Blakely Union High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Blakely, GA)

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X View A i 6199! O, , Sikxsgf l W Classmates, for many years now we have been sitting in the cinders, so to speak. We will think of the cinders as the work years we spent in high school. We have been here trudging along, acquir- ing the fundamentals of education and the art of living with ourselves and with one another. Sitting in the cinders has not been so bad because we have had happy and gay times together. We have obeyed with meekness and humility the rules and regulations of cinderland. All worthwhile things are gained by a price. We have paid that price as we have written our history through the yearsf Act l of a four-act play entitled The Blakely Senior Class History-l948, Time-l944. Place-The old Fryer house on North Main Street. - All of us trudged nervously toward the old Fryer house which, at the time, was all we had for a school building. We went to our rooms and found our homeroom teachers to be Mrs. E. C. Bridges and Mr. Lowery Stone. New members who joined our class that memorable year included Lois McDowell, Helen Patterson, Benny Windsor, and Reese Teclder. We were told by our fellow high school chums that good class officers in high school were a necessity and after thoughtful consideration, we elected Ray Shierling as president. Our first class party was a formal affair that took place in November at the Woman's Club House. Because it turned out to be such a success, many others like it took place in the future. Act ll. Time--1945. Place-Fryer House. Our sophomore year was begun in September of l945 and we were still without a school building. Classes were being held, as usual, in the Fryer house. More new names were added to ourclass roll that year and they were: Ann Edmondson and Tommy Crawford. Ray Shierling was elected class president for the second time. Money making proiects and another class party highlighted our sopho- more year. Homeroom teachers were Mrs. l. O. Brown and Mrs. Floyd Hattaway. Act lll. Time-l946. Place-New School Building. Yes, it was our junior year and our schooling quarters had been changed from the Fryer House to the school gymnasium around Christmas of l945 and about two weeks before our sophomore year was completed, we moved over to this big, new, beautiful school building. Mrs. Alyce Dennis and Mr. E. H. Cheek were our home room teachers that year and they were two of the very best. At a class

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Se:-niaafi DOROTHY STOKES--F.l-l.A. BETTY lEAN TEMPLES-F.H.A. Betag Tri-I-li-Yg Annual Staff. x BILL TOOLE-F.F.A.g l-li-Yg An- nual Staff. TED WHITCHARD - F. F. A., Football 4g Baseball 33 l-li-YQ An- nual Staftg Delta Sigma Pi. BETH WHITE-F.l-l.A,p Tri-l-li- Yg Annual Statfg Wl1o's Who. IAMES WlLLlAlvlS-l-li-Yg Class Vice-Presidentg Football 43 Bas- ketball 4g Whds Whog Annual Statfg Track 35 Delta Sigma Pi. OLIVE YATES - Tri-l-li-YQ An- nual Staff.

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meeting about the first week of school, Billy joe jordan was elected junior class president. Our class roll had new names added to it this year and they included: june and joy Pitman, Felton Sheffield, john Flanagan and Olive Yates. Our first thoughts were turned toward the annual Halloween Carnival that we were to sponsor in October. After making plans for a month or longer, the Carnival night arrived and everything went over with a bang. From a financial viewpoint, it was a real success. About that same time a salesman came to show us class rings and that gave us a thrill like nothing else ever will. We hadn't felt like juniors until we ordered our rings. lt was in November of our junior year when loyce Davis moved to Savannah. Thus our class roll was decreased one. Spring came around real soon and our class began thinking about the junior and senior banquet that we were to sponsor in May. After working like Trojans for three months, the grand and glorious night of the occasion arrived. ln about three weeks the seniors would be graduating and our hearts grew sad at the thought of our own graduation, only one year away. lvlay 24 finally came, and thus the curtain was lowered on Act lll. Act IV. Time-1947. Place-New school building and a new commander-in-chief-Mr. Spencer was leaving and Mr. H. H, Brinson, jr., was here. Dignified Seniors-That's what we called ourselves. When we went to school that warm Septem- ber morning, naturally we thought a great deal of the many privileges for seniors that would be ours. The things that we had looked forward to for many years would soon become a reality. lvloney for our class trip and annual! That seemed to be more or less our motto. lvlrs. Dennis and lvlr. 'Cheek were our home room teachers again and they were full of good ideas of how we could make loads of money. When our class roll was called there were new names on it. Yes, they were Homer Brinson, Bob Pritchard, and Bill Toole. ln November, our class sponsored a booth at the County Fair and Peanut Festival, and that was our main money making project for that month. An informal dance following our football game with Arlington highlighted the pre-Christmas season. We sold Blakely High pennants, B.H.S. caps, as well as subscriptions to magazines, and felt as though we had left no stone unturned in searching for ways tc make our bank account grow. Spring came around and we were honored with many dances and parties, all of which we will remember as our happy yesterdays in the Land of Tomorrow. The juniors entertained us with a banquet and dance during the last few days before graduation and it was as delightful as anything in the world ever could be. Alas! and it's graduation time, but we find several of our class members whose nameslare not on the graduation roll, Football-That answers why Ted Whitchard, Homer Brinson, Billy Hayes, and Pee Wee Williams are not leaving with us. Pee Wee was elected captain of our fighting football team to succeed Captain Billy Roberts at the annual banquet held in December. As in the old fairy tale, the clock will soon be striking twelve. We believe the time will not take us unaware as our days and years have been spent in preparation for this event. Our diploma will serve as a reminder that our Alma Mater has given us a dress that will not vanish at midnight, MARY ROGERS Historian but last throughout our lives.