Chicora High School - Eagle Yearbook (Charleston, SC)

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'is 'Q fs ,O if Biff IQ, Q WILLIAM MELVIN WELCH MARY MARGARET WANNAMAKER . He rovokes o eneme d f I BARBARA JOYCE VANCE Cheerfulness is on offshof of good- ness and of wisdom. ROBERT DANIEL VARNER, JR. His eyes have all Ihe seeming of a demon fha? is dreaming. EDWARD JOSEPH WAITE A quiei Iud of sterling worth. NANCY CAROLYN WALKER II's nice Io be natural when you're noIuraIIy nice. KENNETH MAPPAS WILLIS p n I s an orge s no Sigh no more ladies, sigh no morep I om A true friend is a gift of God. friends. here.

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ROBERT EDWARD SPAULDING So far, so good-so far without effort. IDA MAY SPITZ The girl who wins is the girl who works, the girl who toils while the next one shirlxs. LORENZO DOW SUGGS ln stature small, but every whit L1 man witholl. FRANKIE YVONNE SULLIVAN I often regret my speech but never my silence GLORIA JEAN TANNER Her virtues are many her faults are few: 6' gp--v- km.. 10 4' 7,1 -iff! -fx 'll V516 MARGARET ALICE TURNER DAVID JEROME UNDERWOOD to all her friends she is loyal faithful ond But they whom truth and wisdom lead If it be a scholar ye seek ye ave true can gather honey from a weed found him JG M6 bv' 1: 'f? -4 '

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PATRICIA ANN WILSON Always smiling, always neat, for- ever nice, forever sweet. PAUL RAY WINGE We have here a man, the kind we like to know. EDWARD DeARMOND WINN It is by vivacity and wit that man shines in company. RONALD YAWN Early to bed and early to rise- and you'll never meet the best people. We left our homes one lovely day In pinafores and knickers gay, And entered in that great big school To start o life 'neath teacher's rule. We soon discovered clear ole books, And naughty boys' shy flirty looks. The boys soon traded frogs and rocks For pigtailed girls with ruffled frocks. The years flew by, 'twas fifty-two- We found it time to start anew. This time the school was quite immense, Page Thirty-Two sfx on NI' Qusslf --.,.,,..f- yi Nik fm? lldins Those snooty seniors kept us tense! The years kept moving, three in a row, 'Tis now proud junior smiles we show. We worked quite hard this year, 'tis true But now we find we're almost through. Our SENIOR YEAR had come at last, It seemed to leave us all too fast. lt's time to bid a fond farewell, Seems strange to hear the FINAL bell. We must admit we've had a ball, With tears we leave it all to ya'll!