Howard High School - Rebel Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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OF OUR LIVES ,. .., LN At Christmas, we Juniors and Seniors, col- laborated on a rip roarin ' party in the Library. Although it was fun, our greatest pleasure was 'filling the baskets for a needy family. Our Junior year was full of excitement and hard work-a gay, glittering, star-studded talent show to earn the wherewithal for a glamorous Junior Prom-a Cinderella ball- from cinder hearth to pumpkin coach. The story of Cinderella in murals, painted by Walter Armistead, James Jett, Vernon South- erland, Johnny Miller, and Douglas Tenpenny transformed the library into fairyland. When the clock struck twelve, the only glass slipper found was sorrowfully packed away in the prop room. After the excitement of the prom, everyone was looking forward to June and vacation, especially Betty Jo Owen, who had been chosen to represent Howard at Volunteer Girls' State. Back to school in the fall and hard at work again. Marilyn Littlejohn received a twenty- five dollar check from the Lion Oil Company for her essay, What I Want from Education. Peggy Booth, as Victoria Borge, was award- ed the prize at the Penny Carnival Variety Show. Her election as President of the Inter- High Student Councils of Davidson County was an honor to Peggy and to Howard School. As the Yuletide season rolled around, everyone began making plans for the Christ- mas festivities. The Junior and Senior Choruses joined forces to present a beautiful program, The Song of Christmas. On the gayer side were our plans for the Christmas party. We again decided to fill a food basket for a needy family. Our plans for both were very successful. In December the honor students were chosen. Joy Williams received the D. A. R. Medal and Leon Ruben the Civitan Award. Walking away with the scholastic achieve- ments for the Senior Class were Betty Jo Owen, Valedictorian, and Joy William, Salu- tatorian. Graduation spring proved to be a hectically busy time-the annual went to press on March 1. But the pressure was not off. The senior play a delightful comedy, The Red Headed Step Child, was ready to go into pro- duction, the pageant, Out of a Dream,', com- memorating the twelfth anniversary of Howard was being written-festival music and graduation music were being practiced. Finally .I une 5 arrived. We graduated in caps and gowns, the girls lovely in white, the boys distinguished in green, our school colors and class colors as well. We were very proud to graduate from Howard High, the first class in the Nashville City schools to complete our secondary education under one roof. DOROTHY TANKERSLEY p I g '33 .V . X' 'tt mf if I I I

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THE , 5,1 gf p 5-1 . In September of 1940, we, a troop of small children clinging to our mothers' hands, swarmed into the beautiful big new red school-Howard School. We were met by Mrs. Mary Keaton and Mrs. Sarah Stamps who now direct the destinies of our small brothers and sisters. This phase of readin', 'riting, and 'rithmetic lasted for six years. One of the things we most remember about our grammar school days was the sesqui- centennial held in 1946. Sixth graders, we were proud to be chosen to participate in this pageant. In costumes of red, white, and blue we formed a flag of the United States, while Miss Tennesseel' was added to the union. Then came the great day when we crossed the halls to the high school side -seventh graders-proud junior highs. We were joined by the classes from Lipscomb and Fall. A new school life began-home rooms, a differ- ent teacher for each subject, and long antici- pated ugymf' The thrills and excitement of variety shows, plays, and ball games were now ours. Seventh, eighth, ninth-these years soon passed and commencement was near. We celebrated by having a Freshman picnic at Sycamore Lodge. Commencement was beautiful-soft shades of pink, yellow, orchid, blue, and green BEST YEARS formed a rainbow-promising bright years ahead. Tanned and happy, we began our Sopho- more year under the guidance of Miss Karr and Miss Barker. School became decidedly more democratic with the organization of a Student Council. ' In May, we chartered a bus for our big celebration at Youth Incorporated Country Place. Although the weatherman served a week-long rain, he failed to dampen our spirits. We had a wonderful time. Everyone had big plans for summer. Ann Williams, Peggy Booth, Mary Frances Bal- lard, Leon Ruben, Johnny Miller, James Jett, were chosen to attend the Hands Across the Sea camp. Later that summer Johnny and James represented Howard at Boys, State. 1950-we were Juniors. James Jett, Joy Williams, Ann Williams, Peggy Booth, Frances Darrah, and Betty Jo Owen were among those invited to join the newly organ- ized l-Ioward Chapter of the National Honor Society. On October 25, our hearts thrilled at the sound of the old Howard Bell, which had called to school our Mothers and Dads in years past. At the same time, all over the world, other bells were ringing--for this was the Crusade for Freedom. .. .V p Q . Q ,A A lv .: 'N-if

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Class Flower ROSE Class Colors GREEN AND WHITE Class Motto: Tl-IUS ENDS OUR FIRST LESSON l1l0STFllGIFI We leave dear Howard School The class of '52. We take with us the smiles and joys That we have shared with you. Our minds with richest blessings from thee How, As down the road of life we 'onward go. Let's take a minute now to reminisce About the things we soon shall miss- Intriguing plays, glittering proms, and the halls conjested. The cheering crowds that paced our teams to many victories The band, gym, stadium, the many dear familiar faces, These we soon shall miss when we're in other places. Down the aisle we march in cap and gown, For now we have relived and written down Recaptured thoughts and cherished memories That others too will know in coming centuries. We leave, but never will thy memory die, You shall live on forever, Howard High! B SONIA COLE