Burley High School - Jay Pee Bee Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

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CLASS POLIH OUR PARTING The hour has come and found us To tell us it ' s time to part; Tho we ' re no longer students of Burley, Its memories will live in our hearts. For the powers that be have ordered The last days of school life ' s achieving; Tomorrow will record as history Our sad, reluctant leaving. We ' ve been true to our alma mater. And the end indeed is not sweet. We have waved our sacred colors Up and down every street. We have cheered with every victory For those who conquered our foe. And, tho we hate to leave you, Burley, it ' s now time to go. Athletics has lost its glitter. Our laurels we ' ve all forgot; Dramatics no longer charms us. And debate allures us not. At last our hours are numbered! Sad is each beating heart. The outside world is beckoning. And we are forced to part. Our principal worked with us nobly; Every teacher did the same. Even the juniors tried to help us. As we daily went and came. Dear Burley High, nevermore You ' ll see our forms, hear our voices; For we who knew no strains before Will join the throng that rejoices. We give to you, our Burley High, Our farewells, true and fond. Our hearts, turned cold and lifeless, Ne ' ermore to your warmth respond Oh Burley, only the future can tell Of our pure love in song and story With this adieu we leave with you A promise of eternal glory. By Mildred Jones

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CLASS HISTOIY The Senior Class of ' 52 has a peculiar history. It can boast of a heritage which is rare, for our class is composed of students from three distinct and separate schools, joined together as one. On September 3, 1951 we entered Jackson P, Burley with high hopes and fresh minds, ready to start a grand and glorious year. At first some of us were total strangers to each other, but this did not last long for before we knew it, we were organized as one big class with common problems, ideals and plans. Mrs. Alma Pleasants and Miss Eleanora Hawkins were our sponsors. We selected our officers and were ready to start planning for our big event, graduation. The first big issues to claim our attention were the selections of class rings, invitations, and a style of robe to be used for graduation. This dispensed with, we then started making plans for our yearbook by choosing the staffs and assigning duties. But not all of our time was spent in planning. Some of us entered into other ac¬ tivities; such as, sports, dramatics, music, the student council, the y-teen club, and all other clubs and organ izations of the school. In most of these activities, seniors filled the leading roles and assumed the greatest amount of responsibility. A few of the seniors entered the scholarship contest offered for the sons and daughters of the Masonic Lodge members; others entered essay and oratorical con¬ tests sponsored by various civic organizations of the community. Other community activities in which the seniors played a big part were a comedy, Star Light Star Bright, sponsored by the Charlottesville Players Guild and a radio program arranged by the Interfraternal Council of Charlottesville. These activities gave the seniors a well rounded school term for the year of ' 51 52 which turned out to be a really successful year for the first graduates of Jackson P. Burley High School.

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THE GREEN AND GOLD By Mildred Jones Pure as gold may we forever Keep our hearts along life ' s way. While Truth ' s golden sunbeams sever All the black clouds from our day. May the green, so fresh and stainless. Keep us ever true and clean; May our lives be long and painless. Guarded by our gold and green. Gold and green go with us ever. As in ideal of our dreams. May we find that life tomorrow Is worthwhile as it seems. May we each accept the missions Fate will thrust upon our scene. Surely, whatever their conditions. Victory ' ll crown our gold and green. CLASS SONG Tune Sweet Genevieve O Burley Hi, Dear Burley Hi The time has come that we must part, l ond memories of days gone by Shall ever linger in our hearts. (Air hearts are filled with thoughts of Thee nd dreams of conquests yet to be, hith faith and courage by thy might For Ihou hast cast a shining light. 1 ii teachers, friends and classmates all he ' ll miss the happy hours we ' ve dwelled, Within thy noble stately walls he ' ll think of the Dear School, Farewell.