Onancock High School - Trident / Beacon Yearbook (Onancock, VA)

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WKmmmmmwmmmmmmmmwmm ' lint ill itiiiL LI JihikhiUJit JitiVt l ... 1.1 i.l i.i i.i i.l a-l ,.;■ i.: i.. i ' l hi iA ..I tfi i.i i.. ■ t ... i.i ..l V -1 THE ANNUAL STAFF In September of 1947, the senior class elected as Editor-in-chief-Miss Jean Prier Subscription managers—Miss Nancy Bonniwell and Tommy Mullen Artists-Misses Peggy Cutler and Jerry Killmon Assistant-Miss Nancy West Work was begun in earnest during newell, we could never have gotten the the early month of September: Pictures work done. Had it not been for Mrs. were taken; advertising secured and con Fitchett doing our typing for us, we would tract let for the book. Subscriptions came still have b een late. We are very grateful in fast and the first picture mats were to all who helped us. completed early—it looked as though we would have our Annual completed bv Jt was our endeavor to S et Pictures of Christmas. How different it all turned-out. a11 of the business places of our entire As the close of school approached, we School’s Community. The business places began to worry. We had not been able to whose P tures are in the Annual, paid the get all the pictures that we wanted; we ma - or cost of the Production; to them go had not been able to get all of the ad- our thanks and our reduest to a11 who vertising that we had hoped for and we read thls book ’ to remember them and were not able to see our way clear finan- patronize them. cially. Write-ups had to be re-written, It is the earnest desire of the staff mistakes had to be corrected, English had that this annual be a memory book for to be corrected and adjustments had to be many years to come. We made the book made. Time, patience and skill were not mostly pictures because we felt that one enough—had it not been for the assistance picture was better than a thousand words, of our Principal, Mr. Chadderdon and our We hope that as time changes the faces class advisors Mesdames Booth and Pen- and places; it will never dull the memory. HISTORY OF THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1948 On September G, 1944, we, as a group of fifty-five pupils , began a new epoch in our lives—we entered high school. This was a moment we had looked forward to, and we entered the eighth grade anxiously and enthusiastically. Because our class was large, we were divided into two sec¬ tions; Mrs. Winifred Belote having one, and Mrs. Mary Wood having the other. As was the usual custom we were given an initiation and after taking this, we re¬ solved to settle down and study. It took us quite a while to adjust our¬ selves to the life of a high school, but we soon secured a permanent place in O. H. S. The upper classmen exercised dignity and kept reminding us that we were only Freshmen, but we strove to show them that we could be dignified also. It was unanimously decided that we should give a dance at the “Rek”, our teen age center. Everyone enjoyed it, and somehow this dance gave us a feeling of really belonging to this grand school. Be¬ sides this dance we had many other pleas¬ ant activities that year to help us grow in body, as well as in mind. To close this year, we had a class picnic in Nelson’s woods. After this, we left in May with great expectations for the coming year. September 1945, our Sophomore year. This was a better year than our Fresh¬ man year had been because now we could look down on the Freshmen; so we felt important. One consolation to us was that, unlike the Freshmen, we did not have to go under the twelve-year school plan. Our class had diminished, some had moved away, others had taken outside interests. So we did not have to be divided, and our teacher was Mrs. Winifred Belote. Now it was our pleasure to initiate the Fresh¬ men, and we were not too generous when we gave them their orders. To pay tribute to St. Valentine, we gave a dance at the “Rek”. Our teacher acted as sponsor, and everyone thoroughly enjoyed it. We again closed the year with a picnic at Silver Beach. During the summer we thought of our Junior year which was just ahead of us and wondered if we could really be Juniors. It had been such a short time ago that we had been eager Freshmen. But soon we found ourselves again entering an- m m wmwmwjiu w.i I m