Hampton High School - Krabba Yearbook (Hampton, VA)

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Senior Class History F OUR years ago, in September, 1921, we entered Hampton High School as freshmen. Most of these same students now form our senior class. Among the number were many from Syms-Eaton, John M. Willis and George Wythe schools. After completing the courses required in the grammar schools, these students journeyed to old Hampton High to begin their high school course. The day on which we entered this institution marked one of the most important eras in our lives. During our freshman year we accomplished much. We had parties, pic¬ nics and various other forms of amusement, not to mention thrilling encounters with the sophomores. We did not neglect the academic side of our school life. As our freshman officers, we elected: President, Booth Graham; Vice-President, Virginia Batten; Secretary, George Torian ; and Treasurer, Wallace Hicks. Under the careful guidance of these class officers we accomplished more than was expected of us. We studied hard and when September, 1922, rolled around, we found our old class hack at Hampton High School, not as fresh¬ men, hut as sophomores. When we entered as sophomores, we found we had lost several of our class¬ mates. Some were attending other schools; others had found employment, or interests elsewhere. However, many from Phoebus High School joined us and have been with us the remaining three years of our high school life. As our sophomore officers, we chose: President, Florence Messick; Vice-President, Kathryn Pace; Secretary, Alton Buchanan; and Treasurer, Virginia Batten. During our sophomore year we also had dances and parties, which we enjoyed; hut we had started out to reach another goal—that of receiving our Hampton High School diplomas, and we refused to allow other interests to monopolize all of our valuable time. Accordingly, therefore, we studied as hard as we played, and in June, 1923, we found ourselves no longer sophomores, hut upper classmen, juniors. As juniors of our dear old high school, we more than ever realized the responsibilities which each of us shouldered. We had more to accomplish, we were nearer our goal and we would not shirk out duties. Since we were now upper classmen, our faculty and fellow-students expected more of us and we decided to fulfill all expectations to the best of our several abilities. We fur¬ nished the athletic teams with material, as we had also done during our preced¬ ing two years, and we were represented in practically all of the activities of the high school. This was, also, the year during which we were responsible for the annual Junior-Senior picnic. We worked hard and gave the seniors a never-

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EL VIE ESTELLE WOOD “Strawberry Blonde” “Ellie” Commercial Club, ' 24; Typist for Pioneer, ' 25. If we all knew our lessons like Ellie, And made the honor roll as oft as she, If we never feared a test or exam. What pleasure going to school would be! HELEN WORROCK “Peg” “Hennie” Woodrow Wilson Literary Society, ' 25; French Club, ’25. Helen is a worker , But her work will be over soon, We’ll all be sorry to lose her On that final day in June. MARGUERITE LATIMER WRAY “Marge” Music Appreciation Club, ' 24, ' 25; Glee Club, ' 25; Journalism Club, ' 25; High School Orchestra, ' 25; Woodrow Wilson Literary So¬ ciety, ' 25; French Club, ' 25. Marguerite is another Senior Who climbs the narrow way, And by her musical talent She makes things bright and gay. WILLIAM WRIGHT “Buck” French Club, ' 24. William’s our old reliable sport As well as a knowledge seeker, Although he is no radio fan, He’s the class’ noted loud speaker. StJchnsChurch 7, ' h

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to-be-forgotten ])icnic up the James river. We worked hard in our classes, so that we might not fall behind and lose our chosen goal. We had chosen at the first of the year our officers, who helped us uphold the standards of our Alma Mater. Our junior pilots were: President, Wilton Jones; Vice-President, Virginia Batten; Secretary, Kathryn Pace; and Treasurer, Elese White. It was largely with their help that we accomplished all that we did. Then in September, 1924, we returned to our dear school as seniors. We were on our last stretch, with only one year before we would be leaving our Alma Mater , as students, forever. We were older and the realization came to us more than ever before that we had responsibilities to shoulder and duties to perform. We could not shirk. We could not drop out. We must continue our course and do ourselves, our class, and our school the honor we owed them. We elected our senior officers as follows: President, James Daly; Vice-Presi¬ dent, Miller Hanger; Secretary, Sadie Marchant and Treasurer, Bessie Bertschey. Our class symbols we chose: Colors, black and gold; Motto, “Finished, Yet Beginning”; and flower, black-eyed susan. Passed were our first three milestones. We were aiming toward our last and we were determined to reach it with flying colors. This year we have accomplished more than we ever have before. We have had dances and other socials, and we have enjoyed them; however, as seniors, social life has not interfered with our academic work. We have worked hard and have at last reached our chosen goal. We have accomplished what we set out to gain four years ago, and we know our efforts have not been in vain. Our aim has been reached, and what more could we ask? We, as students, have tried to uphold the standards and traditions of Hampton High School, and when we ieave these walls, it is the wish of each one of us that in whatever field our chosen life work may be we will always have our same old Hampton spirit and have at heart our beloved school and our class. As we leave our dear Old Hampton High And embark on the sea of life, We wonder in the years to come When we encounter the turmoils of life , If ever another time will come When xve’ll all be together again. Or if our after lives will be spent Just scattered about in the great race of men. So, dear Hampton High, we sing thee praise, And also unto thee, our class, We sing that everlasting praise To our own beloved, dear School and Class. —Kathryn Pace, ’25.