Cloverdale Union High School - Spectator Yearbook (Cloverdale, CA)

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Miss Frances Milliken Miss Camille Dolson Mr . W. J. Peters, Principal Mr. Bevier Robinson Miss Mildred Olanie Miss Hanna Pierson

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(Hass Ufistor? T he day of days arrived September 3, 1918, when twenty-seven timid yet brave youngsters entered the portals of dear old C. H. S. We had a great opinion of ourselves — but why not? We were among the best classes ever promoted from the Cloverdale Grammar School and the largest class which had entered the High School up to that time. After becoming accustomed to “High Life” we got along splendidly. Following the dreaded initiation we were considered full-fledged high school pupils and settled down for four years ' hard work. Although we were threatened with the most severe punishment if we should be at all disrespectful to any upperclassmen, our fears were light because we outnumbered them in quantity, and outranked them in quality. We were made the guests of honor at a delightful party and in return we gave a party to the upperclassmen. Besides showing our intelligence in our studies, Ancient History, especially, where we lost our appetite for dates, we made a creditable showing on the athletic field. At last the name “Freshies” was abandoned. Our Sophomore year proved more interesting and successful than the preceding one, despite the loss of some of our classmates. Athletics still continued in full swing. Two of our boys were good basketball players and the third, who was in his zenith on the track, brought back some points for C. H. S. Besides these activities the class also did its share of entertaining along with the rest of the school. Our Sophomore class just lacked one thing — there were not enough boys. Little by little we were nearing the top of the ladder and before we knew or realized it, we were Juniors, next door to Seniors. Still athletics held our interest. Both girls and boys played many games. Near the end of the last semester we bade the Seniors a fond farewell. Two of our classmates, Dorreen Melville and Irene Gibbins, took up matri¬ mony and one by one the members left until only twelve remain in the Senior class. Seniors! The coveted name signifying leadership and superiority. We have thoroughly enjoyed all the veneration given to us by those less exalted. Commencement exercises are drawing near and, as we are about to bid fare¬ well to the old Blue and Gold, we must indeed express our feelings of gratitude and appreciation for the unceasing efforts of our teachers in helping us to reach this goal. We certainly regret leaving C. H. S., but we realize that four years do not last forever. We will always remember those years as happy ones, never to be forgotten. V. McGahan.