Lexington High School - Crystal Yearbook (Lexington, VA)

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Senior Class Mistory In the fall of ’44 seventy-six frightened graduates of “Miss Nettie’s Academy” tiled into the portals of Lexington High School, where we were to enjoy the best years of our lives and become the Seniors of 1948. Little did we think we could ever be the dignified and poised (?) Seniors that we envied as freshmen. Soon we caught on to the system of Student Government and in November, under the guidance of Mrs. Tardy and Mrs. Law, we elected Suzanne Blakely as our President, Josephine Hotinger and Lewis Sperka as Honor Court representatives, and Edith Davis and Woody Black, members of the Executive Committee. Our first public appearance came for a few chosen ones in the productions, “The Mikado” and “Stage Door.” Didn’t we have hectic times trying to learn the science experiments? . . . Then we thought the Seniors who had dates and were so madly in love were stupid. We grew up, thank goodness! After the smoke of final exams had cleared that first year, the majority of us were sophomores. When school re-assembled we, now members of Miss Sieg’s room, elected as our President “Spud” Wilhelm, with “Sissy” Davis and John McDowell as representatives on the Honor Court, and Raynell Pope and Joe Eisler on the Executive Committee. Mr. Bell was our principal the second year and Betty Clement, a new faculty member, struggled with us in her physical education and biology classes. We were sorry to see Miss Sieg leave, but many good times were had in her substitute’s place. (Remember Miss Stagg and those trips to the office?) . . . The Home Economics gals welcomed Mrs. Hill and the dramatic bugs clamored for Mrs. Bishop, who made “Robin Hood and the Two Lovers” such a suc- cess. This year the eighth grade appeared in confusion in the halls of L. H. S. Mr. Farrar was succeeded by Coach Crawford, pappy of our own Barbara. Gee, we were proud when our boys won the county championship not only in basketball but also in track! . . . Poor M iss Hamilton never realized the great struggle that preceded the first-period Latin class. And we send sympathy to Mrs. Tardy who moved, isolated and scolded us — but in vain. Laughter constantly snickered forth! All good things come to an end, so we became juniors and filed out of school for vacation. Under the wing of Miss Morrison and Miss Elliott, fifty-six of us assumed our duties in the class of the new teachers, Mr. Samples (sigh! sigh!); Mrs. Winn; Mrs. Wasdell, who did such an excellent job with the ScarLetter, which our own Ruth Ruley named; Mrs. Williams (hubba! hubba!), and Mr. Brewbaker (love dat man!). Gee, weren’t we gals thrilled when he taught us Plane Geometry? hat a smile! [ 17 ]

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However carefree we seemed, we were deeply distressed over the death of Miss Elliott who had been our guiding light in all our affairs, whether scholastic or spiritual. That year the first triumvirate was formed in the office with Miss Hamilton, Mr. Brubaker, and Mr. Thompson at the controls. Joe Eisler became our President, serving with Alice Carroll on the Honor Court, “Dot” Showalter and Lewis Sperka were our spokesmen on the efficient Executive Com- mittee. The main event of the year was our playing host to the Seniors at a mighty banquet and dance. That summer we sent representatives to Girls’ and Boys’ State. Alice Carroll went to Radford, and Joe Eisler, William Zollman, and Lewis Sperka frequented the campus of V. P. I. Our finale has been triumphant! The spelunker and author, Stuart Moore, has been a wonderful Student Body President. Again Joe Eisler has been our Class President with the assistance of “Charlie” Conner. Mr. Brockwell, our new principal, not only brought alentine St. Augustine to L. H. S. but also a bevy of beautiful teachers — Misses Davis, Driver, Wilson, Cooke and Dunlap. The ScarLetter has been very successfully edited by Helen Tilson and her efficient helpers. Remember the wonderful game with Buena ista! . . . New football letters to our heroes . . . the Homecoming dance . . . Golly, what memories! hat times we’ve had under Mr. Thompson! It’s really not so easy to be so stupid! But if the Senator will keep on talking, we’ll be safe. As we sign our Crystals, which “Dot” Showalter has so successfully edited, we realize the day and the hour are here when we shall receive our diplomas. No longer will our teachers be with us to guide and encourage us in our efforts. Never shall we forget the loving memories we cherish and claim from L. H. S. Gee whiz, “Auld Lang Syne” is a mighty sad song. In the years to come the fun and frolic coming from the class of ’48 will ring in our ears, and smiles will return when we recall our days of supreme happiness at Lexington High School. Long may it live! Motto: They conquer zvho believe they can Flower: Gardenia