Biscoe High School - Yearbook (Biscoe, NC)

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Greetings! fSalutatory - Martha Buiej Had it been possible to hand each one of you a gorgeous rose as you entered this room this evening as token of our plea- sue in welcoming you here, the room would have been bright and fragrant with the eloquence of the flowers. Our welcome, although unseen, we trust, can still be felt, for it is just as real, and our appreciation of your interest for us more lasting than blooms which wither after a few short hours. We, of the Class of 1950, have long an- ticipated this occasion, as you may well be- live. It marks an important milestone in our lives - one of the nearer destinations which we hope will bring us some day to the Ultimate Goal of our dreams. Indeed it marks the first outstanding milestone that we, as young people, have experienc- ed. It is fitting that youth should dream dreams, for all great achievements must exist first as mental images. Even as our graduation from high school was once a dream and now a reality, we shall perhaps dream larger dreams and exper- ience occasions in our lives even greater than this one which we are experiencing tonight. We have bidden you here tonight that you may hearten us as we set forth upon the voyage into the great unknown. We have no assurance of where the years to follow may lead us, but we feel that you will always follow us with your hopes and prayers, even as you have done so faith- fully in the past. From now on we must carve our own hand-holds as we climb the mountainside. And we shall be helped im- measurably by what we have learned here, by the examples we have seen about us, and the courage which has been taught us. It is not what we are that makes life worth living, but what we shall be . . . It is the eternal realities we wait for that give their true and only worth to the shift- ing, fitful dream of time . We are ready to listen to those who are older and wiser, and yet you will not blame us, I am sure, if we, too, hope to contribute something of our very own to the world's welfare and happiness - something which might never have come into existence had we not lived and dreamed and worked. So we ask that you be patient with our ear- nest immaturity, and that you may wish us Godspeed, and wave with cheerful expect- ancy as we pass on. To you, dear parents, with whom we share the closest bonds, we would welcome you tonight to our graduation with earnest sincerity. For without your presence at this occasion there would be an empty space which no other persons could fill. Your love and care has endured over a period of years, you have always been tol- erant of our shortcomings. You share our pride in all the things which we have ac- complished, because it was your patience, your eyes that followed us unwaveringly, reflecting with pride even the smallest measure of progress we made. Personal sacrifice beyond the call of duty sits here tonight represented in the persons of the mothers and fathers who knew us first, for- gave us most, and love us more than we can ever deserve. Again, I bid you wel- come, knowing that your love will always be with us through life. Whatever of glory there may be in this event, the parents, the motivating power behind each student, stand credited with a great deal. To you, the faculty, who are always pre- sent at our chapel programs, picnics, con- tests, banquets, and without whom we would feel our efforts wasted, we welcome

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you, for the last time as a class to our com- mencement exercises. You have always been ready to help when we were confronted with a problem, advised when we were uncertainwhich path to take, been patient when we stumbl- ed along, not doing our bests. You were quicker to compliment than to criticize and have written your love and understanding indelibly in the hearts of those of us who sat at your feet to learn. You took us as children, gave of yourselves, your exper- ience, your philosophy, taught us to think, and now that this period of training is over, we emerge from the guidance of your hand and eye young pilgrims with shrines to seek and fascinating new roads to follow. You have met us in the halls of Biscoe High School with an ever-ready smile or a hand to pull us onward when we were prone to go backward. You have been with us through all our high school days, and we want to thank you now for your encour- agement each day, and extend you a most hearty welcome to our last high school program. Friends of the school and friends of us as seniors, we are especially happy to have you present. You were our foundation, those upon whom we depended to attend our recitals, concerts, and plays. It was your faithfulness that inspired us to work harder and make them even better than ever because we knew you would be counting on us. Now you are welcome to our last exercises. Classmates, we have shared many ex- periences in the past twelve years. We have walked the same halls, had the same the same teachers, dreamed the same dreams, worked and played together. Now, we share this last event together. Though our paths may lead us far apart after to- night, our lives will forever remain in- extricably bound together by those ties of love and memory which will always be ours. Let us make the most of this hour, this last hour with its sadness and its joy and its beauty. To it, we welcome you all right royally. Class Poem Now we've come to the end of our twelfth school year, And reminisce of days that used to beg We see work well done, friends well won, And memories we cherish so dear. Have we thought what the end of this school year means? It concerns all involved, you see. Failures are expected, nevertheless Others take advantage of their opportunities. As we stand on the threshold of a new phase of life, We need courage and wisdom to battle the strife. We will not forget the days gone by, But ever to look to the future so shining and bright, That we might take our stand, Choosing that which is right. Our dreams of the future are yet to come true, We are thankful to parents and teachers Who have helped us through. ln days to come We shall meet old friends who have followed us and taken their course anew. With sad, but hopeful hearts, we dedicate our best to the future And bid you all adieu. Doris Greene