Alamance High School - Smoke Signals Yearbook (Greensboro, NC)

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Class Poem We stand at the parting of our ways We, who have toiled and strove We stand at the parting of our ways To go out from the school we love. Dear school, we regret to leave you And we are loath to go But you have declared us ready And you are the one to know. Each has a place for the taking Indeed, we shall journey afar Each in the part of service In quest of his own goal star. Good-bye dear friends and faculty You have been so faithful and kind You have toiled and labored with us And now we must leave you behind Each in the part of service In search for his separate goal But Alamance is enshrined forever ln the heart of each separate soul. Poet - Libby Halrr

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BERNI ECE SHOFFNER Without kindness there can be no true ioy. DOUG SMITH But now my task is smoothly done, I can Fly or I can run. ANN STANCIL To be trusted is a greater compliment than to be loved. GROV ER WOOD Simplicity of all things is the hardest to be copied. -. DONNIE WRAY A Face that cannot smile is never good.

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Memories A History of the Class of 1956 Sam Nelson, Historian In looking back over these years we've spent together, we find a few that stand out in-so-far as memories are concerned. During these past four years we have collected many Golden memories that we shall cherish forever. We all remember that long awaited year 1952, when we finally became high school freshmen. We were the greenest group of people Alamance ever enrolled. Everything we did for the first few days was wrong, but with the faithful, patient guidance of Miss Everett, our home room teacher, we survived that first week of bewilderment. As soon as we were settled down, we elected our class officers and Sam Nelson became our first president. We were very proud to have five boys and two girls on the basketball teams and in the spring 6 boys made the baseball team. The high spot in our freshman year was the trip to Hanging Rock Park. We had a grand time even though it did rain. Then came spring and the end of our first year in high school. It was a happy day when we received our report cards which said, promoted to the tenth grade. After a brief summer vacation the old school bell rang in another school year and we were now sophomores. We realize now that we were a little hard to handle that year and we appreciate the kind patience of Mrs. Hunt, our home room teacher. Five boys and three girls received basketball suits that year and five boys were on the baseball team. ln the spring we took a trip to Reynolds Park and yes, you guessed it, it rained again. We enioyed the trip even though we all got rather damp. Funny thing about this group of kids, no matter how dark and stormy this world be, nothing dampens their spirits. School quickly came to a close. Algebra and Biology had presented their problems, but we overcame them. Then we were iuniorsl Fall came again, and with it came the beginning of our junior year in high school. Mrs. Farrell, our home room teacher was always cheerful and full of ideas on how to raise money. Our rings were ordered and we were really sitting on top of the world that day when they arrived. It was a long awaited occasion and we were eager to show everyone our new possession. The climax of our iunior year was the planning and giving of the Junior-Senior Banquet. It was held in the O. Henry Hotel ballroom. The theme, Moonlight and Roses was in decoration and song, and we were very proud of our efforts. The final important event of the iunior year was the presentation of the iunior play Aunt Tillie Goes to Town. We shall always remember the good times we shared in our iunior year. Summer came and went, and again we were in school. We were seniors- the goal for which we had toiled for twelve long years. Mrs. Nichols was our home room teacher this year, and with her helpful guidance we survived the many senior experiences. Class officers were eltected early and things got under way. The newspaper staff was elected and the Peace Pipe brimming over with school news was published monthly. The annual staff also was elected and under the guidance of Miss Jackson put out what we think is the best yet. The harvest king and queen were chosen and the Thanksgiving program was pre- sented. Then came the trip to Washington, and senior play, and last of all Commencement exercises. It all ended too soon. We have graduated. We are all going to travel from now on our own separate ways, but we will always be able to recall the golden memories of the years we spent together at Alamance.