Oneonta High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Oneonta, AL)

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jlglsfory Discovery of the Class of 1963 was an accident. Four years ago, early one morning in Sep- tember, 1959, the faculty at the Oneonta High School was strolling around chatting about their just ending vacation and wondering whether they would have one vacant period during the entire coming year. Sad fate, they didn't! Just inside the front door were the members of what be- came the Class of 1963. These, strangers to the teachers, possessed aptitude and capability. The faculty bade us to enter the classrooms, and they spent the next few weeks attempting to gain our friendship. After great difficulty they succeeded, however, two boys and two girls were never won. The discovery of this class was reported to the high school principal, Mr. Gallman. To our surprise he looked at us with a disdainful smile and said grotesquely, Let me see those report cards! When he shuffled them through his hands like a deck of playing cards, he shook his head and said, You have very little possibility--your grades are not very promising. We thought any fortune teller could read better than that. Our probation days were over and soon our intellects grew keener--from sponges to razor blades. The highlight of this year was a second place homecoming float. At the end of this year, however, disaster befell us--final exams. The exams were not murder but a massacre! The results encouraged one to get married and some left never to return. The next September we were just as anxious about getting into school as we were our first year. We found ourselves with a new name, Sophomores, and a new principal, Mr. Street. We were very pleased with Mr. Street because he believed in us. The routine of class was more familiar and studying was somewhat easier. This year we clubbed ourselves almost to death-- we joined every club we could get into. Bailey Tidmore was our class president this year. Our talents were certainly showing here, especially in athletics. But who could have out- rivaled Conrad Nix. We rushed on into social life, having dates and parties became our chief concern. Primarily it affected our grades as dates, parties and studies do not mix. The next year, being juniors, we began to realize that we had to turn over a new leaf--we turned over two leaves and made study, study our aim and our margin. Even though we were forced to make our grades, at heart we had a friendly feeling for the teachers. This year Johnny Evans was our class president. We presented the seniors with a beautiful banquet and ended the year by helping with the graduation exercises, which we enjoyed, because it automatically made us seniors when it was over. We began our senior year in September, 1962. This year we did get down to bedrock because we were told we couldn't go to Washington or graduate unless we made the grades. We pulled uphill and downhill and here we are today, positively crazy with dignity. We have made the grade so far, and we took that long awaited trip to Washington in March of this year. A number of us gained distinction when we were elected to Who's Who, but this honor has not gone to our heads--as yet. Our prophet said that we will all amount to something in the career world even though we may not look it. I believe that we will be good citizens wherever we are in our great, great country. We think our class is the most attractive class in history and will be remembered by the facul- ty of Oneonta High School and people of the town as that wonderful Class of 1963. GAYANNE NORRIS CLASS HISTORIAN

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