Chilhowie High School - Chilvalee Yearbook (Chilhowie, VA)

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Phil Pichai ' d ‘( ' olton ( ' i-LiU ' lilicId was chosen as chicd ' -cxcculi e duiaiiK the r()llowinj ' year. ' i ' he ’ wei’e no lonyei ' l ' ’reslinien or Sojjhs, Ijiit had adx’anced so far as lo secure the title ot “Juniors.” ' i ' he, ' were hai)i) - al out their placi ' this year and lU ' oud of theii- title. ' I ' hex ' sensed that they wouhl soon !)( Senioi ' s and woiJu ' d luwder than hel ' oi ' e to ascertain the I ' acl. i s they now had only the Siuiioi’s to look up lo llu ' .v he ' aii to Ihink (d ' theinceh ' es as hip ' hly sui ' porioi ' lo the kh ' c ' sh- inen and Sophonioi’cs. Too soon their shi]) landed aKnin, and they found th( ' inijii ' ession they had lel ' l on the sand deeper than they imagin¬ ed. Ileatrice Tnckei ' was elected captain of the purl’s haskeiball team this year. Othei- iilayors fiojin the class wei ' O Ifmma Jo i ,ker and. Prances Perpnson. Amonp tire hoys, JIack Kniaiial was a chief help to the team. At last the pi’onj) were able U) call themselyes Seniors. One more sto]) of the sliip, aiui tlie yoyape would bo complete. The J ' oni ' years of hiph school life would be oyer, and they would seek new adventure on new pronnds. It was a little hard to thiidv of themselves as the leadei ' s of C. 11. S., superior to every one else in hiph school. They, who had been only thi ' ee yeai’s befoi ' e, the preen, immature Freshmen of Chilhowie llip ' h School. Now, no one was above them; they were the haulers. They chose “Colton” Ciaitchlield as their ]iresident: Her¬ bert Catron was elected to the Vice President’s chaii ' : Emma Jo Akei ' was Seci ' etary; Edna Love Ponham, Treasurer; Anne Bonham, Ke- porter; and Kenny Rector, iMascot. Their princi]ial, Mr. J. V. Bow¬ man, was selected to l)o their sponsor. Those transfeiu ' ed fi ' om the ship were Mary Clen Johnson, who di ' ojiped from the class eaidy in the yeai ' because of ill health, and Beatrice Tucker, who was lured from the ship into a new sea, namely the sea of matrimony: thus leavinp- twenty-six to sail over the finish line topethei ' . Eollowinp their motto — “Backbone not W’ishbone—” the prouj) propressed rapidly, and soon found themselves ready lo “disembark” as the class of ’ll. Very unusual in this class is the praduation of three sets of sis¬ ters, Edna Love and Anne Bonham, trances and Virpinia Ferpuson, and Isabelle and Nancy Iluphes. Nine members of the class were active members of the Beta Club, and Anno Bonham was its jiresident. “Jo” Aker was elected captain of the pirls’ basketball team, and Mack Rupard was electeJ captain of the boys ' team. Other active ihay- ers on the pirls’ team oxre rranccs Ferpuson and Frances Dunpan. As the class departs with a last farewell, they feel their work has not been in vain, but that they have paiiu ' d knowledpe that will po with them on throuph life, fliouph Ihe.v must iiass on to let others fill their jilaces, they look back and fondly say: “Our hiph school days shall never be forpotten, ” and with an ojitimistic out-look on life, they move on into a new wilderness to face new dangers and to pain new victories. — Pi. A. C. 21

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class History In the year of our Lord 1937. a ship set sail on the sea of life. On this ship there were a large group of “green,” inexperienced pas¬ sengers. The name of tlie ship was “Achievement.” and the passengers were called “Freshmen.” A few of these “so-called Freshmen” came from the Orammar School across the street. The others came from Seven i Iile Ford, liivei’side, and a few from other places. They were scorned and looked down ui)on, and considered quite inferior to the higher gi-ades. But they would not give up, and bore the knocks and kicks with courage. As all Freshmen they were “puffed-up” and con¬ sidered themselves very im))ortant; however, as the year wore on they began to get over their first sad stage of high school life and to set¬ tle down to hard work with the aim to capture every particle of learn¬ ing that came their wav. Truly enough, they were successful and under the pi’esidency of Frances Dungan, they found themselves enter¬ ing various class activities and beginning to enjoy it all. From this class thei ' e came sevei’al basketball players Avho have since been of gi’eat value to the teams. The other grades began to help them rather than to scoi ' ii them, and before they hardly knew it. their ship had landed and they had left an impression on the sands of time. In a very short while the ship set sail again. By this time several of the passenger.s had left the shij), but those who remained found them¬ selves more mature and stronger than the year before. They now took theii ' own nart in abusing the Freshmen. They were surprised to find the great heights to which they had advanced and what they were capable of doing. Evelyn Osborne was their leader this year: although she droi)i)ed from the little band in the latter ))art of it. During this Sophomoi ' e year the groun entered in the social woidd and the world of sports with ])ep and vigor. From this class much was contributed to the “Toi’ch- ' ”’ and the “F. F. A.” (Future Farmers of America) clubs. A few joined the class from othei’ schools, and together they com])leted their Sophomore yeai ' . 20

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class Prophesy 1 am an old lady living alone in the outskirts of a small town. For years 1 have watched the young people of my community grow up, and with age has come wisdom. To me has been given the power of reading the tutu re from tea leaves. Often on a cold winter night when the fire is crackling in the fire place, I sit beside it, sipping tea and read¬ ing the future of our young folks. Last night as 1 sat dozing, I heard a knock at my door and a young voice calling, “] Iay 1 come in?’” “Of course, my child, please do,” I answered. A young girl, whose face was alight with the joy of living, entered. “They told me,” she said, “that you were able to read the future in the tea leaves. ’on’t you please tell me what the members of my class will be doing in the next few years?” “Have a cup of tea, my dear; I will be glad to read their future in my tea leaves. Whose fortune shall I read first?” “Phil Crutchfield is our class president, so perhaps he should come first. He is such a fine boy and we all like him so much.” “He is a fine boy indeed, and I see for him a fine future. I see him in a spacious hall surrounded by newspaper men. Can it be — it is — the senate of the United States. He is filling the place of the late Carter Glass. He is a great statesman, and will continue to be one. I also see a beautiful young lady, who is Senator Crutchfield’s wife, bettei’ known to you as your class reporter, Anne Draper Bonham, f ' rom this tea leaf I see the elaborate furnishings were designed by youi- class treasurer, Edna Love Bonham. “IMy, my I on this leaf I see a complete newspaper, and such a well columnized one at that; and no wonder, for I see the reporter is none other than the bright little blond, Lois IMeClure. “Dear me, here the head lines say. The Great Sky Clipper, design¬ ed by Herbert Catron, whom 1 believe was your vice president, and flown by the great i)ilot, Jim Catron, accompanied by his two charm¬ ing air stewardesses, your class secretary, Emma Jo Aker, and Frances Fei’guson, will make its first non-stop flight from New York to South •Ameidca to-morrow. “Have anothei- cup of tea, my dear, and I shall continue, for I see you still have a long list of names. . 99 -