Savannah High School - Blue Jacket Yearbook (Savannah, GA)

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do cf63fzz0 aC,Qc-it ci J :AM ,,,g,.gg,g It JUNE CLASS HISTORY 1 9 3 7 By DORIS FALK and VIRGINIA WOODCOCK v Gosh, Johnny, look! Isn't that Red Pearson, the football player? said the awe- struck freshman, pointing out the star of the season. That was three years ago, and now the timid freshman is a sophisticated senior to whom the football hero is nothing more than a mere classmate. The athletic teams of Savannah High have always been interesting to the student body, especially the Football Team which has defeated Benedictine for several years in the annual Thanksgiving clash. This year the Girls' Tennis team as well as the Blue and White staff has been awarded letters. The boxing team has lost only two matches in its entire history of the past th-ree years. By far the most brilliant sport history is that of the basketball team. Be- ginning as a mediocre squad this year, in spite of having the odds against it, it walked 0E with the G. I. A. A. championship and the South Atlantic Basketb-all Championship- Two more cups in the trophy case! . The latest addition to our activities beyond sports, is the 201 Club. There budded out among us a crop of blue and white caps, which on investigation proved to be the 201 Club: which was started in Mr. Vick's homeroom. The purpose of the club is to encourage student government. Since then the club has become a highly organized unit among the students. The 201 Club has charge of two study- halls. As we wander through the halls, We hear the sweet singing of the Glee Club which meets everyday in room 89. It is under the able direction of Miss Lola Stevens. There are 95 students on roll. Every Christmas the Glee Club has sung carols in the halls. A recent addition to our school activities is the Fun, Fact, and Fancy Club formed by the pupils of Mr.. Axley's English classes. The purpose of the organiza- tion is to present the original work of the students at the end of each semester. .V Well, those were the good old days! From now on we shall see the games, the Glee Club, go to Fun, Fact, and Fancy , dances, and other High School en! tertainments as Savannah High Alumni, still singing Glory, glory to old High School. H - 1 JUNE CLASS FLOWER--Sweet Pea. COLORS-Blue and White. MOTTO- Let us be judged by our deeds . Page Twenty-Eight

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Q : . a V I ,.. l ' r U Q AQ cidfzze czCfQQt JUNE CLASS PROPHECT Five years have passed since the June Class of '37 was graduated from .Savan- nah High School. My, how time flies! It was only a year ago, while Kathleen and I were visiting New York, that we saw many of our old classmates. As we had only a short time to make our trip, we had to travel fast. so we left Savannah one morning by plane and headed in the direction of New York City. When we arrived there we took a taxi and told the driver, whom we found to be Grady West, to take us to the WaldorfLAstoria. Grady turned out to be a very care- ful driver for we arrived at the hotel safe and sound. The doorman rushed out to help us with our baggage and as we turned to thank him we looked into the beaming face of the handsomest boy in the June class of '37, none other than Madison Chandler. We asked him if he had kept in touch with any of his former class- mates, and he replied that Shirley Leche was now, and had been for the past two years, a maid in the Hotel and that they were planning on being married in Septem- ber- He also said that Constance MacFeeley, Phyllis Kravitch, and Billy Scott were promising young lawyers of that city, that Jayne Crosby and Katheryn Walsh were models in a well known dress shop, and that B. L. Douglas and Jimmie Barr- agan were owners of a chain of theatres in Manhattan- We said good-bye and went into the hotel to register. There we found George Eliopolo as night clerk. Before going to our rooms,Whom should we see but Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Ross. Mrs. Ross was none other than our old school chum, Rachel Chalmers, looking as pretty as ever. They were leaving in the morning for a trip to Europe, so we bade them a found farewell and said we would look them up again whenever we came to New York. When the bell-hops brought our luggage up to our rooms, there was something mighty familiar about them. I asked Kathleen if she recognized them and much: to my surprise she hailed Leo Snedeker and Howell Walker. We were surely glad to see them- They told us we had just missed seeing Horace Oplinger and his bride, the former Celia Oast, who had spent their honeymoon at the Waldorf and had returned to Norfolk, Virginia where they were making their home. Leo and Howell left us and we retired for the night, hoping to see more of our friends in the morning. We were awakened in the morning by a loud pounding on the door and Henry Durant and his wife, Emma Clarke, who had found out that we were in town, came rushing in. They went with us to Coney Island for we didn't know our way around. We were surprised to see many of our old friends there some of whom were there on pleasure trips and some were Working. As we passed the Ferris Wheel, we heard a great deal of noise at the top,..-and looking up we saw Lucille Cor- nel rocking the seatback and forth, while Marion Orr and Dorothy Cornell were holding on for dear life and screaming at the top of their voices. We waved to- them and weut on. In a booth not far away selling candied apples and ice cream stood chubby Dorothy Sampson. now the Wife of the strong man, Richard Braithwaite. We stopped and spoke toher and she said that in the past week she had seen many of our former classmates, among whom were Mary Evdemon, Helen Douglas, Hattie Mae Findley, and Eleanor Irby. They were now teachers and had come up for their vacation. We left Dorothy, reminding her to be sure to visit us when she came back to Savannah. Suddenly, it began to rain and everyone ran for shelter, but there was such a mix-up that we nearly stepped on someone who had fallen over a barrel. Of course we stopped to help the unfortunate victim who was Wet from head to foot, hardly recognizable as Lillian Rosenzweig. ' Page Twenty-Nine