Leroy High School - Leroyian Yearbook (Leroy, AL)

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Lunchroom Stan' CFrom L to RJ Savana Barnes Maggie Whlte Betty Lou Dav1s Ruth Mosley Lucy Palmer Olrvra McKee Bus Drwers Left to Rrght L Evertte R Sulli van L Turner L Tarver B Tarver rd? Not Pictured I Pulley F Walker I Lutle

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Karen Staker Faye Sellers Gloria Johnston flleadj Anita Alternate Cheerleader Sponsor MARY JOYCE GRANIADE MRS BEN MARREN Pringle, Margaret Palmer, Patricia Patrick.

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CLASS POEM Classmates rest we here a lrttle wh1le our llfe 15 yet at morn Pause and xorce the new emottons that of thts glad hour are born T1s the ttme whlch all has let to stnce we heard the ftrst bell s ca Summomng us to meet together tn the now famlltar hall Dear old school' l-low much our days here slowly led us on to know' How much then undreamed of knowledge we are takmg as we o Many a day we ve sat and pondered over some strangely puzzltng text Wonderlng what our wtse mstructors could brrng forth to ask us next' Many a day we ve worked some problem through tn gratlfying style Trytng to make ourselves belreve that we had known ll all the whlle Farthfully we ve toiled and str1ven presslng on w1th htgher atm Gravely vytng wtth each other emulatmg men of fame Here about the grounds we ve wandered talking over all we ve rea Thrnkrng thoughts too deep for utterance dreamlng what must ne er When we leaped 1nto a future far as human bra1n mrght see Saw the Vtslon of our lives and all the wonders that rmght bel Ltstening for some Neverl New er' whispered by the phantom years Txll a song from out the d1stance rang tts promrse rn our ears Boys wtll surely come to manhood men w1l1 surely older grow W11l the dreams of future glory follow after as we go'P Are the doors not barred with gold to open but to golden keys'7 Are the gates not thronged with surtors do not markets overflow'P We are young and know so ltttle' Where s the place for us to go? Ah' We re well prepared for actron' Watch us wrrte on HISIOIY s page Names to shtne throughout the centurres as the wonder of the age' For we feel a w1ld pulsatlon summontng the active smfe Wtth a whole world for the wxnntng 1n the tumult ofyoung l1fe' Yearning for the wild exc1tement only strife worthwhtle can y1eld Eager hearted as in classroom forglng through some new found fteld We have conquered 1n that classroom we shall w1n rn efforts new That which we have done but promrse all the things we yet shall do' For I doubt not through our future ltfe s mcreasmg purpose runs And our thoughts too w1ll be wtdened by the process of the suns O Commencement' not the ending that lt seems to all our strtfe But the gate that opens outward to a bigger broader l1fe' Classmates may the crescent promlse of our sprrtt never set But the fount of rnsptratton gush through all our fancy yet Howsoever l1fe may lead a long farewell to school we say And to prtnctpal and teacher nevermore to point our way There s a blesstng in my soul frlends wellrng from 1ts deepest part Gathertng in tts hold the deepest truest throbbtngs of my heart Let xt fall on our dear school and every old fr1end as we know We must clasp each hand and whrsper Good bye Classmates' as w s and e go I . , . . . I . . . . , . . . U, - ' g ' . ' ' Cl. . . - . . be . Where's the fate that we must turn to, leaving happy scenes like these, 1 I s ' . . y .. - ' A .