Lebanon High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Lebanon, VA)

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Class Will We, the Class of 1949 of L. H. S. being in our right minds and stuffed full of mathematics, history, and English and all the other subjects that constitute higher learning” do hereby as our last will and testament leave the following to these persons re- spectively: Christine Anderson wills her locker to Sue Wysor. Betty Hargis wills her way to get along with the teacher to Betty Davis. Harry Campbell wills his journalism book to Ralph Hughes. Edmond Garrett wills his pretty smile” to Wayne Hubbard. Skippy Easterly wills Peggy Sword to Charles Robinson. Don White wills his freckles” to Loveda Fogle- man. Faye Davis wills her giggles” to Betty Camp- bell. Hoyle Fields wills Peggy” to James Yates. Maynard Yates wills his ability to make A’s to Billy Brooks. Charlie Steele Robinson wills his violin to J. E. Fields. Hubert Fields wills his quietness to Curtis Kinder. Gaines Snead wills his good looks to O’Neil Phelps. Irene Hughes wills her pretty hair to Sue Camp- bell. Mary Clair Fields wills her class ring to Opal Tignor. Howard Jones wills his school bus to Franklin Gilmer. Louise Hess wills her bashfulncss to Shirley Hed- rick. June Hankins wills her slim figure to Gaynell Mutter. Betty Jane Breeding wills her guitar to Thelma Hankins. Mary Alice Farmer wills her piano lessons to Dorothy Breeding. Julian Givens wills his typing ability to Bobby Gillespie. Iva Nell Cassell wills her seat on the bus to Joan Easterly. Helen Davis wills her Queenly qualities to Anga- line Kiser. Dean Robinson wills his way of skipping classes to Billie Boyd. Herman Sargent wills his admiration for Polly Peck to Neal Jessee. Katherine Munsey wills her dignified appearance and long fingernails to Birdie Dean. Peggy Jessee wills her ability to gab” to Jane Thomas. Nina Garrett wills her boy friends to Lucille Fields. O. B. Davis wills his wit and humor to Frankie Couch. Derby Gray wills his interest in football to Jimmie Robinson. Opal Jean Yates wills her pretty hair to Mary Lou Alderson. Louise Jessee wills her soprano voice to Jane Meade. Ruth Snead wills Con” to some unlucky junior. George Rasnake wills his flirting ability” to Clyde Settle. Mary Jack Hargis wills her Honaker boys to Okcma Fields. Ann Ferguson wills her pretty hands to Madeline Lambert. Kelly Worsham wills his glasses to Gene Garrett. Anne Steele wills her way of chewing gum to Louise Wilson. Edith Robinson wills her good grades to Cleo Johnson. Haskcl Warner wills his agriculture work to Kyle Settle. Betty Anne Combs wills her dramatic ability to Anna Lee Fogleman. Carleen Garrett wills her seat in study hall to Joan Atkinson. Annetta Buckles wills her ability to write letters to Peggy Fields. Irma Saddler wills her blonde curls” to Pauline Peck. John Pruner wills his tardiness to Roy Francisco. Mary Katherine Robinson wills her personality to Evangeline Yates. Geraldine Hankins wills her pretty teeth to Edith Cox. Gene Cox wills his basketball suit to Dot Pratt. Joan Duty wills her eyelashes to Peggy Sword. Jimmy Harrison wills his popularity with girls to all unlucky juniors. Betty Jackson wills her shorthand book to Eva Mae Candler. Pat Jessee wills her happy-go-lucky ways to Mil- dred Harris. Geraldine Farmer wills her determination to suc- ceed to Anna Ruth Boardwine. Pat McCloud wills his blue eyes to Raymond Lasley. Ama Saddler wills Jack” to Alma Fields. Loretta Thomas wills her diamond, but not her man, to Polly Lowe. Leon Deel wills his driver’s license to Robert Kiser. Jeane Reynolds wills her jewelry to Pauline Smith. Nell Cassell Nina Garrett

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Class Poem It was a hundred years ago, When by the woodland ways, You never saw a school like ours So full of honored praise. Beneath a hill, whose rocky sides O’er looked a grassy held; You never saw the land so wide On which our school is built. The red men say that here they walked A thousand moons ago, They never dreamed a school like ours Mankind would ever know. We love to wander about our school And think that all is well, For such a gentle place is this The place in which we dwell. We are proud of this dear old school And work with greatest will, But there is something else we say We’re prouder of our leaders still. Now as we leave we want to tell Our forefathers what they’ve done; That through their hardships and their cares A fruitful future we have won. — Jeane Reynolds, Class Poet

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Class History Time is: Man marches on. We, the class of ’49, are no exception to this rule. At last we have reached our goal after a continuous struggle of eleven years. In September ’45 we, as a class of ninety green freshmen entered Lebanon High School. As we advanced to the goal of graduation we had to leave some of our class- mates behind, but we in turn gathered in new friends and now we are the proud class of ’49. As freshmen we had five girls and three boys who made the basketball squad, two boys on the baseball squad, and as a whole, the class was active in all activities. In our sophomore year we welcomed Mr. Moore as our principal. For three years he has worked for the betterment of our school, in sports and activities as well as in studies. The basketball squad was again tops.” A tacky” party was given for all members of the class. We were much bolder now and were taking part in all of our school activities. As juniors, we proudly stood in line to be measured for rings. In this year, days seemed nearer when we would be superior to the rest of the students. The seniors were very hospitable, honoring us with a Hallowe’en party. In turn we honored them with a picnic at Douglas Memorial Park. Senior year — a reality, not a dream. Football finally materialized with eight of our boys on the squad. Members of our class also dominated the basketball and baseball teams, the former winning the county tournament while playing their first year under the new coach, Jack Barker. In activities, too, our classmates have held their own. Assembly programs and other activities of the school are filled with talent provided by the seniors. But soon we will leave this school, the place where so much of our life has been spent, and take our place in a modern world. We will part and go to different places but each in his or her own way will contribute to the making of a better world. Joan Duty, Class Historian