Provo High School - Provost Yearbook (Provo, UT)

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Into these shining corridors you walk — a chosen few; While thousands gone before, long to be with you. An envisioned reality, the dream of decades, has been realized in the structure which for one year has housed the students of Provo High. Here one thousand young men and women have pursued their education and formed lasting friendships in the inspiring surroundings of an architectural masterpiece. 3

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 Architecture is music in space — as it were, a frozen music. Soaring notes were captured and held rigid in the floating stairway that graced the south end of the main hall. Sunlight, bursting through the east windows, bathed walls and staircase in shining glory. The green, cushioned seats and the hushed atmosphere of the auditorium — a peaceful mecca in the midst of the school's cross-currents — offered occasional sanctuary to weary spirits in search of solitude. Deep, wet moss and cool blue shadows . . . Sunliqht and shadows played hide and seek over the planter box under the stairs in front of the main office. Dewy ferns and waxy begonias, like trees in a green forest, gladdened the hearts of all who entered here. 2

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To the dynamic personality of Provo High, our principal D. V. Tregeagle, we loyally dedicate this book of memories — printed and set to the music of an industrious studentbody under the leadership of a man devoted to his profession. We feel it is only fitting and proper to dedicate this book to the man who has dedicated his all to the studentbody and activities herein. From the day the first blueprints for the new Provo High were inscribed upon paper, Principal Tregeagle devoted all his actions to seeing that the students were given the very best in modern educational housing. Without his unceasing efforts, the school year of 1956-57 would never have known commencement within the walls of the new building. The details of such a gigantic undertaking never daunted him. Through the entire summer of 1956, he could be found from dawn till sunset working with contractors, helping the workmen, and seeing that the construction was progressing at a rate which would allow the students to begin their school year in the new building. Principal Tregeagle watched every girder find its place; every stroke of paint he noted with care. He watched with satisfaction as the tiles for walls, ceilings, and floors crowned with reality the plans that began with the blueprints. His reward for all this sacrifice and worry was simply the Oh, how beautiful commenis heard during the week of orientation and registration in the fall. With pride he showed the student-body a building whose construction he had carefully watched from the digging of a gaping hole in the ground to the finishing of the minute detai.s. From 1952, when the weighty responsibility of principal of Provo High School was placed upon his shoulders, this school has been his life. He has allowed no outside duties to take him from his obligations to the studentbody. Principal Tregeagle's show of pride and confidence in the students and genuine interest in their activities have set a standard for them which is a challenge to maintain. They know that he will be satisfied with nothing but the best from Provo High, and he knows they can produce it. Deb , as he is affectionately called, is never too stuffy to join in the fun of the teen-age rock and rollers, as he did when he sportingly took part on the faculty assembly in the fall. On the other hand, he is always their champion in efforts to promote culture and refinement. Hungry? This way to the lunchroom, said Principal Tregeagle to Mr. Jones, custodian. Deb was justly proud of the room directories which appeared in each of the three wings. This item should go on next week's calendar, instructed the principal to Anna Lou Jones, office clerk. Calmly, quietly, and with little fanfare, these two kept the school running like a well-oiled machine. AS 4-Dedication