Cannon High School - Cannon Report Yearbook (Kannapolis, NC)

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t ' c CLASS HISTORY Early in September in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred forty-one, a new colony was planted on the continent of J. W. Cannon High School. Shy and inexperienced these settlers were and unprepared for the many problems and great adventures which lay before them. For that reason, they called themselves Freshmen. The colonists found unlimited helpful instructions from a clan called teachers. Under their guidance, the Freshmen began to become adjusted to their new home. War came to the colonies that year, greatly affecting the life of the colony and the destiny of its members. By the time a year had passed, the colonists were no longer inex- perienced and therefore changed their name to Sophomores. Now settled in their new surroundings, the Sophomores enjoyed good times as well as hard work. During their second year, they made great advancements in many fields. At the beginning of their third year, the Sophomores again changed their name — this time to Juniors. An eventful year this was for the Juniors. For the first time they shared with the Seniors, an adjoining colony, the fun and gaity of the Senior-Junior Mas- querade and the Junior-Senior Dance. Juniors and teachers co- operated in giving a successful play, sports were entered into, and as in years before, the knowledge found in books was given importance. At last arrived the long awaited fourth year. The colonists were now entitled to call themselves Seniors and as such to enjoy many privileges. The studying of books was still important, but in all the excitement of other activities, it was sometimes almost forgotten. Parties, sports, music, dances, art, and dramatics were all enjoyed. I he Seniors realized the true fullness of life in the colonies. But before the end of the year, they again turned their eyes to other seas. The land of the future beckoned. So one day in early June, a number slightly less than four years before left the High School land they loved so well. They parted perhaps never to meet again. But always they will remember the four happy years they spent together in the land of Cannon High. — Gilda Koontz. Gilda Koontz Page T wenty-four

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CLASS POEM Marcelyn Greene Tears bathe the smile today. For parting time is nigh. One lap of our way is o’er now, As life goes fleeting by. We’ve had our ups and downs; School days aren’t all just smiles. We’ve fought the battle, the victory won; Yet rough has been the way and long the miles. Striving for our conquered goals, We’ve made high and fair our creed; We will keep them, we must keep them, To rid this world of hatreds and greeds. We would not forget our friends. Nor our teachers who’ve guided us through; We’d like to say, Many thanks! To each and every one of you. To the spirit of dear ole Cannon High, We leave our cheers, our yells for you. We’d root for you until we die, For we know your defeats will be few. To classmates who take over when we re gone We leave the places to man our gun. You ' ll love it just as we do now, Those wonderful days of high school fun. Let us remember our parents too Who’ve helped in so many ways; I he sacrifices, the thoughts, the smiles you ' ve given Are due our highest praise. And so we bid good-day just now; Never will we say good-bye. We ll live with you in spirit forever, Lest we forget you. Cannon High. 3ltt Jflnttnrtam MRS. PAT GLASS Born — August 30. 1906 Died — March 14, 1945 J W. Cannon High School Faculty — 1942- 1945 The curtain of life hath descended, Upon one whom we all held dear. But still our hearts are lightened As a new life for her doth appear. Although her friendly smile, we cannot sec The memory still remains. Our thoughts of her will ever be As sunshine with no clouds of rain. Her eyes so clear and shining bright Are closed in peaceful slumber. No death can ever reach her there. Where she is with the angel’s number. Her laughing presence is gone now. But still to all we say. She was not said, but happy As the angel took her away. Away, away from this earth’s life. Her good will to spread no more. Away, away from war and strife. She’s waiting at Heaven ' s door. Her Life on earth is over. The path here, so well trod. Our dear and beloved teacher Is at rest with the world, and God.