Poquoson High School - Islander / York Chronicle Yearbook (Poquoson, VA)

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Philip Edwards, Patricia Upton, Frances Hogge, SEATED: Mary Kathryn Rowe, John Hunt, lieutenant, Mr. Edwards, sponsor, Betty Ray Randy Rollins, Kenneth Forrest, Janice Crock- Burcher, captain. ett. STANDING: Polly Insley, Miriam Moore, Patty Messick, Frances Hunt, Bethany Forrest. aA ely Boyd Soles, Barbara Moore, Sherwood Emerson, Billy Wainwright, Nancy Harris, Jack Royall, Alma Jean Moore, Jean £. Moore, Hilda Henen Benthall, Grayson Fox, Peggy Rollins, Thomas, Ray Parcell. Belle Castellow, Jarmon Moore. The Safety Patrol of Poquoson High School has completed another year of promoting safety around the campus and on the buses. | Under the guidance of Mr. Edwards, sponsor, Betty Ray Burcher as ‘captain and Frances Hogge as lieutenant, the Safety Patrol, composed of thirty-one members, has tried to achieve the goal of safety around the school.

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GI; History There always comes a time near graduation when one desires to look back and think over t hings which have helped and influ- enced him in his high school career. As it is in life, so it is dur- ing the five years that lead to graduation, there are always cer- tain things in which one will put his confidence and faith. To us who are graduating this June it is our class. We feel our past perfected . . . our future conditional. Important events seem to coincide. Long ago in the dim ages of the past, when education was struggling in her infancy, Aristotle called together his small band of scholars on the white vistas of old Athens. Just so many centuries afterwards our wonderful class of June ‘51 entered Poquoson High School. That class was composed of eighty-two shivering, shaking students wildly hunting for a place in which they might escape the amused glances and stinging ridicule of upper classmen. As uinfledged freshmen, newness was our school life. Much to our relief, however, we were called to the auditorium, and after a speech by Mr. Thomas in which he welcomed us to the school and gave us some excellent advice, we chose our courses and planned our five years’ study. There were three courses of- fered, the academic, the commercial, and the general. Our class was divided into two sections and then to work. Naturally our comfort was endangered greatly during that session by a haunting cry of “‘rats’’, but when the football season began our class turned out in full force, and we thus began to command more respect. This same year we elected Jack Royall as our president. The most wonderful event of this year was our freshman formal dance, which took place April 23, 1947. It proved very successful, even if we did have the misfortune of misplacing the nuts and mints. Mr. Thomas honored us by saying that we were the best man- nered group that had ever held a dance at Poquoson High School. Then, the first May Day was held since 1941. Miriam Moore and Frances Hunt represented our class in the court. The following September we returned to school pleased with our position, for now we were able to escape the ‘‘gall’’ and helped with the hue and cry against our less fortunate companions. Dur- ing this term we were assigned to two different home rooms. Wallace Smith was elected to lead us as full fledged freshmen. This year was a successful one for all of us. We were represented in the May Court by Janice Crockett and Nancy Harris. This was a gala affair. We ended the year with our freshman dance which proved a definite credit to us as a class. Vacation being over we came back for another year as flighty sophomores. This year more than ever we realized our import- ance. We found ourselves even more interested in school affairs. Alex Turlington was elected to head our class for the coming year. Under his able leadership we again sponsored a dance which proved a big success. This year we elected Janice Crockett, Betty Burcher, and Glendola Watkins to our May Court. The next September we came to school fairly bristling with our own importance. Finally we had reached the height of juniors; indeed we were so important that the old school could not pos- sibly do without us. To start things with a bang we elected Philip Edwards as president, and began to plan the most interesting event of the year, the Junior-Senior Prom. Randy Rollins, Vice President; Philip Ed- wards, President; Alex Turlington, Secre- tary and Treasurer. Then the long awaited day came when we were called to the auditorium to order our class rings. Under the excellent guid- ance of Mrs. Norma Carmines we began work on the prom for the outgoing seniors. We carried out the theme of a garden scene, from the dyeing of cheese cloth to the hanging of paper roses. All in all we felt well repaid for our work by the evident success of the dence. With this confusion over, we received our rings, and felt as if we were as good as graduated. This year Zella Smith, Mary Katherine Rowe, and Janice Crockett were class rep- resentatives in the May Court. When June came we looked for- ward to our next year with great expectations. Finally we were seniors, real ones, supposed to be dignified and high hatted. But tell us, please, how we could preserve these rare characteristics,;when we were forced to flee from one class to our home room and back again to another class in five minutes. We came back to the old High School as seniors, with the thought of a long journey being nearly completed. Again Philip Edwards was elected to lead us as seniors. Along with this came our class motto, colors, invitations, announcements, and last, but not least, the business of the Annual. The seniors came in very well this year in athletics, having many boys on the football squad. We were the first class of P. H. S. to be represented on the All- State Football Team, two of our star players attaining this honor. We the class of ‘51 feel this is indeed a distinction. Now after five years, in our memories still linger thoughts of pleasure and work with our classmates and we are looking forward to our prom, entertainment, commencement and our bac- calaureate sermon. And with these comes the end of our high school days after which we shall face the world as alumni, leaving Poquoson with a deep feeling of regret, and hoping that as we face life’s problems we remember ‘there is no prize without a struggle.’’