Siler City High School - Seniorogue Yearbook (Siler City, NC)

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Mrs. Howard and our Class President, Jack Pritchard, helped pull us through that third year. 1 Another short vacation-and again we heard the bell beckon us. We knew that when we com leted nine months of school this time we wouldn't be comin back. P v 8 Many of us had this thought in mind as we went from class to class each day. Miss Holleman was there to help us out and to steer us into horneport safely. Our class officers this year were as follows: President, jack Pritchard, Vice-Presi- dent, Joanne Phillips, Secretary, Cleo Scott, Treasurer, Weseline Light. On November 24, the football team played Guilford County in the Odd Fellows Bowl. At the end of a hard-fought game, the score was tied. Both teams re- ceived a trophy and everybody was happy. Members of the Senior Class who played were: Glenn Phillips, Jack Elkins, Paul Ferguson, and Colie Fox QCo- Captainsi, Henry Siler, Robert Emerson, and James Glosson. The school band took part in a parade in which eleven other bands participated, and they tied for first place with the Jamestown band to win a cash prize of twenty-five dollars. On May 4, the day to which both the Juniors and Seniors had been looking for- ward, the Junior-Senior Banquet, was held. It was a very beautiful banquet, and we thank the juniors and Mrs. Howard from the bottom of our hearts for the wonderful job they did! CAlrnost as fine as ours.j The next thing on our program was the Senior Play. Even though everybody had a lot of fun preparing for it, we couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when it was over, we hope successfully. Then on commencement day, we realized that we were about to complete our voyage, we were sailing into homeport. As we walked down the aisle and across the stage to receive our diplomas, we were sad because we knew we must soon leave thc things that we had learned to love so well. We don't know what life holds in store for us, but we do know that no matter what happens, we are starting full speed ahead and prepared to face the future with only a slight glance backward at all the good old days gone by. WESELINE LIGHT, Hirzorian. 18

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CLASS llISTORY On September l, 1939, a group of boys and girls set sail on a long voyage. We knew that the waters would be rough and that there would, no doubt, be many storms. Nevertheless, we were determined to attain our goal-a high school edu- cation. Most of us started at the Henry Siler School or the Siler City High School. Still others joined our class later. After completing the seven elementary grades, those of us from the Henry Siler School transferred to the High School. That first day was a great experience. We saw all of our old friends and made many new ones. Under the leadership of Miss Caviness and Miss Amick, we completed that part of our voyage without too much difficulty. After a vacation, which seemed much too short, we entered our Freshman year. We were green and had to take a lot of teasing, but we didn't mind that. CWe knew that our time to do the teasing would come.D The girls' basketball team won the county championship and they were co- champions of the Jaycee Invitational Tournament. Members of the class who played were Jane Spence and Ann Siler. With Mrs. Brooks, Miss Rogers, and our Class President, Robert Emerson, to help us out, we struggled through our Freshman year. We had three months of fun and thenethe ringing ofthe school bell once again reminded us that it was time to forget our happy, carefree lives for a while and to think of more serious things. CSuch as English, Algebra, etc.j Miss Caviness and Mr. Howard were our homeroom teachers this year. QMiss Caviness, girls, and Mr. Howard, boysj and with them to lead the way, we learned not only how to work but also how to have fun while we were working. We elected for our Class President this year Ben Clapp, jr. Two of our girls, Ann Siler, and Bethel Harris, were elected cheerleaders. Again the girls won the county basketball championship and they also won the Piedmont Open Players Tournament. Ann Siler and Glenn Phillips were chosen on the Piedmont Open-All Tournament teams. VVe were all pretty proud of them. Then came our Junior year. This was a time for which we had been anxiously waiting. The Junior-Senior Banquet was one of the most enjoyable occasions we had ever witnessed. The lunchroom was transformed into a pirates' cove with zu pirate ship, dancing girls, real live pirates, and a treasure chest. Giving this ban- quet was so much fun that even the work appealed to us. This year the boys won the county championship. lklembers of the class who played werefilenn Phillips, Pete llunter, Robert lfnicrson, Henry Siler, :intl James Glosson. 17

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CLASS PRIIPIIECY IIIIMEZ 1961 PLACE: Floating on my little cloud, playing my little harp. REASON EOR SUCII CONDITION: Died waiting for the 3 olclock bell. VVhile fioating on my little cloud playing my little harp I pass over Nashville. Ahl I see Barbara Trogdon writing Hill-Billy songs for Patsy Pendergrass to yodel on Soapy Siler's Washed-Up Rangersi' sponsored by Henry's new wash- ing Miracle Soaper Sudsf' As I pass over San Antonio, Texas, I see Pete and james trying to get baby sitters for their twins. Coming back to Siler City, I see Sheriff Robert Emerson finding Jimmy Vann's Still-STILL chasing Women. As I pass over Elon College I see Elizabeth Ward at last getting her teacher's certificate in dress styling. Maybe one reason she has accomplished her mark is that Doc Clapp is the new professor-one of those who wants to cover the subject as little as possible. Passing over Fort Uackjson S. C., I see baby sitter Beckey Allred, who loves sitting with the Unfantjry. One of her most ardent customers is Sgt. Jack Treat 'em rough Elkins who says Goo Now Uharpingl' my way over Charlotte I see lumbermen, Charles Campbell and Cleo Scott looking over limbs Glenn Phillips is also hanging around. a lumber yard, hunting for his draft board. Drifting back over Siler City Post Office, I find Nancy Clapp flying after her air Umalef' Also up in the air about her air male', is Betty Ann Allred, who wishes he were tied to a post fofiice would be just finej. As I cruise northward to Portsmouth, Va., I locate Lois Seawell running a beauty shop and washing Mousie,' Light's hair. Mousie is unconsciously singing lim Gonna Wash That Man Right Out of My Hair. Now I stop for a coke', and, glancing through the New York Timm, I see in Ann Siler's sports column that Chicago Bears' fullback Paul Ferguson is racking up scores-scores of penalties. On the steps of the Capitol in Washington, I see Babe', Harris trying to get the President to veto a bill that since popcorn makes so much noise, it should be outlawed in theaters. Mary Alice Gilliland and Laurastine James are helping her, because their children will be dissatisfied at the movies without any. 19