Fredericksburg High School - Rapahanoc Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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Rapahanoc ’Twenty-two Class Evening Program Class Song . President’s Address Salutatory . History. Song Prophecy.. Presentation Class Will Poem. Song . .. Valedictory .. Song ... . Class ..Alwyn Hundley M arian Weedon Elizabeth Young ... Class Rebecca Briggs .Ruth Dillard Jeffries Chewning .Ruby Dillard . Class .Kate Gouldin . Class 26

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NORMAN EDWARD ALLEN “The world hears little from its worthiest men” Norman is a scholar, and gentleman. He is quiet, but all genii are. “Once your friend always your friend’’. As Courtney, in the Senior play, “Next Door,” he was a “real go”, and if he makes love off the stage as he does on it, he certainly will be a “ladies’ man”. Norman’s chief aim in life is to be a Medical Missionary and what better aim could any man have? Twentieth Century Literary Society, ’ 19- ' 20 ; Echo Literary Society, ’20-’21 ; Senior Literary Society, ’21- ' 22; Dram¬ atic Club, ’21 -’22 ; Advertising Manager of “Rapahanoc”, ’21-’22. WILLIAM JEFFRIES CHEWNING, JR. “Dance, woman and song “Jeff” is popular with everyone, and es¬ pecially with the girls. He is full of music and has become famous for beating a drum. He is very fond of numerals, especially nine”. He always keeps his hair slick and shining with “Oil de Brillantine de Rodolph Valentino. Ever since Jeff” saw Rodolph Valentino in “The Shiek he has tried to grow side-burns, we wish him success. Jeff ' s chief aim in life is to take General Perish¬ ing’s place, keep on working Jeff you’re start¬ ed well. Treasurer of Twentieth Century Liter¬ ary Society, ' 19-’20; Secretary of Echo Literary Society, ’20-’21 ; Member of High School Orchestra, ’20-’21 -’22 ; Mem¬ ber of Hi-Y Club, ’21 -’22 ; Member of Athletic Association, ’20-’21 -’22 ; Senior Literary Society, ’21 -’22; Tennis Club, ’21 -’22; Track Team, ’21- 22; Assistant Music Editor of “Rapahanoc”, ’21-’22; Last Will and Testimony, ’22; Latin Dramatic Society, ’21 -’22; Dramatic Club, ’21-’22. 25

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F. H. S. On the banks of tile Rappahannock And the ancient King ' s highway. At the head of navigation And the tide from Chesapeake Bay, Stands a city old and honored; May her shadow ne’er grow less And the jeiuel of that city Is the high school F. H. S. Chorus. Hail. Hail, to F. H. S., Our own beloved High; Tho her pathways may be rugged, W e will leave her with a sigh. In the years before us, her name we’ll always bless, For she ' s our foster mother — Our beloved F. H. S. Four square to the winds of heaven; Four square to truth and right, May she stand four square forever Gainst ignorance and strife. May she ever bear with honor And her sons and daughters bless, The flag that flies above her — Our beloved F. H. S. 27