Falmouth High School - Indian Legend Yearbook (Falmouth, VA)

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- JAt Indian £e.g,end flaA ’ JAAty-thkee -— SALUTATORY Welcome, friends, faculty, and fellow-students to this, the farewell party of the class of ’43. We are exceedingly happy to have reached this goal, our first real step toward a great success. We wish to express our thanks to the faculty, our parents, and our many friends for all they have done for us, for without the kindness and patience they have shown us, we would not be here tonight proclaiming this final purpose. Each member of the class is proud to be here tonight, having attained this honorable success. However, saying good-bye to our school days and classmates is not a cheerful task. We will always have this day to re¬ member and to look back upon with both joy and sorrow. It is a privilege and a pleasure to extend to you a most sincere welcome to this program— ' the Class Night of the 1943 Seniors. Leathie Mae Jett. TWENTY-FOUR

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OAz Indian £z end fro-l ’O ' .vAly-tPi’izz JOHN CLIFT Basketball Team. “That’s a matter of opinion.” Never missing in a crowd of girls. SADIE COAKLEY Senior English Club. A swell friend. Willing to help. FLORENCE PAYNE Head of Office Force, Vice-President of Junior Class, Vice-President of English Club, Glee Club, Commercial Club, Annual Staff, Treasurer of Junior League, Cheer Leader, President of Dance Club. Ring that bell. A most promising student. “Root six times!” TWENTY-THREE

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—JAt Indian £,eqe,nd J Qa ' ity.-tfikez - VALEDICTORY ’43 Parents, Members of the Faculty, Friends, and Classmates: We, the Class of ’43, are meeting tonight for our last time to bid you farewell. It is my privilege and honor to bring this message to you. We have spent many happy days within this building where we have assembled countless times. We have had our days of happiness and of sor¬ row; we have had our trials and rewards together. Our teachers have given us words of advice about our work, encouraged us when we were down¬ hearted ,and have been patient with us at all times. We will always retain these memories with gladness but a certain sorrow because we can never go back to them. Some of our classmates have already been called to the service of our country and cannot be here tonight. They have begun the great adven¬ ture which we are about to undertake— The Adventure of Life.” It is our great misfortune that we must start in a world of war, strife, and un¬ happiness; but we cannot let that hold us back. There must be no linger¬ ing along the way, no shirking of responsibility, no excuses. We must prove the value of the instruction we have received and become workers tor the good of humanity. Our diploma will be of little use to us unless we can look ahead with our chins high, determination in our eyes, and courage in our hearts. We will have to make our own choices now—not wait for some one to do it for us —because the older generations are depending upon us to bring back, not the same, but a better world, one in which we can live, love, and worship as we please. That is our duty and there are a number of ways in which we can fulfill it: (1) Some of us will enter the Armed services. (2) Some will enter the business world. (3) Others will enter the field of Medicine. (4) A few of us will go on to higher education in order to be able to understand and help others to understand the prob¬ lems of the coming peace. (5) And above all, we must all be loyal and patriotic citizens of this great country of ours. This is a difficult task we have before us and we realize it fully; how¬ ever, thanks to the patience of our teachers, the sacrifices of our parents, and the cooperation of our friends, we feel sure that we can succeed. Members of the faculty, we wish to extend to you our thanks and ap¬ preciation for all you have done, and we hope that our achievements in later years will prove a gratifying reward for your many efforts in our behalf. To our parents, we wish to express our love and appreciation for their hard work in sending us to school and our hope that they will never have cause to be disappointed in us. And now, friends and classmates, the time has come to say goodby to you, to our dear school, and to our happy past. Although the hour is dark and the future may appear forbidding, I feel sure that each of us can truly say in the words of William Ernest Henley’s great poem “Invictus”: “It matters not how straight the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the Captain of my soul.” Doris Posey. TWENTY-FIVE