Logan High School - Voice Yearbook (Concord, NC)

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’57 CLASS POEM A school once had A model class, With faces all aglow, And brains of splendid quality, That rapidly did grow. Week after week, year in, year out. These pupils went to school, Where they were very studious, And never broke A rule. They worked their problems rapidly, And learned history with zest, And when examinations came, Stood high in every test. Unto herself the teacher said, With every doleful sigh, These pupils are so wise and good, I ' m ' fraid they ' re going to die. The girls were charming and polite, And fair as they could be; The boys were brave and handsome, As any you would see. They soon became A fame Ninth grade; Time did not hesitate, And so the day came rolling 1 round When they should graduate. And we, my friends, are that fine class, Of noted brains and graces; Do not doubt me; just look at us - You ' ll see it in our faces. By: The Senior Class CLASS SONG Tune: He Now the time has come when we must take our leave, Dear old Logan High, as those who ' ve gone before; And, as we part, our hearts are made to grieve, Dear old Logan High, the school that we adore; We will stand the test, and faithful we will be, With the help from God, we ' ll try to meet success, And will raise your name, through all eternity; Dear Logan High, we ' ll do our best. So, as we part, we ' ll say adieu dear school, Now that our goal has come into view; We ' ll strive for knowledge dear, and keep the golden rule; And remember now that our mistakes were few Trusting in our God, he ' ll guide us to our goal, You are our pride, your honor we ' ll uphold, Tho ' it makes us sad, to know that we must go; Dear Logan High, we ' ll say goodbye. By: Phyllis Wagoner

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CLASS PROPHECY Having been required, by mandate of t h e class of 1957, to forecast the future of t h e s e illustrious Seniors, I journeyed to the far country where dwelt the Three F ate s, the sisters, who, in the famous early days of gods and goddesses, presided over the destinies of human beings. Fair to look upon were they and most fascinating in their skill- ful manipulation of the threads of life. Clotho, the Fate who was present at births, held the distaff which supplied the slender strands; Lachesis spun the thread; Atropos, with shining shear s ever ready, cut these threads of Life with a fateful snip. Fair Fates, I implored; ye who preside over the destinies of the class of 1957, wilt thou not re- veal to me the happenings of o u r future years? It is decreed that I must know. Atropos shook a fair and determined head. Not so, she answe red, Not to mere mortals do we divulge these secrets of Life. Clotho gave a nod of assent, but Lachesis spoke entreatingly . This request comes from an excellent class, she said. They have a most satisfactory record in High School; they are greatly e steemed by their Faculty, and they have walked before their school- mate s with diligence and perfection of manner. Let us grant them a knowledge of the future. After a few moments of objection and discussion it was decided to give the class of 1957 a glimpse of the unfoldings of the future , which interesting view I now reveal to you, endorsed by the Fates who preside over our destinies. We have within our Senior ranks future pro- fessors, teachers, artists, physicians, authors , statesmen, suffragettes, farmers, merchants, preachers, lawyers, musicians, architects, actors, nurse s , chefs , milliners, needle s - women, plumbers, bankers, diplomats, poultry kings, mechanics and inventors. This list may sound very imposing, but Clotho, the Fate who is present at births, assured me that this class is an unusual one whose members were endowed by Life with fine gifts of future greatness . This prophetic vision shows us Eugene Barber, Harry Black, Herman Cruse , Haydene Ford, Gilbert Faggert, James Banks and Chester Kirk as college professors. Robert M i 1 1 e r, Melvin Wilkerson, Thomas Drye , James Hough and Joseph Miller as principals of high schools; Victoria Miller, Connie Forrest, Leola Robinson, Mattie Polk, Cathelene Lucky, Mildred Reid and Joyce Steele as teachers in some Elementary School. Melrose and Milford Woodson and Mazella Stowe are to become phy- sicians, with an ever-growing fondness to preside at the removal of appendixes and other bothersome organs. Leonard Griffin and Ernest Mitchell, who were fond of drawing likenesses of the Faculty, are to win fame as artists; Robert Harris will be sent as an envoy to Chili, while Charles Shipp will be- come ambassador to Russia. William Misenheimer, Willis Love and A. C. Hendrick, the inventors, will retire early, firmly entrenched on Easy Street by the sale of their patent stepladders which are warranted never to kick up and throw an innocent climbe r . Martha Holmes will be satisfied to rule as mayor of her city, but Helena Howell always looking toward big game, will take her seat in the House of Repre sentative s and orate with the best of them . Yvonne Lawing, one of the clever essayists in the old high school days, is to w r i t e a History of the Achievements of the Class of 1957 , which will have an enormous sale. Annie Miller, Mary Weaks and Helen Glenn will eventually become widows who have all sorts of good times on the money left by their accommodating departed weaker halves. To Sarah Grier belongs the distinction of being the class spinster - not that she had no offers of mar- riage, but because no man measured up to her high ideal s . Estelle Davis , Katherine Dunlap, Callie Murray, Neomia Flowe, Ebba Joe Smith, Virginia Goodson, Dorothy Grissom and Susie House are to become Registered Nurses, with an ever-growing fondness to help the doctors to remove the appendixes and other bothersome organs. Then here ' s Jessie Miller, Peggy Steele, Anis Bost, Ollabell McClure and Mary Pryer who has prosperity written all over them; it says they not onlyhave money in their pockets but in the bank also. Yes, they are to be- come laboratory technicians in one of the largest hospitals in New York. Sadie Maurice Brown and Mary Go van are to become teachers of French in the University of Paris. Julia McMillian, Everlane Russell, Daisy Stewart, Lucille White and Phyllis Wagoner are to become stenographers in one of the largest firms in Ohio. But tell me, Fate s, I begged, is there not to be one - at least one president of United States in this notorious class? We saved that for a closing surprise, Atropos smiled. You are to have a president, but we can ' t determine whether it is to be Albert Jones, Clarence Bell, Marvin Barkley, Leon Barnett or Samuel Weathers . They are all good prospects.

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT The Senior Class of 1956-57 has felt for some time that its demise was near; we have felt that school was beginning to disagree with us and that the members of the fa c u 1 1 y had conspired to accomplish the death of the most astonishingly bril- liant class the walls of Logan High School ever produced. The teacher s thereof , have ever frowned upon the bitter doses of les- sons we have taken with daily regularity have hastened rather than prolonged our class demise and we know with sorrowful certainty that the hour of our departu re is near at hand. Therefore, being so soon to pass from these scenes of educational activitie s , being in full possessions of alert minds and memories that put the most extensive encyclopedias to shame , having faculties keenly sharpened by many contests with flinty instructors, we would publish to you upon this funeral occasion, the Last Will and Testament by Ebba Smith, Victoria Miller , and Mary Pryer under the authority of the Senior Class and signed, Octobe r 11, 1956. We do hereby appoint and charge Gilbert Faggert, the lawful custodian of the class funds, to faithfully attend to looking up the numerous bills we owe and to settle all accounts of the de- parting class from the exhausted pennies of and already depleted treasury. No money are we taking with us from this expensive Institution of Education, neither shall we leave any debts behind us. To the members of our beloved faculty who looked upon our demise with smiles of joy, we bequeath the satisfaction which come s from duties well pe rformed and a peaceful rest from the weary task of making our graduation shrouds. We also leave a large amount of sympathy for their depressing attempts to pound knowledge into our craniums. In addition we bequeath them our regrets that their workwith us was so barren of results. We leave them but we don ' t leave them much. To the school in general we leave the out-of-the way nooks where we have been wanting to hide - usually in couples if the. girls could in- courage the boys to wa s t e ' v|he time that we should have spent in studying. To the School Library we leave the collection of volumes setting forth the charms of the escapade, and the achievements and the startling knowledge gleahed from our examination papers. These volumes will be written by the first famous author who offers a good price for so doing. To the junior class, as our rightful and worthy successors, we leave our seats; occupy them, but do not try to fill them. Our Senior Dignity, may they uphold it with becoming seriousness endeavor to ove r - come their usual hair -brained and frivolous flippancy. Our tendency to make a little noise goes a long way. Our honored po- sitions as models for the school models of wit, wisdom, charm of manner, ex- cellency of behavior, physical development and intellectual expansion, may heaven help you to stand up under this strain. Lastly, that which gives us the greate st pain to part with our strongly entrenched places in the hearts of the faculty who h a s loved us devotedly because, they couldn ' t help it ! Comfort them in their loss but don ' t imagine you can mangle their hearts as we have done . To the vivacious and ex- uberant sophomores, we leave the right to prey upon the freshmen out of season and without reason to unceasingly torture them with the liabilitie s thereof. In witne s s whereof, we attach the signatures of the Senior Class of 1957. By: Ebba Smith Victoria Miller and