Landis High School - Yellow Jacket Yearbook (Landis, NC)

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also beat China Grove this year for the first time in sixteen years. Marriages and other reasons cut the number of our class to sixty- three but we stuck in there. Our class officers this year were Paul Sweatt, president, Jo Russell, vice-president, Billy Wilhelm, sec- retary, and Tom Linn, treasurer. I’m sure none of us will ever forget Miss Wallace and the Halloween Carnival or Mrs. Leafe and the play “Aunt Samanthy Rules the Roost’. This play was very successful, pre- sented at three different schools and twice at Landis. The seniors said so and we couldn’t help but agree that we had the best banquet ever, with a real live orchestra, the first in the history of Landis High. At first everyone just stood and looked but pretty soon everyone was on the floor even if we weren’t a second Fred Astaire I believe we enjoyed dancing as much as he does that night. Incidentally practically For several weeks all the girls could talk everyone went in couples. about was the prom and what they were to wear (of course it was to be formal). At last the night came, all the girls looked lovely in their even- ing dresses but horror of horrors the boys had on sweat shirts, but we jolly juniors laughed this off and had a wonderful time. We weren’t as wacky as we seemed for at com- Se mencement Jack Dayvault won the band award and Doris Plaster won the award for the most athletic girl. Our baseball team won the state championship. The class again won out at field day. Then we bid the seniors good-by and prepared to take their places. Again marriages and other in- took toll of our leaving us only fifty-three dignified cidents number seniors. This did not dampen our spirit however and we continued to strive toward our goal. Our chief strivers being President Doris Plas- ter, Vice-President Jim Corriher, Secretary Louise Moss, Treasurer Tom Linn. It seems every year we receive some blow. This year one of our advisors Mrs. Ralph Linn had to resign due to sickness in the home. But we still had Miss Barrier who is particularly good with our year book. Mrs. Dunn took Mrs. Linn’s place. Despite the fact that most everyone expected the football team to be weak this year they had the most successful year in the history of Landis High, losing only one game. At last our caps and gowns came and commencement. We now go out into the world hoping, to con- tinue our good record. Historians— Annie Smith Frances Yates Jack Bost

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PiSORY OFM HE Chass OF 48 It seems ridiculous but actually it was four years ago that 106 scared, nervous boys and girls lit- erally quaking in their shoes entered Landis Hi Everyone was wondering how in the as green Freshmen. world “those upper classmen” ever managed to get in the right class at the right time. No one knows how handy those schedules Mr. Bostian and Mr. McCreary fixed out for us were or how much they were used unless by coincidence you happened to see one of the freshmen scanning the schedule comparing it with a friend and then rushing to class. We swelled with pride when at last after eight years we too could have class officers and elected Bobby Coffee president, Lenore McLauch- lin vice-president, Dot Christopher secretary, and Bill Wilhelm treas- urer. We soon proved you can’t keep a good class down. For ex- ample the three B’s (Bob C., Bill W., and Buddy T.) made the basket- ball, football, and baseball team. Red, Plaster, and Jo made the girls’ basketball team. We also won the class basketball tournament. We continued to shine when at com- mencement Jo Russell won the science award and Annie Smith the scholarship award. Our advisors who helped us a lot were Mrs. Leafe, Mrs. Harris, Miss Moore, and Miss Goodman. +B + We retired for the summer and returned the following fall ninety- two strong as silly sophomores liv- ing up to the name. One night we had a hayride and naturally all the girls wore blue jeans but imagine everyone's surprise when next day and for several weeks the girls con- tinued to wear them. We became serious long enough to elect Jo Rus- sell president, Bobby Cross vice- president, and Paul Sweatt secretary and treasurer. Then® we jumped from one event right into anotlier with never a dull moment. Oufpride knew no bounds when Paul Sweatt won the oratorical contest. Miss Glenn and Mrs. Linn showed their metal when they successfully pre- sented the Halloween Carnival with a “Negro Minstrel’. Imagine our surprise when we discovered we had a talented quartet which was none other than Bobby Butts, Herman Billings, Eddie Ray McLain, and Earl Blackwelder. Our play “Don’t Také My Penny” was a great suc- cess. Our fun was blighted by the death of our classmate Billy Freeze. Even though we didn’t have com- mencement exercises we made up for it by having a tenth and eleventh erade banquet. To top this our grade parents gave us a prom at which we learned the art of square dancing. We took the cup for winners of field day this year. Our football players

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CLASS POEM of 46 We Can, We Will Today were completing only one short mile Of the great long highway of life. We've got a good start, yet we'll have to part, For the way is filled with strife, And some must fall by the wayside, As if pierced in the heart with a knife. It’s been downhill most all of the way By the help of our friends so dear, By the help of our school, and the golden rule, And the teachers who've stood by us here. But we've gained from them our weapons, Which gives us no need to fear. Our weapons are both honesty and truth, We'll carry them always with pride And the knowledge we know, will help us to go, Up the tough grades with a glide. And the words of our God we'll remember To keep us on the right side. Yes, we'll come to side roads and beautiful lanes And mountains of wearisome height, But the highway winds on, the day’s almost gone, And we'll be caught by the night But the courage you gave us will lead us And turn all the darkness to light. Today! Now! The dawn breaks upon us, We see dead ahead a great hill. Yet we Can't stop, we Must clear the top And that Can't be done standing still. So let’s begin the climb without waiting And remember We Can If We Will. Poet: LoutsE Moss 271