John D Bassett High School - Timber Tints Yearbook (Bassett, VA)

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I The Timber Tints Staff, 1937 Editor-in-Chief Thelma Brammer Associate Editor Paul Hollandsworth Business Manager Gray Jarrett Advertising Manager John Snead Assistant Advertising Manager Inez Craig Campaign Manager Evelyn Snead Assistant Campaign Manager Hazel Hundley Humor Editor Jimmie Craig Treasurer Robert Carter r u a j ■ f Miss Mitchell y Mr. Cooper THE STAEE

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E. Carl Hoover b. s. University of Richmond Principal Science Harvey Cooper b. s. California State Teachers College Assistant Principal Industrial Arts , History , Science Mildred Akers b. A . William and Mary English , French Clyde Ramsey b. s. Harrisonburg State Teachers College Home Economics , English Christian C. Merritt b. A. Washington and Lee History Dora Mitchell b. a., m. a. Winthrop College Liniversity of Virginia Mathematics Faith Flannagan b. s. Radford State Teachers College Librarian Christine Harris Blackstone College Harrisonburg State Teachers College Geography , History , Physiology , Reading , Spelling The Taculty

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Senior Class Sons This year, we will set apart Something to keep, down deep in your hearts, ' This year, tho it means many tears. Will he a token of our past memories. CHORUS To say good-bye is now our problem, For our high school days are o ' er. For we are leaving dear Ole Bassett High, The school that is so dear. We want to leave a real good name to all. To the Junior Class to come We hope that they will do the same good things, And think of where they ' re from. As we say adieu to the Junior Class, OJ the dear Ole Bassett High. We have worked these years to accomplish, Success for our future years , So it ' s time to tell you all good-by. Teachers, Juniors, friends and all. So beware of the hearts of the Junior Class, And io all of you good-by. Evelyn Snead Senior Class Deem Here, standing on the threshold. Thinking of the future and the past; We remember the rush as the bell tolled. And we scrambled roughly into class. We had our quarrels and our scraps, But soon all were forgotten and gone; We dislike to think of the sorrows and mishaps Of those who died, left or stayed on. Forgetting the sorrow, the joy and the past, Into the future in awe and reverence we gaze; Wondering what fate has in store for the mass As we look through the sun ' s bright rays. To our teachers who have been patient and kind. We wish to pay our respects; They have tried hard to train our minds, And now much of us they expect. To our parents our voices we raise. They were always sympathetic and true. To you we owe much praise! To you great honor is due 1 We stand at the turning of the ways. We shall do our very best In every walk our debts to pay To dear old B. II. S. Johnnie Ausburne