Hebbardsville High School - Varsity Yearbook (Hebbardsville, KY)

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CHaSS Jlistor y In the fall of 1939, we started in Hebbardsville School as Seventh Graders with H. F. Smith as our principal. The students that entered Junior High this year came from several different schools, and we numbered about forty-four. This year we learned all about the school and where our classrooms were. The next year we were in the Eighth Grade and Newman Sharp was our principal. At the end of school this year we received our diplomas. We were so happy having completed our courses in Junior High. In the year ’41 we started in our first year of high school with H. A. Jones as our principal. They called us green”, but we thought we were smart. The summer passed slowly. Finally, September came and this year we were Silly Sophomores and again Mr. Jones was our principal. By this time we thought we could make the grades in order to graduate. In the fall of ’43 we came back to H. H. S., and we were so proud to be Jolly Juniors. This year J. O. Ward was our principal. At the beginning of this year we selected our class rings. In December the Junior Class gave their play titled This Thing Called Love.” We ended this year by entertain- ing the Seniors at our Junior-Senior reception at the Montgomery-Spence Tea Room. Finally, the fall of ’44 came when we were Dignified Seniors, and this year Mrs. Virginia Farley was our principal. We started this year by selecting our caps, gowns, and invitations the first week of school. From the year 1939 to 1945 some have left our class and some have joined until now we find ourselves a class of fourteen. Our school days are over for most of us. Some will go to college, some will seek a fortune in life, and some will marry, but wherever we are we will always remember our school days at dear old H. H. S. — Betty Overton.

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CU Wotto The greater the trials the wore glorious the triumph. CLASS COLORS Royal Blue and 'White CLASS FLOWER Red Rosebuds CLASS POEM We have come to the end of the chapter. But the book we have hardly begun; And though yet there be many another We will ever remember this one. We aspired to the highest achievements — Were determined to conquer or die. We have given our best to Old Hebbardsville, And at last we must bid it Good-bye.” We are loathe now to part with our teachers And our schoolmates so happy and gay. But a higher duty is calling us on. And so we must be off and away. Though the days and the years may pass swiftly. And though we may gain wisdom and fame We'll always remember the dear old school And the ideals that it taught us to frame. — Edna Broadley.

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We, the Senior Class of the Hebbardsville High School, being of sound mind and having the fear of no human being before our eyes, save that of our principal and our superintendent, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament. To our faculty, we will our hearts full of gratitude for all they have done for us in the past years, realizing that without them our success would not have been accomplished. To the Juniors, we give and bequeath our seats on the right side of the auditorium with the request that the said scats be occupied with the gravity and impressiveness befitting our successors. To the Sophomores, we bequeath our wonderful intellectual powers which have brought us to our present enviable position. To the Freshmen, we give and bequeath all our courage, forbearance, and endurance, knowing out of our own past experience that only the strongest and bravest will survive the tests of four years and come at last to graduation. To the Junior High School, we will all the unsolicited advice, information, reproofs, and admonitions of our beloved teachers. We regret to add this burden to their lot, but we feel that anything so freely given away as said advice must be of trifling value, and not worth re- taining in our minds and memories when we depart from this institution. To all boys and girls everywhere, we give zest and zeal to enter and eventually to gradu- ate from high school. To certain underclassmen, we bequeath the following individual possessions: I, Betty Overton, do will and bequeath my quiet and dignified manner to Mary Jo Freeman. I, Claude Williams, do will and bequeath my worn geometry book to Leslie Clark. I, Lorcnc Griffin, do will and bequeath my desire to be an efficient nurse to Sara Crafton. I, Elbridgc Boatmon, do will and bequeath my Jitterbug Steps and wavy hair to Freddie Mills. I, Anna Elizabeth Van Bussum, do will and bequeath the right and connected honors of writing the class will of 1946 to Irene Staples. I, Martha Lou Heinz, do will and bequeath my giggles to Marie Moss. I, Marshall Galloway, do will and bequeath my ability for making love in school to Charles Davis. I, Edna Broadley, do will and bequeath my black, wavy hair to Anna Louise Hall. I, Hilton Hazlcwood, do will and bequeath my love for the teachers to Douglas Allgood. I, Carolyn Newman, do will and bequeath my ability to make friends to Mildred Williams. I, Louis Tapp, do will and bequeath my quietness and good manners to Edward Overton. I, Frances Golday, do will and bequeath my humorous character to Grace Wilson. I, Charles Reach, do will and bequeath my ability to argue and get flustrated to Murray Newman. I, Mary Martin Musgrave, do will and bequeath my ability as cheerleader to Virginia Bos- well. We, the undersigned, do hereby solemnly affirm to the best of our knowledge and belief this is the last will and testament of the Senior Class of Hebbardsville High School in the year 1945, and in the presence of the said class do hereby set our seal upon it. (Signed) Anna Elizabeth Van Bussum. Witnesses: Carolyn Newman Martha Lou Heinz