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

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mn ADVISOR TO THE GRADUATING CLASS OF 1953: Your graduation involves the conflicting emotions of joy and sorrow. Joy, in that I am glad you have been able to master the tasks which have been placed before you and have achieved the goal which you sought. I am sorry this relationship which has been most enjoyable and pleasant must end temporarily, although much joy is anticipated in our working together again in the very near future. Your education here will be the foundation of future decisions and hence must not be forgotten. I am confident that success is surely yours if your progress from this point is equal to that in the past. Be assured that you always have my concern for your happiness and success. Edward J. High Senior Advisor -i i

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cuss mSIORY Life is a full-blown year, with all things in their season Thus, in our college career, each change has rhyme and reason; The seasons come and go-each with its gifts in hand. That we may see and know how well all life is planned. SPRING-The time of all green and growing things; what more fitting, then, that the Freshman, in this green time of his life, should enter college ' ' The march winds and the April showers were very necessary to the budding of the shoots of knowledge in the Freshman mind. And we, so green in our dewy innocence, received at this time the first seeds of knowledge and felt the first pull of the plow and the cultivator in this spring of our career. And this was the year of nineteen hundred and fifty-one. Summing it all up we might say with the poet-that Once came fifty babies- Through our magic gates to pass- Scattering ' If you please , and ' Maybes ' - Weren ' t they as green as grass ' ' Although we were as green as grass, we realized that we must organize our ranks; consequently, we elected class officers to lead us through this first hectic period. The list of class officers read: Pearlie L. Kirkley, President; Cleon Nance, Vice- President; Delcenia B. Simpson, Secretary; William T. Reeder, Treasurer; and Mrs. Laura M. Booton, Advisor. SUMMER -The March winds and April showers brought forth an abundance of May flowers, and the Sumertime came upon us almost before we knew; so delightfully did the one season blend into the other. We found the skies were much bluer and the sun shone more radiantly upon us. We held our heads very high and we kept the stalks that supported them very straight. They were heavy with their accumulation of wisdom and so did not droop with the weight. But our flowers were undolfing little by little. We were slowly but surely coming out into the light of day. Our buds had become blossoms and the color of our dominant characteristics had changed with the unfolding of the larger bloonns. SENIORS AUTUMN-But verily, in college life, even as in nature, Leaves have their time to fall, and flowers to wither. Very brillant was our foliage that year, very rich our fruitage, as the little buds of Freshman year, grown into the flowers of full blown fruit, became the richer and more satisfying fruit of Autumn. It was indeed the harvest of our early planting-the reaping of the results of all our dreams, hopes and efforts. WINTER-But even this stage passed on into eternity; the fruit was all gathered and stored away with our memories, and with the snows of all the past in hoary wisdom upon our heads, we welcome the approach of graduation. Rugged in our young man- hood, clad in spotless snow and frost, protecting the yet immature germs of de- veloping life from the blighting atmosphere, we stand at the end of our course. A few of our classmates succumbed to the call of fate , and did not return to us. Still there were test, cultivations and Fall planting, and with all our wisdom, there was much to be desired. To guide us through this last period. Our class officers worked long and assiduously to interest us in our class work. You know them- Matt- hew Sigler, President; James Grier, Vice-President; Ruth Alexander, Secretary; and William T. Reeder, Treasurer. It seems a sadder time than we expected. The world outside is cold. We know not what to expect from its bleak, bare atmosphere. But we must not forget that to- morrow we will all enter into a renewal of life in a glad, glorious, new springtime. And so we go forth, robed in snowy emblem of our purification, no longer green, nor red, nor even blue. For the last year satisfying must all shadows safely blow; Senior lefe is purifying, and we pass as white as snow . Claude Boyd, ' 53