Decatur Boys High School - Caveat Emptor Yearbook (Decatur, GA)

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CLASS HISTORY Four years ago, more or less, we entered the portals of Decatur Boys' High. What a joy to be out of grammar school, but with that joy came the sorrow of being lowly freshmen. We were told of the awful horrors the upperclassmen enforced on the freshmen. So we walked blocks out of our way to avoid them. We got quite a bit of track practice keeping away from these horrible creatures. A new teacher, Mr. Huie, taught us the fundamentals of math and how to keep a math notebook. We learned from Miss Barrett that Latin is not a dead language, but a deadly one. Mr. McKneely and Mr. Allain tried to pound a little English into our thick skulls. Besides learning civics from Mr. Martin, we were shown a few football plays. Mr. Baskin informed us in science that the stuH we had been drinking was HQO. Stunt Night rolled around and we, the freshmen, showed everyone that really we were someone by capturing second place. By the time Christmas Holidays came we were most assuredly ready to get away from the drudgery of school. We soon learned the art of study- ing, or shall we say, studying as little as possible and still passing. We struggled through the last quarter exams, and those of us who were still sane left good old D. B. H. for a nice three months' rest. By September, we felt that maybe we were ready to try to struggle through another nine months of school. This time the scene was diEerent, now we were Sophomores. We were the hounds and the poor freshmen were the hares. We were the chasers and not the chased. We donned military uniforms and became cadets under Captain Leverett, who was later called to active duty and replaced by Lieutenant Hooker. We again tackled Latin under Miss Barrett. Mr. McKneely and Miss Culver were our English II teachers. Once every quarter we assembled the much talked about English notebooks. By the tune of the hickory stick, we learned from Mr. Culver why X times Y is equal to XY. Mr. Scott, with biology, familiar-ized us with how the human body worked. Some of us slipped in a few commercial subjects under Mr. Kirkpatrick. Again the class of '44 showed up as good actors by taking first place in Stunt Night. Time flew, in a manner of speaking, and summer vacation reared its head. With half of our high school education finished, unless you count the senior year double. we returned to school with high hopes. The main event this year was the Junior-Senior. How hard we worked to make this Junior'Senior the traditional Best the school has ever had. And we humbly admit that we lived up to this statement. The judges of Stunt Night prophesying the future and considering the future, and not wanting to give the class of '44 all the honors, gave us no favorable decision. Some of us being non-coms were proud to go to the Military Ball and a few attended the Sergeants' Breakfast. A few of the fortunate boys were elected to the National Honor Society. In the third year spelling we learned the true meaning of Caveat Emptor, let the buyer beware. This summer there was a dif- ferent picture. We had jobs to look forward to. So we set out to make our fortunes. At a long last our dreams were realized. We could now be called the historical phrase, the bald headed row. We were SENIORS. To our pleasant surprise when we walked into 311 to take our English IV, we had a man teacher, Mr. MeKneely. There was a special class for home economics so the boys could make good wives for the WACS and WAVES when they have won this war. Mr. Haymore being gone, Mr. Huie took over physics and did a good job of it. Besides being Seniors some of us were Cadet Oiiicers. They could now tell other people what to do. Some of us came to school half-dressed, namely, still with our pajama tops on. We were dealt with accordingly. Though with only one day 's practice, the class of '44 again came out on top in Stunt Night. We enjoyed the Junior-Senior very much, but of course it wasn't as good as the one we put on. Plans for the Annual were disrupted and we were nearly driven crazy, that is if we weren't already crazy. But it did at last go to press. This year we did more studying than the other three years combined. But finally with plenty of struggle we completed the journey through our four years of high school and obtained our 175 units. D. B. H. has made a permanent impression on our minds. We will always look back on it with fond memories. Now that we have finished school, we've got to go out and help straighten the terrible mess this world is in. But always we will remember good old D. B. H. and the wonderful times we have had here. WALLIS R1-JAGIN, Historian. 6 The 1944 Caveat Emptor

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