Fuquay Springs High School - Greenbriar Yearbook (Fuquay Springs, NC)

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MASCOTS Page Twenty-Six TED WILLIAMS CINDY WILSON

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History Look with me, fellow classmates, into the dim past at our tree and its leaf clad branches called high school. 1 spring and the tree has a new branch with ninety-thr green leaves on it. The other three branches of upper-c! are calling us green freshmen.” We have elected for motion of our growth and development William Clark, dent; Betty Bruce Howard, vice-president; Janet Bullock, retary; Patricia Matthews, treasurer; and Betty Ann 1 lackney, student council representative. The F.H.A. and F.F.A., al| the F.T.A. were the organizations whichjkpyus in circumtiotlf with the other branches. SR fHk Spring has passed in no time, and we discover tbafeth ' $ ; of our leaves have moved to another |Scind of tree. The ex¬ perience from the spring has finally taught us to guide our sophomore class by our motto: It is better to light one little candle than to stumble and fall in the dark.” We have elected Carolyn Beck, president; Polly Adams, vice-president; Betty Ann Hackney, secretary; Patricia Matthews, treasurer; and Dottie and Anne Yeamans, afedent council representatives, to light some of these candles for us. Summer finds some of us eligible for the Monogram Club and proudly displaying those beautiful F’s.” Autumn has found us with serenty-two leaves remaining on our branch. Every remaining leaf has been caught in the thrilling winds of increasing activities. To organize us in our activities we have elected Polly Adams, president; Ross Olive, vice president; Louise Craig, secretary; Betty Ray Johnson, treasurer; and Michael Kannon and Betsy Gilbert, student council representatives. The beginning of this colorful season finds these leaves called juniors peddling candy and sponsor¬ ing a chicken supper with one goal in mind—the Junior- Senior Banquet and Prom. All of a sudden, a gust of wind picked us up in the midst of all the dreaming and scheming and blew us to Williamsburg where we mixed historical tours with loads of fun. As time grew nearer for the big event, we produced Aunt Lizzie Lives It Up for our junior play. We used the talents of Jane Byrd, Margaret Wood, Bobby Rans- dell, William Clark, Beverly Porter, Becky Stephenson, Bill Huber, Carolyn Beck, Peggy Tingen, Michael Kannon, Betsy Gilbert, Betty Bruce Howard, and Ross Olive and many others to make this play a success. Miss Ann Adams directed the play. When we went to the trunk of the tree to count our pennies, we delightfully discovered just enough to give the seniors a glorious banquet and prom. It was truly an Enchanted Eve¬ ning as all the fairies and elves danced in our midst. We fourte ®™pmbers to be initiated into the Beta Club r the hB|j§ ji%verage which had to be maintained for the timqt Some of the leaves were clustered in a newly form¬ ed Library Club. We have closed this busy and beautiful season by holding the candle arches in the Seniors’ Class Night. We had Betty Bruce Howard, Jane Byrd, Karen Prince, Linda Veasey, Betsy Gilbert, William Clark, Michael Kannon, Michael Williams, and Jackie Bullock as marshals for this occasion. Winter has come upon us, and we are protected from its bleakness by our class rings which distinguish us from all the other classes. Now that we have reached the top of this tree, we have elected Ross Olive, president ; Emily Wimberly, vice- president; Louise Craig, secretary; and Michael Kannon and Betsy Gilbert, student couficil representatives. Who are these people causing such a rustle in the remaining sixty-seven leaves? They are Michael Kannon, president of the student council; Kenneth Haij president of the Monogram Club; Janet Bullock, president of the F.H.A; William Clark, presi¬ dent of the local and county Beta Club; Betty Bruce Howard, president of the local F.T.A., and vice-president of the state F.T.A.; and making the most noise is Karen Prince, chief cheerleader; Carolyn Beck serves us well as editor of the Greenbriar and head majorette. Many of us leaves have rustled up; good song through the seasons of high school in the band glee club. 11 of us are ready to leave this branch and go on to the tree of higher learning or the tree of hard work. As we, the Class of ' 57, leave this branch, we carry with us many fond memories of the seasons which passed while we clung to the tree of high school. JANE BYRD, Class Historian Page Twenty-Eight