R J Reynolds High School - Black and Gold Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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30 BLACK AND GOLD 0112155 liiatnrg seems as if it' wereionly yesterday that we gathered in Il Chapel for the fdrst time as a group of timid Freshmen. Four years have simply flown away leaving us only mem- s' ories-memories of happy times and hard work we have shared together. As Seniors, and all that the name implies, let us look back upon these four years that have meant so much to us. In the four years that have elapsed since first we entered the front door so grandly that September day Cthat was the last time for four yearsl many members of the class have dropped out. But those of us who remain remember the experiences of these four years, how as Freshmen we were sent around to the side doorg how we were snubbed by the Juniors and Seniors when we were Sophomoresg how when we became Juniors we had the impression that we knew it all , and as Seniors we have found how little we really do know as compared with what we must learn. But these are things that every class comes in contact with sooner or later. We all remember that first day at High School when Mr. White carefully explained some phases of the new life that was to be ours. We listened with a feeling of awe to the different' courses that High School offered and felt that we were really beginning to train our- selves to be more efhcient and intelligent pers.ons. However, after a few months of hard work and careful study in such deep subjects as Latin and Algebra we began to realize that there would have to be many more months of such labor before we would get those dreamed-of diplomas. Being Freshmen we of course had to stand, as best we could, the indignities forced upon us by those Superior Beings, the Sophomores. This year was also marked by that joyous day of Novem- ber the eleventh. None of us can forget the mixed feeling of joy and thankfulness we experienced that morning at the sound of those rejoicing horns and whistles. And well do we remember how dili- gently we tried to convert our spending money into savings that would help the government. In our Sophomore year we had lllr. Moore, who had been a Captain in the Army, and he helped us to overcome the difficulties of Algebra. It was during our Sophomore year, too, that the girls' athletic association was formed and the girls went out so enthusiasti- cally that it was wondered why this association had not been organ- ized before. lt is not easy for any of us to forget some of the problems of that year, such as the writing of our first debate. We haunted the library continually during those days eagerly searching for points

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E 7 E. : Its the things we do, that count in later life. : BLACK AND GOLD 29 gllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllllliIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlillllilIIIIIIIIIInillllllIHIIIIIIIIlilllllllillllllllllllg Glleum 15112111 E For a moment we are gladdened 2 2 And then our hearts are saddened 2 E As our graduation day looms up so near. E E Though we are glad to leave, 2 E Our hearts are sure to grieve, 2 E For we have come to love the school most dear. SE E Soon with serious looks E E We will put away our books E 5 And enter into life's great harvest Heldg 2 E And the seeds we sow E E Will take root and grow E E Until we reap a just and worthy yield. E E lt's not the name we've made, 5 E For that will die-or fade' : E We will find it's filled with trouble and with strife. E 5 Let our motto be Success , E 5 Letls work hard and do our best, E E For 'tis said the world doth need that kind of men. E 5 Put our whole soul in the fight ' : Always stand up for the right- 2 5 Then it's certain that we'll soon rise up and win. E 5 -R. Alton Jackson. E 2 , s E 15 S LilIIIIIIllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIlllilllIIllIIIIlllllllllllIlllIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE E And though it now may seem ? E That life is but a dream ' 2

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BLACK AND GOLD p si VVhen finally the master-pieces were hnished we felt that surely we would all be brilliant lawyers some day. In addition to our new course in English we took Spanish and Biology and decided they were interesting courses indeed, and very CU easy. Uh, now we are Juniors--upper Classmen, indeed. VVe had climbed slowly but surely half way up the hill, and sure enough in the distance we could see those wished-for diplomas. School started off with a rush this year for we had to hurry and organize our classes so we might better plan for that grand event, the Junior-Senior Re- ception, at which we were to play hostess. And a grand event it was with its motley crowd of merry makers-even the Seniors said so. As for our studies during this year, we added Geometry to the list and decided it was not nearly so nice as Algebra. As for Short- hand ............ 1 Qnly the words we marched calmly and sedately through the front door can express how we felt that September morning when we entered the old High School again to find ourselves full-fledged Seniors! Yes, Seniors! . This year has been a full one, full of pleas- ures as well as work. To begin with, the Juniors entertained us at a very enjoyable reception on Hallowe'en. The pep which has always been abundant in our School seemed to crystallize when the whole High School, as well as a large part of Winston, went to Chapel Hill to witness a championship foot-ball game between Winston and Fayetteville. Although we lost, the Chapel Hill game will always be a red letter event in the history of our Senior year. It seems that we have worked unusually hard this year, although some of us will admit that we have thoroughly enjoyed our courses in English, Chem- istry, and Commercial Law. And now that the time of Commencement is near we look back over the years of our High School life and we remember only the joys and the pleasures. The sorrows and unpleasant things are forgotten. We will never grow too old or too much engrossed in Business or other professions to forget the friends we have made. It is not easy to say goodbye to High School forever. Although it is not the New High School with its beautiful grounds and buildings that we leave, still we love our old one very dearly. It can tell of all the dear friends we have made there. It is filled with sweet memories, and not one of us is likely to forget the years we have worked and played within and around its walls. - ' -Emma Hunfleji. -Eleanor Tesh.