Hebbardsville High School - Varsity Yearbook (Hebbardsville, KY)

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CLASS HISTORY By Jean Ball How rapidly time passes. It seems only yesterday when we entered school in the fall of thirty-six with thirty-five mem- bers. The years passed rapidly and we reached the seventh grade with thirty-five members. Everyone was excited. We had a hard time learning the right classrooms, but we did it. We graduated from the eighth grade with thirty-two members. Then came High School, and although everyone called us green freshmen we thought we were pretty smart. The next year passed with several of our classmates dropping out. Mrs. Farley was our principal during our freshman and sophomore years. In the fall of forty-six we started off with a bang as Jolly Juniors. This year we had a new principal, who was ready and willing to help us in every way. We also presented our Junior Play,' Mama's Baby Boy under the very capable direction of Mrs. David Gibson. Now we are Seniors with fourteen members, and although we say we are glad school is over, we will always remember our school days at dear old H. H. S.

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 T j S D k V a 6 i t y $ s { j j f s [ s s s s s ) s s s s s s s s s s s s j j s s J j } } - FACULTY EDNA BROADLEY Cctmpbellsville College First Grade LORA C. CLARK Western State Teachers College Second Grade BETT1E DUNCAN Western State Teachers College Fourth Grade MARY EDNA HEINZ Western State Teachers College Fifth Grade MRS. MILDRED SMITH Eastern State Teachers College Sixth Grade MRS. MAYME HAGAN Western State Teachers College Third Grade — 6 —

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 ) 3 f h e CLASS MOTTO V Live to learn and learn to live. a FLOWER r 5 American Red Rose. • i t CLASS COLORS y Red and White. s s s s s J s s s CLASS POEM Our school days are over. But our lives have just begun For classmates and teachers The first great score is won. But are hearts are saddened As we find the time draws near When we shall have to leave our school And our friends who are so dear. s ! s j s We've worked and strived together, To reach the goals we've set. Our trials and our triumphs Are things we'll not forget. s { ) { f ! { s Although our lives pass swiftly, And we achieve success and fame We'll remember the help of our teachers And the ideals they taught us to frame. Imogene Wilson s s s — 8 — s i i