Charles Town High School - Rambler Yearbook (Charles Town, WV)

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Class History Hli CLASS of l93Z has almost completed the writing of that chapter of the history of our high school to which she was assigned. The portion we have written records some errors, but far more it is a record of achievement. Always as a class she has acquitted herself well, and we take with us the proud conviction that our Alma Mater is the better for our having been here. XYe came to the old Timberlake Building, after being proud graduates of the Graded School, Kabletown, Leetown, Shenandoah junction, and Summit Point, all of us having the same high-hat feeling. But before long we realized that we were only gre:-nies. freshies, and dummies Everything was so strange to us that we passed out of our Freshman year hurriedly. At the close of our first high school year we had become very well acquainted, and when we entered as Sophomores were sorry to find that Lucy and Gus Rodefer, Martha Poston, julian Eby, Charles Pringle, Ray Trussell, Anna Lee Burns, Katherine Clipp, Mabel Glascock, Margaret Polhamus, and Ralph Myers had left us. NN'hat a renaissance we found in our school life. Only those who went to the old C. H. S. building can realize our appreciation of the new High School. We again had new teachers and new methods, which made our Sophomore life equally as exciting as our Freshman had been. Basketball teams were organized, we took an interest in public speak- ing, out of which the Girls' Public Speaking Club and the Debating Team have grown, and the scientific element of our school organized the Livewire Science Club. VVe realized that our school was not merely a prison in which we acted as convicts, but a firm corner-stone around which a great deal of our character was woven, and a fine place which depended solely on us for the maintenance of a truly time name. XYe were next proud juniors, but we had worked hard for our honors. Millicent Childs, lidith Painter, Alma Stolle, Edgar Hann, Rumsey Heare. john Rominc, Robert Trussell, and Rudolph Mare had left us, and Nancy Campbell, Henderson Bailey, and' Harold Blum joined us. Our high school became much more active than ever before. The public speak- ing clubs gave contests and entertainments, The Science Club gave programs, a play, and bought books for the library. At last, through persistent efforts, we have come to the climax of our high school life. XX'e have completed the first great step of our preparation for life's work. We have done our utmost to keep up to the good standard that previous classes have maintained, and have tried to better our school in all respects and hope our successors will continue the same, We are sorry that Charles Snyder and Henderson Bailey have not joined us this year to help in the classroom as well as on the football squad. Vie also regret that Alta Nichols, lithel jackson and Lillian Trussell have left us, but are glad to welcome Ruth and Margaret Rosenberger. Thus briefly we have told of our successes, and although we have not always measured up to our ideals, we may be justly proud of what we have accomplished. And the success we have attained here is an indication of what our individual members will attain in the great wide world that is calling to us. Always we have worked towards the realization of high ideals, towards the betterment of our Alma Mater and ourselves, and as we go out into life, it is safe to say that Charles Town High School will not be forgotten, but that her fair name will be upheld and guarded by the members of the class of 1932. -Yvox x n XX'1i1.r.ru, llistorian. .J 3,

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' YYONNE UEL WELLER Bonnie Lou Age cannot wither, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. llf all our Seniors, none will ever forget Yvonne, whose magnetic personality has won her many friends. XYhenever there is anything to be done, just ask Yvonne. NVe shall always remem- ber her by, I'll ask Aunt Sadie. NVe think it is her ambition to study at Union Memorial Hos- pital in llaltimore. Live VVire Science Club, '30, '31, '32, Secretar , '30, President, '32, Girls' Public Speaking Chill, '30, '31, '32, President, '31, Treasurer, '32, Class llasketball, '30, '31, '32, lloosters' Club, '32, Class Historian, '32. l2ER'l'RUlJI:l HELENE ZYNI DA Genie Honest, faithful, and sure, one that can he relied on. Gertrude has been with us all through her school career. She was one of our star pupils, and one who was always willing to do her bit in any way possible. VVe don't know what she intends to do in the future, but we wish her success. Iiuosters' Clulu, '31, Class Basketball. '30, '31, '32 Morin ' 1 1-F,fr-'-.xfw ff-l' 0 '- AL ! ,, ' . ' ' fy. U ,gi Lvrvff Aff'-fd 1 L' f f' v Q, -5 n i l lr V , vff 7, f-e.,.'.cff:1f --if N 5 L51 f ' f , - 414 .1 ' .f.mlb..a,..-..i.L:l. Af, ,L,,,t,4,-Jf 'l

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The Class of ,'82 The curtain has been lifted on the hoary stage of timeg XYhile the pupils of thirty-two are falling into line. We've orders, do your hestg class, so get your hearts in tune, And let your face Ive smiling, as the roses :Ire in june. l'lenty of work ahead, chums, for the class of '32, The world is more than ready for the shifting on to yon. Some have tried to warn us that the world is cold and hlneg lint we can make it warm, dears, hy lighting for the true. 9, ' NYL-'vc played and fought together, we'xe laughed'-and even cried sonictimesg 'Flu-se things have helped us forward, for in life it's not all rhymes. Vl'e've struggled hard to make the fight :ind hold our standard highg XXI' feel a certain sadness now the end is drawing nigh. XXX-'re proud of our colors, Blue and Gray, :1nd proud of our clnh-work too, XXI- love our teachers, kind and true--we lore the Gold and lllue And as ue march to the field of life, where some wiil he gre:-tt men, The nohle thought of '32 will hold us true till then. Often we'll meet with prolmlems, and decide them in dit't'erent wnys, Then gazing hack with l '3 l1Cl'l'lllQ!'lllg eyes, we'll think of our high school days. .Xge will cox er our heads with snow, in the years that too quickly pass, But oft times wc'll sit in the twilight glow, and dream of our dear old class. With trembling hands we now hold out the gleaming torch to yon. Hold it straight, high up in the air, give it the place it's due. XYe hate to leave our dear old school, but Time waits not for the few- 'l'he world beckons usp we must go. Farewell, good friends, adieul -YvoNNl-: Um. NVtcl.l.mt, '.i2. o., ,- ,. ff 'rEt'53'3+ --4-x .W-' . . . . H.'.5.di.Ti.T- ...A. .. .A Mi' .tJ.L...... ... t.. .. ,. - . . tfdlbiigll Am .. . A . ,t....L..Au.im.-r-