Parry McCluer High School - Parrimac Yearbook (Buena Vista, VA)

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Al en AE rN THE COMET Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Campbell Cole Rubush Aleida Widdifield Anne Widdifield Copper Essie Glass Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Miss Johnston Alice Glass Mull Ridings Cross Graybill Fisher Meador | QD DB rnp PA PPL OPAPP Page nine

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mitpemnprrapeemcopeen THE COMET went) Miss Emma Graham Dold B. S. State Teachers’ -College, Harrison- burg, Va. Instructor and Languages. in History, Dramatic Art, Sponsor Junior class. R. O. Bagby Superintendent and Principal. A. M. Teachers’ College Columbia Uni- versity. Instructor in History. Mrs. Edwin Rinker Special in Mathematics and University of Virginia. Instructor in Mathematics and Dramatic Art. Sponsor Senior class. Science Miss Alice Blanton Carter A..B. Randolph Macon Womans’ College Lynchburg, Virginia. Instructor in English, Music, Director of Public Speaking. Miss Lillian Mann Graduate of the University of Va. Instructor in Science, Latin, History and Geography. F. W. Kling, Jr. B. S. Roanoke College, Roanoke, Va. Instructor in Science, Athletic Director. Miss Stella Pitts B. S. State Teachers’ College, Harrison- , burg, Virginia. Instructor of Home Economics. Page eight 1928

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THE COMET SEIN TO: Rem Calas i PO Wer 2 cade Sie eet oe ae cae, ee ee Cream Rose Golorsinc oh setitcog Fe Nae) | as Se eg ee Blue and Gold Motto Ree ane Climb though the rocks be rugged OFFICERS Marion ‘S@ayz.t se = 2 Gee ee ee eee ener President Homer ‘Lackey st 225 2 ey ee aa Vice-President RalpheHimbreei a ese ene ee ee Secretary-Treasurer Class Poem The day has come, whether crowned with reward, Or darkened with no avail; We stand on the strand of sunset land, We have come to the end of the trail. We often wish in the days agone To rend the future’s veil. But now we know how soon, too soon, We come to the end of the trail. We have glimpsed in the future picture Fame’s consecrated hues; We have studied and studied for many nights To pay our high school dues. But most of the things that men hold dear Are those that pass away Fair Friendship’s glow and schools brief hours Soon fade in the passing day. So now we have come to the parting For time’s rough feats prevail, And on this date—my dear classmates We must part at the end of this trail. Yet dreams must have their makings, And hopes oft have their end E’er fates accord a fair reward For all the hours we spend. To win without proud boastings Or to dauntless fight and fail Is the best for a class, is the test of a class, When they stand at the end of the trail. But the steepest, and the lone long trail Of life has just begun, With eyes that are sad, but with hearts full glad We turn to the rising sun. May its beams light the trail with the glow of hope And dispel the vagrant fears; May fame and health, and love and wealth Be ours in the coming years. May the deeds we do cast ne’er a blot Or Pais stain E’er we hasten away we fondly say, “We'll cherish this dear name.” Till we enter the deep dark vale All the love sincere, For our class so dear At the end of the last long trail. LD 2S RR AP eA APN lA, Page ten