Scotts Hill High School - Lion Yearbook (Scotts Hill, TN)

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Johnson, Lela Fay Kennedy, Erline Lurphy, Willie Lontgonery, Ruble Kelley, George Rimer, Kenneth Gilbert, and Theodore Todde But many of then have turned their faces resolutely toward the goals of their ambitions, have grasped the opportunities that have presented thenselves, while the rest of the class, continuing on here, has improved in many ways, liT, Gordon H, Turner is our principal in our senior year, and under his wise guidance, we have tried to do our best. Vi© have striven, with lir. Turner to do all we can for ourselves and for our school. Our accomplishments have been numerous and we feel proud of the year’s work. The class of 1932 has been commended for working to¬ gether. The members have been cooperative and loyal to the class as a whole. The class hopes that its members nay hold out faithfully and go on seeking higher goals and learning to nake stepping stones of all obstacles. It is recognized by all that the school of nineteen hundred thirty-two is very fortunate, indeed, in having for its principal, Hr. Turner, who has re-organized the school almost beyond recognition. This is the first year the school ever published a sohool papei;, this being due mostly to our principal’s overflowing energy, and to his creating a staff which works very earnestly and diligently with him. We feel very proud of our paper, the name of which is Hill Billets. Jow, finally, we hope that this history of the class of 1932 and the Annual for Scotts Hill High School, will be a reminder of the pleasant days spent here and an inspiration to the classes of the future. We trust that our teachers have taught us many lessons which will be useful to us in the days to cone. We feel that we have not been lacking in either intelligence or the persistence to come on to high school. We hope that our achievements in high school nay have prepared us, in part, for the greater things yet to be attempted as we go forth, sono to college, and some to take their place in the business of the world. -Paul Flatt.

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CLASS HISTORY We, the seniors of Scotts Hill High School, wish to leave some record of our lives spent in high school Our happy school days have been very beneficial to us and have been greatly enjoyed. We are sure that we shall look back on these days as sweet memories, and thus, we leave our history as a memorial We want our history to help someone recall the eventful days of his career in high school at Scotts Hill In the year 1928, a class of twenty boys and girls net at Scotts Hill on the first day of school, hoping to complete high school. We were glad to enter high school but especial¬ ly glad of having completed the eighth grade. Mr. Cecil Milan was our eighth grade teacher. Under his guidance we prepared ourselves to meet the lessons that we expected to find in high school. We were cheered by the knowledge that high school was a place of opportunities, opportunities to gain a much higher goal,, to acquire knowledge, and to develop character All these things we have striven to do Our class has distinguished itself in athletics as well as many other activities of the school. Twelve of the original twenty are finishing this year, eight boys and four girls Five of the boys and two of the girls have played basket ball while in high school. They have shown their fighting spirit many times in the old gym at Scotts Hill. Our first year was very successful, as each one was promoted and liked high school fine, Mr. P. H. Murphy was our principal. He held the principalship for three or four years, and was liked by all the pupils. He was a great advocate of school entertainments, and was by nature optimistic and energetic Though we lost some in number, we finished our sophomore year with as much success as we did our first year. During that year, we took part in many of the school activities and applied ourselves to our lessons with increasing earnest¬ ness. In the first two years of high school the class member¬ ship had varied from time to time. Among those who dropped out of school are; ' la Laster, Opal Taylor, Lois White, M rtie Sue Lianess, Lucille Laster, Jewell Eason, Hershel

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CLASS PROPHECY As the ' Eastern sky -was flushing rosily one morning as I began a walk out into the wonderful country. The rolling meadows, the fields, and the shaded dells, poured forth the resplendent beauties of nature in surpassing loveliness. The forests were cool in the shadows of beeches, oaks and elms. Here and there, the red-buds were blooming. Several little birds made the place ring with music. The joyful song of the feathery tribe was in unison with my spirit. I thought, as I walked out among that facinating love¬ liness that the world was more beautiful to me than ever before. While my heart was thus going out to God through His works, I spied a moss-covered log by a rippling brook, walked over to it, and sat down. The beauties all around me lulled me to the shores of dreamland, and there I met a beautiful fairy. She gave me a bunch of roses, and told me to select one and that it would reveal to me my class-mates in 1932, ten years from now. I selected a superb rose and held it gently while its 1 soft petals slowly unfolded and revealed to me the future. Behold 1 The little fairy took my hand and led me to a university. As we entered the office, a familiar face greeted me. It was that of my class-mate, Paul Flatt. I was glad to learn that he was president of the largest University in Kentucky. As I finished an enjoyable chat with him, a very lively woman came in, and to my suprise, it was Grace Jones, the wife of Paul. I was so g lad-f or Paul, for I felt they were congenial, so I left them in their happiness and followed my fairy. I was directed to a beautiful building. We entered and were carried to the top floor. There I was suprised to find Noah Milam.broadcasting. His subject was How to Win the Girl you Love. Then I noticed a graceful woman sitting at the Piano. Soft strains of music flowed from her touch. It was Rubye Helms playing. She, too, was broadcasting, and I learned that she was Mrs. Noah Milam. My fairy must have thought I needed some M touching up” for she next took me to a beauty parlor. Here I met Reba Morris. She told me she had finished business college, but decided she would enjoy working in a beauty parlor more. While we were talking, a man rushed in, so dirty and ragged