Carver College - Carveran / Buck Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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DECK ACTIVITIES Senior Cla33 OfflcerJ Mr. Edward High Advisor Miss Mary Cannon Secretary Mr. Warren McKissick Treasurer Mr. Robert Mac key Vice -President Mr. James Weddington Parlimentarian Miss Mae Lenora Vaughn Assistant Secretary Mr. George R. White President

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Clajj Predident d M.eAdag,e TO THE SENIOR CLASS Two years ago we started down an unpaved road, paving the way for others to follow The fork of the road is coming into sight. We must turn off and leave the task to those who come after us. As we begin to make that turn one thought is uppermost in our minds. We have reached a momentous milestone of the journey of Carver College, from a flickering ideal in the brains of a few, to a glittering reality in the hearts of many, and in future years may we truthfully say, -- Carver College serves this community and the community loyally supports Carver College. This thought expressed by the first BUCK STAFF, reflects the spirit of the pioneer students and portrays a shini ng standard to the students who will pass this way. I know that the road was rough and rocky; but our instructors have been great helpers and guides. They have kindled faith and confidence in all. Their untiring efforts have enabled us to face an uncertain future with the confidence that we have reached an important milepost in our quest for training for the abundant life. We are stepping into a world that is rapidly changing. The training received here should be of tremendous aid in meeting this great challenge. It is not difficult to foresee that many of my fellow classmates will attain positions of eminence in their chosen lines of endeavor. There is no short cut to success. Let us, then be up and doing. With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing. Learn to labor and to wait. It is an honor and a privilege to have led this first graduating class of Carver College, and 1 am humbly grateful for all the co-operation which we were given. In closing, may I thank each and every one of you. My earnest hope is that you may have a full, happy and successful life. George R. White CLASS PRESIDENT

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Cla3d Jridtor On the 19th of September, 1949, thirty-five pioneers launched upon the sea of education at port of debarkation. Carver College. Looking into the eager and determined educational faces of the crew, Captain Vernon A. Buck, officer in charge, saw the opening of new opportunities for handicapped or working persons seeking a future. Looking back over the past twelve years of weathering the storms of study, the crew felt buxom, hale and hearty, ready for any obstruc- tive encounter they might face in this new venture. Thus, this was the beginning of Carver College with its first class, co-ed of course. Speaking of obstacles, the first one was in the form of placement examination. We bucked this fury with perfect ease and soon set up a colony on the sands of the future--a form of govern- ment. This included the House of Representatives, the Student Council, the Presidential Cabi- net, and Freshman Class officers. The Presidential Cabinet was as follows : Alexander Beatty, President; James L. Thompson, Vice -President ; Mary E. Cannon, Secretary; and Warren Mc- Kissick, Treasurer. The officers in the House of Representatives were : Kenneth Norton, Presi- dent; Juanita Long, Vice-President; Aurelia Pratt, Secretary; and Erving Johnson, Treasurer. With the installation of officers completed, we settled down to a routine of construction for quarters to come by digging in encyclopedias, dictionaries, text and reference books in an effort to lay a firm foundation. A little relief was given us at several social functions scattered over the term. Every society has its clubs, so here was introduced the Carvets, a selected group of men. Misery always likes company; therefore, when quite a few new students came in the second quarter, everyone felt relieved. These newcomers were welcomed with an acquaintance party. Our patriotism soared at this point, which brought about the writing of the school song, Stand Up for Carver, words by Robert E. Mackey and music by Professor Samuel A. Moore. Now the news had to be circulated. Thus was marked the birth of the Carver Chronicle, a quarterly newspaper. Here also was introduced the Buck. the ever popular Carver Yearbook. The ladies decided to do their bit for their ;ociety, so they organized a club known as The Doe ' s to further their aims and projects, mainly to better school spirit. In the spring our spirits rose as the weather broke. Our May Day festival was a gala event as has ever been seen. Miss Martha McClinton was crowned May Queen for selling the Highest number of votes. This festivity portrayed thanksgiving of the past year and hope for the new. The school prom was a prelude of the climax of our first year of progress. The final episode was the election of sophomore officers for the next term, thus paving the way for a lame duck session. They were the same as the previous year, with the exception of the President and Vice President. In the Student Council and Class Officers, James Weddington, President; Cnarles Harris, Vice President; Class Officers, George White, President; and Robert Simmons, ' Vice President. After a quiet restftil summer, we again faced the mad rush for registration on Sep- tember 19, 1950. In the din of excitement, we lost a very competent instructor, Mrs. Marguerite Adams. For every loss there is a gain. Ours was Mrs. C. R. Trottie, social science instructor. The high- lighted activity of our first business meeting was the installation of officers, followed by weeks of hard work. Under the coaching of Professor K. H. Diamond, our first basketball team was organized . At the beginning of the second quarter, we lost another instructor, Mr. R. H. Jefferson,, whose memory we will always revere; however, we gained Mrs. Rutha M. Cocroft who imme- diately won a place in our hearts. Valentine Day afforded us a great outlet from study, strain and tenseness. It went off with a bang and cupid truly played his part. Well, May Day was here again and each of us had absorbed an exuberance of joy and expec- tation, shown with the vim and vigor that seemed to exude from our very persons. The feelings of joy and sorrow were clashing at this time; joy over having completed our requirements, and sorrow at the thought of leaving our pals and schoolmates. The very walls of Carver seemed to droop and sag over losing its pioneer companions; nevertheless, those two years were the greatest we ever knew. There is no price we can ever pay. Venimus, vidimus, vicimus, (we came, we saw, we conquered). Farewell, Alma Mater. Warren McKissick