Eureka High School - Eu Re Hi Ke Yearbook (Eureka, NC)

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Class Motto Not For Ourselves, But For Others” Class Flower Red Rose Class Colors Red and White Class Poem We, the Seniors of ’52, Graduate with a smile to you; For it was you who gave us the courage to face those problems that were not trimmed with lace. It was you helped us most; You, who struggled with us to this very post. We realize that we face a future that can’t always be bright; but thank you so much for holding high for us our light. May we take it now and carry it with us; for we know now that leave you we must. So farewell to you now, farewell to you all; And thanks for so faithfully answering our every call. by Barbara R. Bartlett

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iTasf Will ' Testament We, the members of the famed class of ' 52, realizing that the remainder of our days in E. H. S. are few, and being of sound body and comparatively sound mind, do hereby bequeath to the Juniors our worldly possessions, our charming ways and our charming personalities. As a class we wish to bequeath the following: First: Our desks, classrooms, and immovable fixtures we leave to the school; all movable fixtures probably to disappear with us when we depart this seat of learning. Second: To our teachers, we leave our friends and relatives in succeeding classes, with a heartfelt prayer for their mutual happiness. As individuals, we would like to leave our following qualities to our schoolmates: 1, Douglas Murray, do will and bequeath my way with the women to G. C. Morris, to be passed on if not needed. I, Billy Langston, do will and bequeath my promise of absolute loyalty to Sally Parrish in the hope that she will return the same. I, Betty Bradshaw, do will and bequeath that intangible something called technique” to Annie Rose Smith. I, Wilhelmina Chase, do will and bequeath my luck in love to Faye Sauls. 1, Shirley Murray, do will and bequeath my never-fail flirting technique to Joyce Lancaster in the hope that she will make good use of it. I, Ann Sauls, do will and bequeath my ability to play basketball to Kay Taylor. 1, Mary Daily Morris, do will and bequeath my certain somethin’ to Ruth Cooke. We, Bormie Howell, Muriel Williford, and Velva Pender do will and bequeath our quiet ways to Betty Lois Jordon, Hilda Hollingsworth, and Dot Frazier. 1, Jimmy Winders, do will and bequeath my enormous and substantial feet to the ’53 basketball team, believing it to be sadly in need of a firm foundation. 1, Ruth Hamm, do will and bequeath my business intelligence to Floyd Ray Sauls. I, Barbara Bartlett, do will and bequeath my ability to get along with people to Edith Sauls. I, Marie Edmundson, do will and bequeath my innocent looks and ways to Inez West. I, Charles Davis, do will and bequeath my place on the basketball team to Leon Mooring. I, Billy Bartlett, do will and bequeath my wolfish ways to Bobby Herring. I, Louise Yelverton, do will and bequeath that quality called glamour” to Colleen Kearney. I, Melvin Sauls, do will and bequeath my spot on the substitutes’ bench to Carl Richard Becton, thinking that he’ll need it since he’s worn his out. I, Earl Lancaster, do will and bequeath my neatness to Johnny Edmundson. I, George Yelverton, do will and bequeath my sweet looks” to Wayne Harrison. I, Charles Boyette, do will and bequeath my interesting personality to Billy Sauls. I, Alma Sauls, do will and bequeath my habit of giggling in class to Patricia Howell. I, Marie Barnette, do will and bequeath my cute ways with the boys to Norma Ann Smith. I, Gladys Darden, do will and bequeath my dependability to Selby Grant. I, Harlowe Pender, do will and bequeath my glamorous hair-do to Jerry Cockrell. I, Christine Lewis, do will and bequeath my charming manners to Frances Kearney. In this manner, we dispose of our possessions, and do declare this to be our Last ' Will and Testament. Signed: Shirley Murray Mary Daily Morris

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There ' s a gleam in our eye Guess you ' re wondering why. But you really should know why it ' s there. With such power in our smile. Since we ' ve come the last mile With our happiness with you to share. Though our days have been long. Our hopes are still strong For a future we hope will be bright. We ' ll be happy all the while and at all times smile And carry the bright shining light. Tonight our eyes are smiling. Our life has just begun. You can hear the Seniors laughter As they bring back songs they ' ve sung. When Seniors hearts are happy. All the world seems bright and gay. And now classmates eyes are smiling So to you farewell we ' ll say. Here ' s to our colors white and blue Dear old Eureka how we love you. And to prove our faith in thee We ' ll go onward to victory. Rah! Rah! Rah! We love our school, she stands for right We ' ll pull for her with all our might. We ' re proud of her, she ' s our friend We ' ll love her until the end. Rah! Rah! Rah! Here ' s to our colors white and blue Dear old Eureka how we love you. And to prove our faith in thee We ' ll go onward to victory. by Barbara and Louise