takes teasing good-naturedly.” WINONA YARBROUGH, Tecnsic” A dancing shape, an image gay, to haunt, to startle and waylay.” Junior Grace Club. CLASS POEM We are gathered here together On this day, to have our fun. For we know our play is ended, And our work has just begun. How we hate to leave our high school. And the friends who are so dear, And the teachers who have helped us To attain our places here. And though we travel far and wide As we go our separate ways. May we always look behind us On our happy high school days. —Columbia J. Holman. »»»»»»»» 19 3 7 ««««« ««« 15]

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-»»»» »»»» THE PIERIAN «««««««« SARAH NELL STEELMAN Dignity is the sure ness of womanhood Pres. Home Ec. Club 37. THOMAS TALLY In quietness and confidence shall be your strength. Hi-Y Club 36, 37. J. H. TAYLOR I strove with none, for none was worth my strife.” LILYAN TAYLOR Good nature, like the beey collects sweetness from every herb. Dramatic Club 37; Home Ec. Club 37. RUTH THOMAS Of all the arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well. Class Sec. 36; French Club 37. SAM THORNTON The countenance is more eloquent than the tongue. VANCE WALKER Fashioned so slenderly, young and so fair. Student Council 37; French Club 37; Dramatic Club 3 5, 36; Junior Grace Club. CLARENCE WATTS, JR. In making artists, nature has decreed to make some good. Dramatic Club; Glee Club; Art Director The Pierian. MARY ELEANOR WEATHERLY Fair is my love, but not so fair as fickle. JUNE WILLIAMS I do profess to be no less than I seem. PATTY ETHEL WILSON Modest, simple and sweet. Home Ec. Club 37; Span. Club 37. PERSHING WILSON, Pedro You cannot rob me of my power of speech. Dramatic Club; Football; H Club 37. » »»»»»»» 19 3 7 C (u

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-» »»»»»»» THE PIERIAN «« «««««« TRANS-YEARS FLIGHT HISTORY OF CLASS OF ’37 In the fall of 1933 we all arrived at Freshman Field, the starting point of our Trans-Years Flight to Graduation. We boarded the new Clipper Ship ’37, and with Billie Fleming as our chief-pilot and Mrs. Park as our hostess, we began the momentous trip. On this flight we discovered the golden voices of passengers Jane Laxson and A. B. Smith. After months and months of flying, with most of it blind, we reached our next stop, Sophomore City. Here, after a brief rest, we resumed the flight with A ice Elizabeth Mims, our first and only woman pilot, at the controls. Mrs. Park continued giving out her sandwiches of advice and cups of cheer. Our next stop was at Junior Junction where Mrs. Park was succeeded by Miss Caldwell as hostess, and where we were told of a poor starving family by the name of Seniors ’36. They were so pitiful that we decided to stay over and give them a square meal. Not caring to contribute from our own pockets we began our campaign to raise the necessary money under the leadership of A. B. Smith. Some of our intellectuals sold peanuts and candy at football games. We sponsored a minstrel show, a picture show, and a dance with a floor show. Eventua'iy we secured the money for a square meal and enough over to provide some entertainment for the underprivileged Seniors ’36 family. The square meal turned out to be a banquet, and the entertainment proved to be a dance with three or four hundred attending. Having done our good deed, we said goodbye to Junior Junction and took off for Port Senior. After a most hazardous flight over the Examination Mountains we landed at Port Senior minus a few of our original passengers. Again we changed pilots— drawing a little Yankee, Charles Dillingham by name. M ss Caldwell wanted to be with us at the finish so she continued as hostess. Wishing something to remember fascinating Port Senior by, we decided to get rings. But on the kind of rings we disagreed—the majority got one ring and a few dissenters got another. Soon after this we paused to attend the wedding of M ss Caldwell to Mr. Robert Porter, then continued the flight to the ages. Rea izing that our flight might seem to others just like the past flights, we decided to land at Graduation wearing gray and white caps and gowns. As the lights of Graduation become more distinct our hearts are both glad ar.d sad. Our high school days arc over, but our life’s work is beginning. Jean Mason. »»»»-»»»» 19 3 7 «««««««« [16