Radford High School - Oak Leaf Yearbook (Radford, VA)

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crowd. Kut she should worry, for there just behind her stand the other oHicers, Martha, Mary and Carl — all ready and willing to help. And bless my soul, there right in the midst, with his perpetual smile stands Arthur Rossa tiiesen — our faithful faculty advisor. I ' hat brings us to number ten. No, this isn ' t a photograph of the Mardi Ciras — it ' s our Hallowe ' en Party! Really it was worth all the struggle of three years just to attend this spectacular event. W’endt- came, but instead of Peter Pan, she had a gallant Spanish Cavalier for an escort. ( 1 knew, before we removed our masks, that it was Pink and Ott. ) 1 managed to get a few reminders of that all-important Event, the Junior-Senior Banquet. Number eleven shows judson doing his stuff as toastmaster — and how he did put across those well-timed jokes. 1 nearl)’ broke m)- neck climbing onto the mantel of the Legion Hall to get the birds-eye view in number twelve. But it ' s a good one. Isn ' t that rectangular arrangetnent of the tables clever? And the decorations I We never could have worked them out so effectively if we hadn ' t used Pop ' s geometry period I Of course we were reminded very forcibly of our negligence the next day, but as everything was ‘ ' symmetrical at the bainiuet we managed to get by without badly “diminished grades I Pm afraid vou will get the idea that we were a rather irrespondble bunch of Juniors. But really the class of ' 31 participated wholeheartedly in every school activity. In Student Council, Hi- ' , Cjlee Clubs, Literary Clubs and .Athletics, Juniors were shining examples. Phere I go again, shooting off my head, instead of explaining these “silhouettes. Please excuse me. I shall try to be careful hereafter. Number thirteen is ciuite impor- tant for it shows whom we selected as Senior Class ofhcers. See if you can find them — Judson, Margaret, Violet and Harry. That certainly is a go-getter bunch, isn ' t it? Under their leadership ' 31 has become the best class that ever graduated from Radford H When September, 1930, came we decided that the very first thing we should do was to decide which member of the faculty we should honor with the privilege (or burden with the task) of sharing our joys and woes. Miss Jones was the luckv one (or unlucky, as you choose to look at it) ! Our next class meeting was for the purpose of choosing the Oak Leaf staff. At the close of the election there was so much excitement that 1 couldn ' t catch all the successful candidates together, but Mr. Darnell managed to do it later, so look on page eight of the Silhouette Edition of the Oak Leaf, 1 am sending, and you ' ll see a dandv good picture. 1 simply can ' t resist sending you these two glimpses of our noble attempt at a Shakes- pearean production. Phe wild and ghostly midnight hags are Eloise, Margaret and Cirace as the witches. Phe desperate-looking pair with bloody hands are none others than James and Virginia as Macbeth and his better half. We surprised even ourselves with our amazing histrionic ability. Isn ' t it queer to see a classroom without a teacher? Another result, my friend, of the far-reaching efforts of this ambitious class. M ' e have a senior privilege! We are allowed to study in an unsupervised hall. What do you think of the picture? We had to be reminded not more than a dozen times that it wasn ' t a social hour! Here is our gymnasium in holiday dress, just as the Juniors prepared it for the deli- cious bamiuet they served in our honor. Words cannot do justice to the food and the good time they gave us, but comparatively speaking, they were both just as beautiful as this picture of the gym. Phe Senior Play! Pm sending a group of pictures to show you how varied and attractive the characters were, flonor Bright! It certainly was a success. What I mean is, Honor Bright was the name of our Senior Play. Radford audiences evidently like a fast-moving, sparkling comedy, and Broadway is sure to win at least one or two stars from such a cast. But goodness! Here I ' ve been sitting for three hours, and the building is almost empty. Wouldn ' t it be silly to struggle for four years to get away from school, and then calmly allow myself to be locked in? Pm not so sure I would hate it, because after all I ' ve been extremely happy. And now my high school days will soon be over. My! My! 1 must not allow myself to think such thoughts, for 1 shall start weeping copious tears, which would blot the words of this lengthy epistle and make the shapshots stick together. But there’s only one way to prevent it — that is, say good-bye. Lovingly and pictorially yours, •M.vrth. , ( ' lass Historian. T ‘wenty-one

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THE OAK LEAK Class History Room 107, Miss I’atsv Oldfriend, Radford High School, Senior High School, May 29, 1931. Farawa , North Dakota. De. r P.atsy, Can you imagine it? flere 1 sit in Room 10 for the last time. 1 just ran up this morning to collect my plunder, ” which was scattered from the Power Room to the gym. •Ml week I have been so excited I simply couldn ' t collect my wits — much less mv other belongings. Oh! it will be such a thrill to get that longed-for sheep-skin. 1 really am afraid Mr. Barnett will snatch it back at the last minute — but if 1 manage to get my hands on it, he won ' t have a chance. But, I must do as you asked — start at the beginning and tell vou everything. It seems ages since you left iti 1927, just when we were ready to enter Radford Hi. And oh, so iTiany things have happened. If you don ' t believe it, take a look at these snapshots I ' m enclosing. In order that you may be able to see the progress we have made I ' ve num- bered them in order of their appearance. Dn ' t number one a scream? To see us tiow you would never believe that we were once these timid, scampering rats. Probably you recognize the building in the background as Central CHammer School, where we were compelled to begin our High School career, because of crowded conditions in the old High School. Really tho, ' we didn ' t mind in the least. In fact, we felt very keenly our superiority — for were we not the only High School “students in the building! Number two, of course, is a picture of our illustrious first-year faculty. Doesn ' t Miss Engart look dignified in her horn-rimmed specs? (She now has some adorable new ones with gold frames.) But Miss Caldwell hasn ' t changed a bit. She still believes that dieting is detrimetital to the health ! Phis next snap gives you an idea of what we looked like en masse. Eightv-seven ! with Evelyn ' i!son, our newly-elected president, standing in the center. But look at picture number four. Quite a change, isn ' t there, especially in number? For one reason or another about twenty have dropped Iw the ivayside. Some moved away, others grew weary, and a few even decided to enter the ho ' v bonds of matrimony. And notice the different background. At last we are in a real High School — the old one in East Radford. Do you recognize the smiling face in the center? Ruby Holland Dobvns, of course, our beloved class advisor, with Bryan, Sophomore president, at her elbow, ready to assist in time of need. Fake particular notice of number five, for it deserves your undivided attention. No one but “Pop — our Eagle -eyed Principal! And that imrressive-looking instrument in his hands, my dear, is his faithful bugle, which has called us to our duties for lo, these three years. If you want an idea of the effect of this “call to duty glance at number six and see the “chain-gang, wearily waiting for that final note which means forward march — into the thick prison walls. Naturally, dear Patsy, when you asked me to tell you something of our fligh School careers, you simply expected an unprejudiced statement of facts, hut nevertheless I must wax eloiiuent, and show my partiality when 1 send you this silhouette of our new High School building. It is gorgeous! We were overwhelmed with joy when February, 1929, came, and we moved in. Think of it, we were to enter a building etiuipped with com- fortable new desks, convenient lockers, laboratories for science, a huge gymnasium, one of the most beautiful auditoriums in the state, a library, and wonder of wonders, a cafeteria! This group, which I cut from my 1929 year-book, reminds me that as Sophs we wit- nessed the organization of our present very-effective Student Council. 31 is represented by Bryan and V ' iolet. Well, well! ' e have been moving at a rapid pace. Here we are at number nine, and we are Jolly Juniors. Not a bad-iooking class, eh? Shrinking in (|uantity, but not in (|uality. Just forty-five — but what a record-breaking bunch. Fhere is Doro ' hy, lookin.g a bit worried because she realizes what it means to be the president of this rollicking Twenty

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