Johnston County High School - Hawk Yearbook (Smithfield, NC)

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Last Will and Testament We the class of 1962 of Johnston County Training School, town of Smithfield, county of Johnston, state of North Carolina, in healthy bodies, do make this our last will and testament. Article I To our Alma Mater, that we hold so dear, we bestow our appreciation and gratitude for the happy years that we have trooped together under her roof. Article II To our lovable faculty, we relieve them of the sorrow, disappointment, worry and sleepless nights that we have caused them. They have seen us through thick and thin, good times, bad tests and exams. Article III To the Juniors, we will a sense of responsibility, our senior dignity, and a senior sense of humor, in order that they may not be discouraged should they find that senior- life is not a bowl of cherries nor a World Fair. Article IV To the sophomores, our gratitude, our ability and love to progress as we have done around dear ole J.C.T.S. Article V To the Freshmen, we recommend courage, love and a greater faith in God. Article VI Angenette Cox, wills her seat in the senior class to Marshall Cox. Julia Watson, wills her ability to finish school to Charles Watson. Gloria Smith, wills her seat in the senior class to Emma Smith. Margaret Holder, wills her seat in the senior class to Phillip Samuel and Thurman I-lolden. Walter Barbour, wills his seat in the senior class to Jackie Barbour. Clyde Lucas, wills his love to Elaine Sanders. Edward Blackmon, wills his love to Vernell. Marvin Sanders wills his ability to finish school to Regina, and all his love to Ernestine Kent. Johnetta Reddick, wills her love to the Roland Stevens Family, and her family. Clarence Davis, wills his seat in the senior class to Charles Davis and his love to Virginia Richardson. Doris Turner, wi lls her seat in the class to John Turner, and her ability to finish school to Ronnie Gratharn. Robert Benton, wills his seat in the senior class to Phillis Forte. Alice Watson, wills her seat in the senior class to Sarah Jones. 25

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Class Poem To the school we love so dear, We regret to leave you here Although our troubles have been few We'll cherish memories of you. To our parents your patience you have shown For you have never left us alone Your sacrifices are far from few But there is no way that we can thank you. To the principal and teachers too We will always remember you You, who have taught us in every way All the things we know today. To the underclassmen loving and true Hopes of success we leave with you And may you someday reach this goal That the seniors of '62 are seeking to hold. Each of us is on our way Hoping to reach success someday Our goal we have set so high We're determined to reach it by and by. Margaret Holden Walter Williams Class Song Tune: God of our Fathers I Dear training school, oh how we hate to go, But with our trust and faith in thee we must. Dear training school, your teachings we will hold And our memories will never grow old. II There is a space way in our hearts for you, Those who have been loving, kind and true. Those who have helped us each and every day In starting us on our successful way. III Even though we have to leave you now We shall return someday, somehow, And so we leave with tears in our eyes For we regret to say goodbye. Margaret Holden 27