Ensley High School - Jacket Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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THE President's Address Ct LTY. Friends and Students: In our hearts we feel the inclina- tion to say “Kind friends and beloved faculty. even though the dignity of the occasion, as interpreted by our predecessors, forbids so familiar a term. Faculty, friends and students, we. the class of 1920. greet you all and welcome you Ibis morning to oar class day exercises on this, the twenty-seventh day of May, in the year of oar l.ord nineteen hundred and twenty. This is our day. although no horoscope announced the fact, nor did the stars turn aside from their courses to proclaim it. This is the last time that we. as a class, can sit in this grand old hall as undergraduates. The historian will turn hack the leaves into the past and recall to our minds pictures and events that will appeal to both mind and heart, and the prophet will fly forward into the future, painting pictures which will beckon us onward, but for me who says the parting words, there is only the minor key of sorrow and regret over the close of our school days. Four long and busy years we have worked and played together, but “busy days arc happy days, brimming over with care.” Sometimes the pathway has been thorny, but the ever-ready faculty has been willing to help, and now the joyful thought of wearing a cap and gown has at last reached a pleasant fulfillment. The events of this day and of the past school days will be remembered and recalled with pleasure, perhaps with pride, while we go into the vale of years ahead. We hear the aged of today rehearse the scenes of their youth and in like manner shall we revive the memories of our school when the l attles of life have been fought and we sit down to repose after the burden and heat of things of the past. Then little incidents which hardly seem worth telling will possess a deeper meaning and will linger longer in our imagination. Today with its trials and triumphs will he regarded as an epoch in llu career of some of us. as a dav worth remembering by all of us. We can not take leave of these familiar walls and sunder the pleasant associations which have bound us together here without acknowledging the debt of gratitude we owe to our school and our teachers for their fostering care. We have too little experience in the duties and responsibilities of active life to understand fully and appreciate the value of the intellectual and moral training we have received in this place, hut we know that we are the wiser and better for it. We know that without it we could make neither a moral nor a business success. This is the day of our graduation from Knslcy High School. We shall probably enter into a totally different sphere. Then, and only then, shall we realize that “all education is not found in hooks. and cherish the memories of dear associations formed within these halls. It is mv earnest desire that we shall think of our school days, not as a brief interlude hut as a vital hit of experience to guide us in later years, and that we shall always remember those ideals of honor, loyalty and faithfulness instilled within us during our sojourn here.

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mm - gu. ■ 3= ° Tl’RNER, Ll'CILE “Seal” Athletic Association; Antonian. Ambition To bo happy always. If she will she will arid you nmy depend on It.. If won’t she won't untl that’s an oml of It. WALKER, RAYMOND ELLIS AthlecY Association: Dramatic: Captain R. • . t c.: Pros Club: Qlee Club: Treasurer Lyric Club; jonii ;” College hays;” Excuse Me.” Ambition To ! • an engineer. Every Inch a sport, ami many Inches. WEAVER, FRED “Buck” C. H. S.—Athletic Association; Football ’17. E. II. S. Athletic Association; Itasebnll ’IS. ’lfr; Track ’IS: Secretary and Treasurer Vocational Class ’ll ; Shakespearean. Ambition To sparkle for a St.ark.” The tnlml Is the standard of the man. WHATLEY. MOLISSA HULLA Argon'an ; Athletic Association; Pro«mm Committee Commercial Chib. Ambition To tell hr. Phillips of his “Golden Opportunities.” Her smile Is like the tnornlm; sun which Imrsts the clouds apart. YOI'NII, HESS ANTHONY ” Isabel lM Athletic A'soclati »n; Marshal and Decoration Committee for Antonians. Ambition Not to he Young” always. Goodness In her presence shines. 22

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And now. classmates, m parting message to you, in the words of ;i poet, is: “Ihiild thee more stalely mansions, O my soul. As the swift seasons roll! Leave lh low-vaulted past! Let each new temple. Holder than the last. Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast. Till thou at length art free. Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!” Cf.Airp Smithson. President. o The Dawning of a New Day At 1mm I tin- goal Ik Hi most reached Toward vvli'ch wo aimed anil wnrkotl. Tl '» many Hint while half way sought, Around us the spirit of doubt lias crept and lurked. I.Ike a day that Ik cone when the mm goes down. I .Ik - tlio twilight tint fast fades into night. Our journey It seems hn » been but a dreiim- yet who would say. Turn buck. «» Time, turn Isiek In your lllichl? Tin very thought of urn dilution Bring to .-very heart a joy, a gleaming ray. 1 tut MlCiiJirhl Unger before os Thai It’s the dttwninK «»f a new and. let us hope, a greater day. Our hopes and ambitions vary. Wandering far and wide. But may they Ik? spanned by courage mid strength And returned at the dawn or the future on fortune’s golden tide. We shall always cherish our high school days As a precious memory till Hie last. And the spirit of dear old E. II. S. will forever Bo kept by each and all as a treasured golden cask. Today the tie must lie hrok a That tuts no closely linked our hearts ns one. But sometime, somewhere. In soon hallowed day to come May this priceless link be found and link our hearts again as one. We may hitch our wagon to a star To go to the Ian I of golden dreams. But rememlicrlng that No flowery road leads to glory And things are not always what they seem.” The far ojT hills of our happy valley Lie Just ahead in rosy light. Ami Fate seems left behind. But every cloud that's fringed with gold Isn't always silver lined. May the happiest Jovn of yesterday Be the saddest cares of tomorrow. May the brightest hopes of today lie the greatest fortune ever after. So as wc row our host down the silver sen of time May we catch a glittering ray on the horizon of success, the summit sublime Gleaming in colors of the ohl gold and black And written In golden letters. Strive onward and never turn hack.' 21 Ruby McLeod, ’-‘0.