Parsons High School - Panther Yearbook (Parsons, WV)

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1 9 2 8 THE BLACK ARROW ........ iimimi... JUNIOR CLASS BORN 1925 Juniors? Yes. How wonderful this name sounds! It is a word composed of six letters and how dear we hold to it. Juniors is what we call ourselves after three years in dear old Parsons Hi—three marvelous years filled with hope and the grest of knowledge. As Freshman, we were naturally a little green but all of this was due to our large class—one of the largest to enter this shrine on the banks of Old Cheat River. We entered into every activity with the greatest enthusiasm and hoped to make good. We made good grades, you bet. and a few bad ones. After falling down a few times we soon were back with a bound and went on with good spirit. Then we were Sophomores. Not the vainly sophiscated Sophomores that one hears about, but ideal and intelligent Sophomores. Our ability to do things was wonderful and we accomplished more than the year before. Like all normal people, we had our ups and downs, but mostly ups. And now as Juniors how proud we are. Several have been lost from our ranks during our adventure, while others have been gained. Many of our fellow students have gone out to work and teach. We have sympathized with them; and they have sympathized with us. We are a happy crowd now. A great many do we have of our common loves, sympathies, honors and desires; and few are our sorrows. Closer and closer are we becoming united—yes. even with diamond rings are some united. Our achievements are many: We have athletes, debators. actors, journalists. Listen to those whom you can hear at almost all times with their trilling laughter. Yes. we even have those who have ready tongues to rattle. Now we are ready to become upper classmen and give the underclassmen room for expansion. pagi tiventy-rr.ne

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page twenty-eight JUNIOR CLASS Top Row—Left to Right. Roland Haddix. Blake Simmons. Granvel Good. Virgil Stemole. Leon Kelly. Trank Phillips. Joe Gillis. Harold Salisbury. Glenn Kyer. Harry Sturms. Ronald Wolf. Robert Harper. Darrell Ben nett, and Mr. David F. Collins (Junior boys class advisor). Middle Row—Left to Right. Bert Summerville. Miss Stella R. Wilson .(Junior girls’ advisor). Madeline Swisher. Mildred Comp. Cary Smith. Eva De Vilder. Helen Spangler. Sicely Cosner. Mary Weimer. Kathleen Coberly, Virginia Parsons. Vivian Myers. Mary Glenn Mosser. Anna Ours. Harry Greenlief. Lower Row—Left to Right. Nora Funkhouser. Dell Vachon. Grace Salisbury. Elma Price Maxine Poling. Velma Repair. Mildred Lipscomb and Agnes Collett. Student Absent: Margaret Brock.

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1 9 2 8 THE BLACK ARROW ..HIM.I,.|„„„,. „.Ill.I.........HU.minim..mu.nmillinm...minim. immni.I.nnnnninninmmnni LETTERS FROM OLD FRIENDS I should have difficulty in picking out any one event or happening to write about In fact. 1 prefer to think of the time there as one continuous association with good students and teachers. This time of the year, however. I am reminded of the temptation to go after that elusive speckled trout that others say may be found on the riffles. It was not my pleasure to speak for myself in this regard, tho I attributed the result to the alleged fact that the sunfish didn't give the more refined school a chance. April comes only once a year and school comes nine times as fast’ Yet. fishing in April and learning aviation in January come high to most of us. In reality, they both come late in the afternoon. Most sincerely. W. K. Rice -----------o----------- It has been thirteen years since I left the Parsons High School as a graduate. At that time our high school was quite young. We had no year book, no athletics, and no judging teams. Our only organizations were the literary societies—the Corinthian and the Columbian. The rivalry that existed between the two societies was the life of the school. At one time this rivalry ended in a real fight when the boys of the Columbian Society attempted to remove the Corinthian banner from the wall just above the stage. The Columbians were badly beaten—I was a Corinthian. I believe that I hold the honor of being the first graduate of the Parsons High School to graduate from a University. Since then many of the alumnae of the High School have completed a university course. I hope that more will continue to do so in the future. Your four years attending a university will seem even shorter. It is well worth the effort. Chief Game Protector. Ernest Angelo. West Virginia Game and Fish Commission. ----------o---------- MIKE FRIDLEY STUDIES PHOSPHORUS During the second or third year of my teaching at Parsons, we had in school a large strong boy by the name of Mike Fridley. Mike was one of the hardest working boys in our school. He had somehow gotten behind in his Chemistry class and his teacher had him working during the noon hours to catch up. The class was ex- perimenting with phosphorus. Mike had observed the behavior of phosphorus in the aif. so he concluded to take some of it home to show his folks how it re-acted. When the teacher was not watching him. Mike took a stick of it. wrapped it firmly in fine tissue paper, and placed the bundle in his coat pocket. The bell rang for books at one o’clock and Mike came into th? large study hall and took his seat to answer the general roll call. I noticed that he was restless and uneasy, which was contrary to his usual nature. Suddenly, he jumped four or five feet high, threw his coat on the floor and hollowed Whoopee . Then an immense cloud of smoke suddenly arose from his coat and filled the room. The room was filled with students who felt the last had come. Several cried, others shrieked, and some almost fainted. We restored order, and school went on as usual. Mike went home that afternoon without a coat. S. C. Grose Principal 1915-2T page thirty