Greencastle Antrim High School - Conococheague Yearbook (Greencastle, PA)

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OUI2 HISIZOR The last paragraph of this history has not been written. What is seen here is a history incomplete. There is space only for the skeleton of events, which for the pastsfour years, have been the life of the class of '54. What cannot be told are the thoughts which passed through the one hundred and eight minds that bright day in September 1950, when Greencastle High School, the dream, became Greencastle High School, the reality. Looking back, we recall with pleasure the first friendships formed, the first awkward efforts in typing, the first experimental tongue-twisting with French phonetics, the first shyness with a variety of new teachers. Like most freshmen, the class of '54 spent its first few weeks in finding classrooms, getting ac- quainted with schedules, and later electing its first class officers: Frank Carbaugh, Rona ld Swope, Ronald Fisher, and Russell Clever. When we entered G.H.S. in the fall of '51, we were no longer the greenies , but sophisticated sophomores, finding new experiences in biology, field trips, and establishing ourselves in glee club, varsity and junior varsity sports. Class officers for this year were Ronald Fisher, Donald Clary, Henrietta Goetz and Phyllis Hicks. The junior year is always one of great anticipation and argumentation. Having chosen Rona ld Fisher, Martha Shank, Don Clary and Joan Hager as our leaders, we were off to an exciting year. After many hectic discussions, the class colors, white and gold, and the class flower, white carnation, were elected. Our class motto became Climb high, climb far, our aim the sky, our goal the stars, and we wrote our class song to the tune of Alexander's Rag Time Band. In March of this year, there was much flashing of new class rings, and with the aid of Mrs. Lehman, we presented our first dramatic production, The Form Divine. We finished the year with a memorable tour of the Gettysburg battlefield. At last in September of 1953, we had climbed high. We were seniors. True, our number had di- minished to sixty-one, but the prestige of being seniors was ours. We were still proud of our large per- centage of varsity athletes, of our aid to the new News Club, and our preparation of the year book. With the hoot of an owl, and a ghost draped in blue, we kept the audience in suspense during our production of Mystery in Blue. The final goal is, of course, graduation. There is no finis at the end of this history. It will be relived many times in the minds of the members of the class of '54. . In if U as-si s Q50 . ,VW Sponsored by SHRA NGRI-LA