Rustburg High School - Owl Yearbook (Rustburg, VA)

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John Laban Winebarger John Pet Gripe: Coming to school. Pavorite Pastime: Playing baseball. PF. F. A. '46-'47; Degree Team '47; Baseball '47; Softball '46; Volley- ball '46-'47. Jason Leroy Winebarger, Jre Roy Pet Gripe: Ordering Rat Carson to calm down a little in third period study hall so I can get some homework done. Favorite Pastime: Meditating insole 4tude with an apple convenient. FP. PF. A. '43-'42; Freshman Class Historian; Junior President; Senior play. Virginia Mae Taylor Gifiny Pet Gripe: Tne weather. Favorite Pastime: Dancing. Home Ec. '44-'453 Volleyball '46-'47; Annual Staff '47; Senior playe Rose Geanne Tweedy TRose Pet Gripe: History IV class. Favorite Pastime: Tickling Nancy Wade Home Ec. '44-'45; Glee Club '45-'46; eee : Annual Staff '46-'47; Class Reporter '46; Senior play. Charlie Edwin Wisecarver No Pet Gripe: Crooked n barr els. Favorite Pastime: Hinting Giaitih F. F. A. Baseball '41-'43; Softball. John William Yates Jake Pet Gripe: Coming to school. Favorite Pastime: Sleeping. F. F, A. '44-'47; Treas. of FFA. '47; F. Fe. As Judging team '46. Degree team '47.

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Edward Davis Moore fpatt Pet Gripe: Making speeches. Favorite Pastime: Talking. F. F. A. '45-'47; Judging Team '45- '463; Reporter in F. F. A. '47 William Wilburn Patrick Billy Pet Gripe: Monday morning history test. Favorite Pastime: Asking questions. F. re A. '45-'47, Adelle Jane Manuel Adelle Pet Gripe: Making reports in class, Favorite Pastime: Sleeping Home Ec. '45-'47 Miriam Theolise Maxey Theo Pet Gripe: Physics. Favorite Pastime: Reading. Sec. of class '46; Annual Staff '47; Volleyball '45-'47; Senior play. Raymond Alan Reynolds Pet Gripe: Doing homework. Favorite Pastime: Waiting for the 2:45 bell. F. F. A. '45='46;3 Ss. Cr A. 46; Senior Play. Robert Sanmmel Stevens, Jr. Bob Pet Gripe: Noisy school bus brats . Favorite Pastime: Reading library papers and magazines. F. Fe. A. '46-'47; Secy. '46; Pres. Hub-Feteration '47; Baseball '44-'47; Softball '45-'47; Volleyball '45-'47; Vice-Pres. Lit. Soc. '45; S.C. A. '44; Class Pres. '44; Editor-in-chief Annual Staff '47; Glee Club '45; Literary Con- test '45-'47; Degree Team F.F.A. '46-'47; Public Speaking Contest '46-'47; Senior Play.

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GEASS = WSIORY 6 In the fall of '43°a hive of twenty-eight bees swarmed into the Freshman room at Rustburg High School and settled around our new queen, Miss Raye Francis. We elected as our chkass officers—Bobby Stevens for President; Henry Patrick as Vice-President; Nancy Wade as Secretary; and Billy Blankinship as Treasurer. This year was long remenr bered as we buzzed our way along. Although, to our sorrow, we lost quite a few of our bees. They were Mary Ashwell and Cecil Puckett. However, we had one addition to our Hive— Virginia Mae Taylor— making a total of 25 to swarm into the Sophomore room in tls fall of '44. We had a new queen this year, Mrs. Frances Schadler, and new officers—Henry Patrick as President; Thomas Tanner as Vice-President; Fred Anstey as Treasurer. Jesse Cowart was not only an addition to our class but Reporter too. John Winebarger and Benjamin Simmons joined us this year too. To our sorrow we lost Frances Azmon, Frances Lawrence, Ethel Misner, Marie Caldwell who got married, and Warren Monroe. By this time we were beginning to think we were big shots at Rustburg and with the freshness of spring in our hearts turned to love. Our class sweethearts were Henry Patrick and Frances Azmon. In September, '45 we swarmed for the Srd.time at Rustburg High School, settling in the Juriior room. We had only 19 bees left in our hive, but we kept right on buzzing with a new queen, Miss Edith Evans. We had officers again— President,Thomas Tanner; ‘ Vice-President, Burnell Monroe; Secretary, Bettie Lindsay; Treasurer, Fred Anstey; and Reporter, Rose Tweedy. A’new bee Harris Irby, joined our hive this year. Our class color this year and previous years was blue; class flower, Dogwood; and our motto was— Always ready to meet the cause . And did we think we were it, ask me? Because you see, we were beginning to be {Included in the activities of the Seniors. We gave them a big weiner roast and dance for entertaniment. We held the daisy chain and sang Marcheta to them in the Commencement exercises. This suited us just fine because we would be Seniors next year. During our summer vacation Edwin Goff left us to join the United States Army, but we are hoping that he and Charlie Wisecarver will be with us to receive their diplomas in May. In the fall of '46,—23 of us swarmed into the Senior room for the fourth and last time—with Mrs. Clara Drinkard as our new queen bee; Thomas Tanner as President; Fred Anstey as Vice-President; Nancy Wade as Secretary; Henry Patrick as Treasurer; and three Veterans— Robert Evans, Roy Winebarger, and Lynwood’ Dodson as our class reporters. We mark November as one of our most eventful months during our Senior year. Not only did we present our Senior play, Small Town Romeo , which was a great success, during the month but we also learned of the secret marriage of one of our classmates, Bob Stevens. To our delight he remained with us to be graduated in May. We are saddened by the thought of leaving our hive and going our separate ways, but after considering what the future has in storefor us, we lift our wings with high hopes and buzz along our way. SWAN SONG FOR A SENIOR Once upon a May night cheery, A sad and lonesome, forlorn feeling, While I sat with both eyes bleary One that set my brain cells reeling. (from burning mid-night oil for THIS IS MY LAST NIGHT AT DEAR OLD those exams, ALMA MATER! Suddenly there came a -----? I feel faint, Water! Water! tapping? snapping? rapping? flapping? (or I'd settle for an ice-cold coke (what is the word I want? right now. How about you?) They're not it - but I wont quit. Listen, I tell myself more sanely. I'll start all over.) Why think in circles so inanely? Suddenly there came a feeling What do you hope -=- you dope? Slowly through my whole frame stealing. (Concluded on Senior Play Page.)