Hebbardsville High School - Varsity Yearbook (Hebbardsville, KY)

Page 16 text:

1949 Class History Twelve long years ago members of the class of 1949 en- rolled in various schools for the first time. Only four members of the 1937 class have completed their entire twelve years of schooling at Hebbardsville. They are: Martha Staples, Frances Stone, Fielding Williams, and Preston Johnson. The rest of the present Senior Class of thirteen members have joined these four in the grades or in high school. We entered the seventh grade with an enrollment of 23, but when we graduated from the eighth grade, we had lost 3 members. Then we were Freshmen and Sophomores, with everyone calling us green and silly , but we thought we were pretty smart. We spent much of our time studying, but still found time to have fun- In the fall of '47 we started as Jolly Juniors, with Harry W. Lindenberg, Jr. as our principal. This was the year that the class presented the play, Socially Ambitious. This year, our twelve years of schooling end. We will al- ways be grateful to our parents for providing us with the op- portunity to receive a high school education, and to our teachers for the patience and consideration they have shown through the years that we were with them. — 12 —

Page 15 text:

CLASS MOTTO Don't stare up the steps, Step up the stairs. FLOWER Red Rose COLORS Red and White CLASS POEM It was twelve years ago when we first started to school. To work lor our grades and leam the golden rule. We were all so eager and wanting to learn. That we listened intensely to cur elders, who then were so stem. But years have passed, and its time to leave, For our goals we have reached, and success we have achieved. Our school days behind us, our future ahead, And a road full of hardships that we have yet to tread. Our hearts are saddened as the day draws near, When we shall depart from our school so dear. Our teachers before us with smiles so sweet, With our problems we went and they helped us defeat. When the doors open again next year, The seniors of '49 will not be here. But memories of us that will linger fcrever, Of a class who have shared their troubles together. — 11 —

Page 17 text:

Class Prophecy One afternoon when my tasks as housewife were finished and I was waiting for Jimmie to come home from the office, I sat down to read the paper. I saw a picture of a large coal mine, owned and operated by a certain boy that Carol Sandefur had always adored. It is the largest mine in Hender- son County, and Miss Sandefur is secretary. As I skimmed on down the page, I saw that Charles Crafton had captured Two Ton Tony , public enemy number 1. He is Chief of Detectives on the California police force, and is now covering a baffling murder case. Fielding Williams has been appointed president of the University of Kentucky, and is trying to keep the school on its feet. As I turned to the sports page, what did my eyes see but that Preston Johnson, a former baseball player, is now playing professional baseball with the Detroit Tigers. He is the highest paid catcher in the Major League. As I looked farther, I noticed the announcement of Frances Stone's engagement to William Knight. William is a general in the army, stationed in New Jersey. Frances is head of Belk-Henderson's ready-to-wear store. The date will be set later. I also saw that Lela Bell Chinn had reached her goal — getting married that is — and is now living in Evansville. Glancing on through the paper I saw that Altha Lois Mauzey is teaching music at Bosse High School in Evansville- Also, I noticed that Martha Staples has graduated from college and is putting her education to use. She is teaching Home Economics at Hebbards- ville High School. Carolyn Sinkhorn is now home for a vacation with her parents. She is accompanied by her fiance. Miss Sinkhorn has been studying to be a beautician at Bowling Green College. Last, but not least, I saw Martha Neil Tapp had a slight shock while working at the Southern Bell Telephone Company, but is recovering rapidly. I was surprised to see the news about our former classmates, because only yesterday Jimmie and I were wondering about our graduating class of Heb- bardsville High School. Who am I? Why, I am Wilma Sugg Staples. — 13 —