Princess Anne High School - Peerage Yearbook (Virginia Beach, VA)

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Ace Newspaper Vendor, Ioyce McCloud, corners Ronnie Hedly and makes her sale. This was the frst issue of the '55 - '56 Page , Princess Anne's prized news sheet. Unaware passersby continued on their way. Later when the news seeped out, Joyce was mobbed by prospective purchasers. Fwe sophomores look hopelessly at their first report card of the year. By Q the expression on their faces you Q would think they received a few I three prongedl' letters. N ff George Wetherington, lane Parker, Kenny Mathews, Louis Halsey, Jimmy Loftin, Terry Parkerson and Janet Morgan, candidates for senior oficers, watch Mrs. Barnes, Mr. Oliver and Mr. Williams count the ballots.

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Few vacant seats were available at 1 the yirst Princess Anne assembly or -1 at any others thereafter. Nearly ninety dollars was netted by the newspaper stag as a result of this sock hop following the game with Newport News. Thousands of rollicking, rowdy students assembled in the auditorium for the first program, Their air of jollity was soon dispelled under the stem gazes of the Hawkeye-d Hannahsf' This subdued atmosphere lasted until Miss Black accidently played Shake, Rattle, and Roll for the recessional. Cone for the teachers were the lazy days of summer. Present were the hours of filling out orange cards, black cards, yellow cards, pink cards, striped cards, plaid cards, and last but not least, polka-dotted cards. fThese were federally connected forms.j Never was the line of disciplinary problems at the office so extensive. Drastic action had to be taken to curb the vim and vigor accumulated during idle summer months. Mrs. Bessie Long fills book orders for freshmen.

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UCTOBER Superintendent F. W. Cox, in honor of whom our stadium was named, and other dignitaries, during the half-time dedication ceremonies. ABOVE RIGHT: Irvin Evans and Ken Brethauer, candidates for Junior class president, display a tremendous political banner. Ken is the proud papa, Irvin the disgruntled helper, forced to perform this sacrifice by yearbook stag members with clubs in their hands out of camera range. A little cooler. The incense of buming leaves drifted on the air. It was a month of activity and refreshing en- thusiasm. It was a brisk month, the last before the icy cold of winter. VVhile concentration should have been on Equations and Chaucer, everyonels mind wandered to his feet. All We could think. of was football. Following our slight miscalculation at Norview, we bounced back 1'Ef KU' vo or hauel' pREg?ef JUNIOR CLASS to defeat the heavily favored Newport News squad 13-0. This was the worthiest of all gestures to honor the dedi- cation of Cox Stadium. The pace quickened . . . Great Bridge . . . 26-13. Through sweet and bitter we swelled with pride. They were our boys and to us they were heroes all .... The first issue of The Pagel' rolled off the press. Carlands to Skinner and All to Elaine Brooks. A good paper, powerful in a pleasant voice . . . OOOH! Report cards. Any visions on pink billowing clouds of paradise are now completely dissolved, Evil little cardboards. Tattle Tales. Party Poopers. Well wait till next month, I'll show them. . . . The challenge for honor, Senior Elections. Ken White- hurst, a dark horse, galloped through to out-run the field. The elected slate fulfilled every promise made. Of course they didn't make any.