Covington High School - Puffs and Patches Yearbook (Covington, VA)

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'K ll' 1 U mc' x had X 1 E sl' 5 - I Nl r Q 'DDM Q I EMM., I The Zodiac--an imaginary band across ihe heavens in which lie the paihs of the sun, moon, and principal slars. CLASSES fk X-

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c 41 ll' CLASS OF '37 Lilfe a star that sends its watching ray Into the vast deep darlfness of the earth, That the fairest gold of the blue may Lead on the eager host as if from birth. We are like the stars that dot the heav'n, And at some distant goal our rays are hurled One after one, the class of thirty-seven, Degrees possessed, file out into the world. Glory to our classmates! May this he Our motto, 'till a motto is no more. In our memories will we ever see Our high school days above all others soar. Plainly is the 'vision in my head, The paths of life before us still unlrod Are waiting, still waiting where we'll tread To sacrifice our all in all for Cod. The beauty of it all thrills me now, Those tiny little stars that veil the heav'n. May we to our high school rnalfe a vow To ne'er forget. The class of thirty-seven. -EMMA COOK I0 -k ll'

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PUFFS 6' PATCHES CLASS HISTORY OF '37 Tis education forms the common mind: Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined. E, of the class of '37, had been particularly fortunate in having the twigs of the tree of knowledge bent in the proper direction. Over eight years of probation ended, we stood on the entrance of a mine where much labor would be required if we wished to possess the golden nuggets. Thus we entered our freshman year under the classification- Rats Since rats are very tenacious creatures we immediately assumed this characteristic of theirs. Vigorously we gnawed away the difficulties that confronted us. Our chief problem was learning the values of our X, YZ's and arranging them in their proper places. Finally under the leader- ship of our Pied Piper we were led victoriously-not into the depths of the Weser but across the bridge of the Wiser straight into the realms of the initiated. By some queer trick of evolution we emerged-not as rats, but humans, proudly entering our sophomore year. Finding ourselves in possession of some of the gold nuggets, we determined to labor even harder that our riches might be increased. Here new perplexities awaited us but our greatest problem was arranging our lines in accordance with the rules of the Latins. At last, after many tests, we were told to march forward. Carrying our new supply of golden nuggets we entered our junior year. Looking back we were surprised how quickly our first two years had passed and realized how much our gains exceeded our difliculties. This year some of us continued to wrestle with the Latins while others attacked the French. Business demanded of others that their books be put in proper order and many had difficulty in working problems in squares, circles and angles. Again we gathered our golden nuggets and passed on to our senior year. Here our work was varied and hard. We were compelled to probe deeper into work already started as well as acquire new knowledge. Through all four years we kept in touch with great events and great people of all time through the pages of history and literature. This year the seniors have made every effort to make PUFFS AND PATCHES better both in size and quality than former ones. The results are a distinct credit to them. The Announcer this year has shown such marked improvements that we feel very proud of it. The time has come when we must invest our riches wisely. This cannot be done as a class but individually. Our instructors have done their part, now each one of us, according to his inclination, ability and opportunity. must choose a path, which we hope will lead to good citizenship and success. HELEN PERSINGER. Class Historian I2