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TI-IG CHRONICLE of the CLHSS of 1944
In the year one thousand nine hundred and forty-
one at the season of fading flowers and ripening nuts,
there appeared at the portals of jackson High School a
band of warriors whom we shall call "Militant Seekers
after Knowledge." What the grave and reverent Seniors
called them, it were well to leave unmentioned. As a
member of this band, the writer of your chronicle will
endeavor to bear true witness to the trials, tribulations,
and triumphs of what came to be known in the common
tongue as the Class of 1944.
Having with due form and ceremony and, in some
cases, by the skin of our teeth, completed our course at
junior High School, we felt persuaded that we could
easily take by storm the strong citadel on Allen Avenue,
which is commonly called jackson High School. Con-
fident of success, we chose as ollicers of our expedition:
Billy Moore, Freddie Miller, Ann Caldwell, Jean Taylor
and jess Casey.
Before laying siege to the Citadel, it seemed the part
of wisdom to send out reconnoitering parties. Our para-
troopers descended upon the office of the fortress from
time to time during the month of August and brought
back reports that would have dampened the courage of
a band less brave than ours. From these spies we learned
that J. H. S. could not be taken at one assault, but cor-
ridor by corridor, stairway by stairway, and room by
A small but determined band boldly attacked ,great
Julius Caesar, himself, well entrenched in the Latin
Tower, otherwise known as Room 21. To our surprise
we found small difficulty in getting in, but getting out
was a pony of a different color. Gerunds, Gerundives,
and Subiunctives stoutly resisted our attacks, proclaim-
ing all the while their watch word: "They shall not
pass!" And most of us didn't. Defeated but not
crushed, we withdrew strategically to another strong-
hold cftlled Modern Languages, where, sad to relate, we
fared little better than in Caesar's classical domain.
Another wing of our army attacked the well-for-
tified position of Biology, only to be routed by an army
of strange creatures called "Dinosauria," "Insectivora,"
and "Crustaceans''-creatures, whose very names we were
unable to spell.
Still another intrepid band rushed in to storm the
Citadel of History. Instead of calling upon Liberty,
Madame Roland might well have said: "O History!
History! How many crimes have been committed in
thy name!" Be that as it may, the way that we were
beaten in this struggle was certainly a crime.
But these attacks were mere skirmishes by small
bodies of troops. Our entire army was gathered together
for an assault upon the two strongly fortified positions
of Algebra, one in a location called Room 6 and the
other in a tower called Room 24. To be sure, the latter
location was camouflaged as an abode of History, but
sines and co-sines, like murder, will out. Utterly de-
feated, many of us retired from the siege, to renew the
attack in the heat and discomfort of what is technically
known as "Summer School," though 'tis said that Gen-
eral Sherman had a better name for it.
Another attack by our combined forces was upon
the Hydra-headed Monster of English, one of the fiercest
defenders of the castle on Allen Avenue. When we
lopped off one of these heads labeled "Grammar," an-
other called "Themes" threatened to scorch us with its
fiery breath: and when we had overcome the "Themes,"
another horrible head called "Book Reports" hissed an-
grily at us. In this attack many of our noble warriors
bit the dust.
In the second year of the siege our army was re-
organized with jimmy Diffee, Lissette O'Rourke, and
Tom Voegeli in charge of all operations. In this year
we concentrated our forces upon the very strongest posi-
tion of the enemy, the stronghold of Geometry. The
camp was laid out in triangles, parallelograms, and
duodecagons, so that we ran into land mines in the way
of surprise quizzes when we least expected them. Many
of us failed to obtain a bridgehead on the great philoso-
pher's theorem concerning the square on the hypotenuse
and all of us felt that the inscription on this fortress
should read: "Abandon hope, all ye who enter here."
In one thousand nine hundred and forty-three, many
of us made attacks on that modern center of warfare,
the Commercial Department. Though driven off again
and again by the "ack-ack" of the terrible typewriters,
most of us came back victorious before the year was
In this year, too, the enemy employed the aid of
chemical warfare, a most outrageous proceeding, it seemed
to us: for many of us who had overcome successfully
the other methods of defense retreated before the gas
attacks of the Lab.
- The Amazon Division of our army fGreek for
WACSJ made a more or less successful onslaught upon
the Castle of Home Economics and became possessed of
much information upon such important matters as "How
to hold a husband," the favorite recipe being: "Feed
In the last year of our great siege Billy Moore was
chosen to take over the work of Tom Voegeli, who left
our ranks to enlist in Uncle Sam's Navy. Naturally we
took as our final objective: reaching the summit of the
Mount of Graduation. That we who appear before you
to-day have reached and held this objective is evident.
As your chronicler I shall relate some of our methods
in reaching this goal.
Some of us have advanced by sheer scholarship and
have won the highest decorations for valor. Barbara
Zehr, Freddie Miller, and Ann Caldwell are the honor
students of our class. Margaret Lankford and Nowell
Bingham were awarded medals in the D.A.R. contest.
Bobby Coppedge and Dorris Asbury became our poet
laureates for 1943 and 1944 respectively.
Some of us prevailed on the bloody Gridiron and
the Basketball Court: witness Horace Coyne and Paul
james, while Tom Vogeli, John D. Graham, Nancy
Bumpus, and Emily Carey Griffin did much to urge our
Golden Bears on to victory.
jess Casey, Hilda Witt, Theresa Ricks, and Frances
Seward Wilson kept up the morale of our fighters by
providing us with such candy bars as the Ration Board
would allow to come our way.
During the lull in active operations between Mid-
term Exams and Finals the morale of our troops was
further improved by the work of such dramatic artists
as Dorris Asbury, Freddie Miller, jack Harrington, Rose-
mary Williamson, Emily Carey Griffin, Letty jane Luck-
man, and Betty Young, who helped to make the junior-
Senior Play a success.
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JOHN D, GRAHAM
TI-IG GOLDEN HGG OF HITIGRICH
Every nation has declared a golden age and dreamed of its coming in lofty poetry, romantic song,
radiant truth, and confident proclamation. Israel has given to the world the golden age of prophetic truth
and hope, Greece, the golden age of culture, Rome, the golden age of powerg Italy, the golden age of
art and beauty, England, the golden age of literature, France, the golden age of democracy, when upon
every public edifice were inscribed three words: ''Liberty-Equality-Fraternity." America will endure
long enough to incorporate its hopes and aims into the constitution of its national life and the fabric of
civilization around the wide, wide world.
The first stepping stone to this golden age upon these shores is government. Our government
stands upon the secure foundation of liberty-liberty for self-development, national expansion, the pur-
suit of happiness and unity. Human progress follows along the lines of free government. Toleration
is another step upon which America will move on to its golden age. It involves freedom of conscience,
for, as the poet says,
"Whatever creed be taught or land be tread,
Man's conscience is the oracle of God."
The moral law must be a foundational principle of the golden age, and thus are protected the dignity and
rights of the individual. justice for men in every area of life will also assure us the day of golden
dreams, for in Disraeli's words, "justice is truth in action." Many are the attributes of the golden age,
and after the long list is well considered, the last word, the cap-stone of the structure, will be brother-
hood. Our own poet Edwin Markham expresses the idea of America's to-morrow when he says:
"The crest and crowning of all good,
Life's final star, is Brotherhood."
The dreams of Alfred Tennyson will come true when America shall realize its plan for brother-
hood. Of all people our nation is best designed by the manner of its life, its sense of union and free-
dom, its belief in justice, its practice of toleration, its trust in democratic government, its faith in God,
to lead in this attainment. The American nation can lead the way to the golden age for all the world
and bring to pass the hope of the great poet:
For I dipp'd into the future, far as human eye could see,
Saw the Vision of the world and the wonder that would beg
Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furled
In the parliament of man, the Federation of the world.
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I weave upon my tapestry,
With colors dark and fair,
Some represent a lovely dream,
Some colors are a prayer,
Some colors stand for lonely days,
Some stand for happinessg
Some are as sombre as a storm,
Some soft as a caress.
I weave upon my tapestry,
I make a brave design.
And what I like about it best
Is that it's wholly mine.
And yet it is not mine alone
That I understand
For as I weave upon my tapestry
Fate truly guides my hand,
And as I look back through the haze
Of fifty years or more
There comes before my very gaze
The Senior Class of '44.
Surely we were the best of classes
So many handsome lads and lasses.
For instance, could you find one in books
To rival Freddie Miller's looks?
And where could you rival Lettie Jane Luckman's art?
Or Carl Boon trying to win his fair lady's heart?
What is the name in that far distant corner?
Oh! yes-I remember, Regina Horner.
She was so comely, sweet, and nice.
Nearby is Lissette O'Rourke-so prim and precise.
Margaret Lankford's gift as a speaker did abound.
She was just about the best in town.
But let's not forget john D. Graham, our school
For him we always gave a cheer.
Of our seniors in the business world
Mona Harris was always in a whirl,
Betty jean Allen was a happy Senior
Didn't it seem so to you, too?
In dear old football, Horace Coyne did shine
While james Strawn's flash bulbs made him blind.
Now here I find Evelyn Roddy, whose beautiful hair
Has certainly caused many people to stare.
In Latin, Barbara Zehr did surpass-
She was among the best in her class.
Robert Shellabarger worked at a filling station
I wonder if bi: gasoline war rationed.
In the Glee Club Ella Mai Vernon and Hilda Witt
For music certainly did their bit.
Always into mischief was Polly Brettg
I'm sure she caused the teachers to fret.
Dick Calhoun I'm sure could fill with ease
A place on "Information, Please."
Every time Jane Manley did smile
The world was made brighter for a while.
When a person needed a friend around
Rebecca Hawkins could always be found.
Mary Love jobe deserved a reward for her work,
For in high school she never did shirk.
Bonita Gasell was a pretty sight,
To look at her was quite a delight.
The Bennett twins captured everyone's heart.
But we never were able to tell them apart.
Although Marie Castellaw was rather small,
She was still very dear to us all.
Doris Raines never had a case of blues
Because she always knew her p's and q's.
And now I cease my weaving,
With colors dark and fairg
I'll say no more about our class-
A class beyond compare.
But as I dream of days gone by
Where each one played his part,
The memory of jackson High
Lives ever in my heart.
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