Lawrenceville High School - Sentinel Yearbook (Lawrenceville, VA)

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SENIOR WHO'S Best Looking—RussELt TatTuM AND LuciLLE NUNNALLY Most Athletic—Marian NELSON JONES AND PALMER PEEBLES Neatest—LacrEy THOMPSON AND Harry TAYLOR Biggest Flirts—Bossy CLARY AND HELEN RANEY Cutest—BrEtsy PETERSON AND Bos HARRISON Most Bashful—Howarp CRANE AND THELMA HAMMACK Most All-Around—Martan NELSON JONES AND PALMER PEEBLES Wittiest—Kirry DuGGER AND Bos HARRISON Most Studious—Maritan NELSON JONES AND LANDON SHORT Friendliest—Martan NELSON JONES AND Bos Harrison Most Likely To Succeed—LaNvon SHORT AND Marian NELSON JONES Most Happy-Go-Lucky—Bos Harrison AND Kitty DuccER Most Popular—Betsy PETERSON AND Bos Harrison

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SENIORS MurreL MrerepiItH WRIGHT D. O. 46-47-48 JounnrE MacApoo CARPENTER NANNIE ELLEN SPENCE Commercial Club 47-48 Hee Gl aeAteEet 0-47-46 DonaLp IrRviING SHOOP Music Club 47-48 | (No Picture ) Rosert Lorron Scorr Hi-Y 47-48 Monogram Club 46-47-48 Music Club 47-48 Basketball 45-46-47-48 Football 46-47-48 f 12 je

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THE LONG TRAIL The class of 1948 has now reached its long awaited goal. We are dignified seniors. Due to the fact that I am one of that sedate group, I shall trv to re- frain from writing any witticisms or indulging in any frivolous statements not befitting my esteemed position. In my opinion we have been a quite normal class and have developed into quite normal seniors. Some people might be in- clined to disagree with me in this conclusion, so to settle the whole thing, suppose we take a brief glance into our past and permit you to judge for yourself. Many of us who are now seniors first became acquainted one fine Septem- ber morning in the year 1936, when we were first exposed to that notable in- stitution, grade school, the unavoidable fate of a child at the tender age of six. The warning words of older children had planted grave doubts in our minds as to whether or not we would particularly like this business of school. We soon formed our own opinion and decided that first year, that school was a cinch. This delusion was shattered, for all too soon we realized that school is not altogether fun and frolic as in our young innocence we had vainly imagined. Although the experiences of our first two years in school are rather dim in my memory, I’m sure we all worked diligently to learn our readin’ writin” and rithmetic, and I also believe that those two years were quite mild compared with the remaining five. As I have just intimated, our years in grade school were the most hectic that I can recall, and thinking back, I wonder how we ever lived through them. For aside from our struggles to absorb the fundamentals of history, math, and English, we seemed to spend a great many of our recesses in actual hand to hand combat, the boys versus the girls. The boys would chase the girls and the girls would chase the boys, and as I look back I see that, after all, we haven't changed much. Certain incidents and events during these years seem to stand out in my memory. For instance, the time Bob got stuck in the trash can, and the time Nan turned ssomersaults from the top of the school steps to the bottom and never even stopped running to groan or grin. I could just ramble on for pages telling you about the operetta, the May Day marches, the Five Point parades, the plays we gave while in Mrs. Jollys room, Miss Meredith’s choral club, and so on “ad infinitum.” But because no one saw fit to allot me pages on which to freely ramble, I shall now begin the saga of our years in high school. It was in the year 1944 that we first entered the hallowed halls of Lawrenceville High School. We were what Id consider a very typical group of freshmen. By typical, I mean a little thrilled, a little awed, and very much confused. I'm sure that more than one of us went innocently into third period class when we should have been in second and seeing our mistake, mumbled an embarrassed apology and dashed away to find the class where we belonged. Our freshman class was greatly enlarged and strengthened by recruits from all parts of the county; notably the communities of Gasburg, Valentine, Bruns- wick, Charlie Hope, Dolphin, Merchant, Smoky Ordinary, and last but not least, that thriving metropolis, Brodnax. These new recruits probably had early experiences similar to their Lawrenceville contemporaries, even though I've never heard the tull details. Our class has taken an active part in all the clubs of our school and, although I'm inclined to be slightly prejudiced, I think we have made some outstanding contributions in the field of sports. Of course, we all know that the primary purpose of going to school at all is to receive an education, and I firmly believe that we have absorbed as much information through the years as any other class. sf 14 }e—