Kenly High School - Galleon Yearbook (Kenly, NC)

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FLONNIE ANN SPIVEY Aineat appearance is a valuable asset. 4-H Club '47, Glee Club '46-'49, Cheerleader '49-'5Og Sottball '47-'48. ,MARY UZABETH SPIVEY Love lighted her up like a pin ball machine. 4-H Club '46-'47, Glee Club '46-'49, Basketball '46- '5Og Softball '46-'48g Co-Cap- tain ot Basketball, Annual Staff. RUDOLPH WATSON His heart is big enough tor two. 4-H Club '46-'47, Glee Club '46-'48, Basketball '46- '50g Co-Captain ot Basketball '48-'5Og Baseball '46-'50, Monogram Club '49-'50, An- nual Statt, Senior Play. JOYCE WOODARD As tull of spirit as the month ot May. 4-H Club '46-'50, Glee Club '46-'47, Cheerleader '48-'49, Softball '47-'50, Art- nual Staff. CHARLIE DIANNE ASKEW Mascot I?- -lit LOIS GREY SPIVEY Sober but not serious, quiet but not idle. 4-H Club '46-'5Og Cheer- leader '48-'5O. JIMMY WATKINS Sometimes l sit and think, Sometimes l just sit. JANYCE VVINDERS There is pride in the head she carries so high. Glee Club '46-'49, Class Secretary '48-'50, Chief Mar- shal '495 Annual Staff, Senior Play. MAC WOODARD Bright and sparkling full of wit, with our class he mode a hit 4-H Club '46-'47, Baseball '46-'49, Monogram Club '49- '5Og Annual Stott. EDWARD DOUGLAS BARNES Mascot

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GEORGIA LEE MORRIS Vi!ith the help of a surgeon, she may yet recover. Glee Club '46-'48, 4-H Club '46-'47, Basketball '46- '5O, Softball, Annual Staff. THOMAS KEITH NICHOLS Not a politician, but he al- ways gets elected. 4-H Club '46-'50, Class Treasurer '48-'50, Newspaper Editor '49-'50, Annual Staff Business Manager. JAMES RAY PITTMAN I'II eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry, If algebra doesn't kill me I'lI live till I die. eiee Club '47, 4-H Club '46-'50, AUBREY RADFORD Some think he is bashful, most doubt it. 4-H Club '46-'50, Bus Driv- er '48-'50, JEROME H. RHODES Take good Care of me, good men are scarce. Newspaper Staff '49-'50, Annual Staff Editor, Senior Play, Marshal '49 wr .2 fr. MELVIN NARRON If actions did not speak louder than words, we'd never have known him. BOBBY RAY PITTMAN Small in stature, deep in mind, a iollier pal you could never find. 4-H Club '46-'48, Glee Club '46-'48, Baseball '46- '5O, Basketball Co-Captain '49-'50, Basketball '48-'50, Monogram Club '49-'50, Bus Driver '50, Senior Play. X MELBA JEAN PITTMAN Life is what you make it. 4-H Club '46-'47, Glee Club '48-'49, Softball '47-'48. LINWOOD RAPER If women interfere with work, quit work. Glee Club '46-'48, Mono- gram Club '49-'5O, Baseball '48-'50, Basketball '46-'48, Annual Staff. HILDA GREY SCOTT I shall laugh myself to death. 4-H Club '46-'47, Softball '47-'48, Glee Club '48-'49, Monogram Club '49-'50, Chief Cheerleader '48-'50, Annual Staff, Newspaper, Senior Play.

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GLASS ill 'l'0IiY Twelve years ago, in the year i938, a group of scared, timid pupils entered the Kenly School. As we climbed 'the hill from the first grade to the eighth, some of our members dropped out, some fell back to lower grades. Four years ago, on August 29, l946, to be exact, this class of T950 assembled for the first time asa high school class. The members had a common purpose, a common obiective, and an ambition to be achieved together - namely, the successful ascent of the High School Rockies, a famous mountain range whose many crags and peaks had appalled some of the most daring young people of America. Neverthe- less, though we realized all this, everyone of us was eager to begin the perilous climb. As we look back now, we know that the Freshman Foothills presented no obstacles of any account, but at times we felt that we never, never would be able to get over them successfully. We were making steadier and more noticable progress than we realized. By February we could look far enough ahead to see that the definite end of the Freshman Foothills would soon be reached, but that steady and hard climbing would be necessary if we were to be over them in the allotted time. Our leaders forged ahead, our guides spurred us on to further efforts, the rank and file struggled on valiantly, and even the lag- gards seemed to feel a stir of energy. Before we realized it, June was upon us, and the Freshman Foothills were behind us. Early in September our guides assembled us for the next stage ofthe ascent. A few of our number, for one reason or another, did not remain with us for the Sophomore climb. These we regretted to lose, of course, having expected to have them with us throughout the entire iourney. Scarcely had we begun the scaling of Sophomore Ridge than we realized that if we were to make it, we should need all the skill and experience we had acquired in coming up the Freshman Foothills, as well as the very best efforts we could put forth. When June came around again, we had reached the summit of Sophomore Ridge, which as the maps showed, was at the very foot of Mt. Junior. The crossing of the Freshman Foothills and the Sopho- more Ridge marked no very important steps. Many were the pleasures, many were the trials, and at times we were half tempted to turn back into the cool shade of the Valley of ldleness. Our guides were encouraging and insisted that we follow on to the end of the iourney. Mt. Junior, we found, by consulting the survey of the High School Rockies, is the second largest formation in this great mountain range. It is so situated and so formed that none but mountain climbers of the highest skill and ability can hope to scale it. The knowledge gained and the experience acquired on the way up the Freshman Foothills and across Sophomore Ridge are absolutely essential to a success- ful ascent of Mt. Junior. By this time We had acquired a certain amount of pride in our skill as mountain climbers, and we began to get a better understanding of the relationship between what we were doing, what we had already done, and what was to follow. The whole enterprise became more meaningful, more significant, more purposeful for all of us. With less difficulty than we had expected we arrived the following June at the summit of Mt. Junior, which we knew marked the beginning of the final stage of our adventure. After reaching the top of Mt. Junior, we looked forward to finishing our journey. The roughest half was seemingly completed, and our hopes were high. On Mt. Junior we stopped long enough to entertain at a banquet a band of pilgrims called the Class of '49, This was really the great social event of the year. It was while we were on Mt. Junior that six of our group were singled out and commended with high grades for their ability in mountain climbing. These were Jan Winders, Jerry Rhodes, Melba Jean Pittman, Christine Hooks, Elsie Little, and Janyce Bass. Enthusiastically we began in September of i9-49, the hard task of scaling Senior Peak which, ac- cording to the maps, is surmounted by Graduation Rock. At the beginning of our last climb there were forty members of our party, but three dropped out. lContinued on page 343.