South High School - Black and Gold Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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ZaiifGEQQE.-.'Z'l'-fbi.-.c.-tyaza--i ei 2515 Aumvlg r v EDITIDN LEE5 Ill!!! CUBIC lhiffillll UU . POEM OF R. I. REYNOLDS HIGH IUNE CLASS BLACK AND GOLD Lena Sue Shermer, Poet INITIUM For sometime we shared life together- Our joys, disappointments, and fears. We were contented: little caring What would happen in future years. We formed friendships, true and lasting Forgetting that time would never wait, But instead would descend upon us, Crying, Seperation will be your fate! Time has now come to fulfill his vow, And soon our ways will part, This is not the ending but the beginning So look up! launch out-embark! Life is beckoning us onward Are you ready and unafraid? She wants only the brave and the daring Them only will she aid!

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Ruth Amelia Weavil COMMERCIAL COURSE Pet Hate-Squeaky Shoes Dramatic Club I: Needlework Club 1: Class Baseball l: Class Basketball l. Eugene Williams LATIN COURSE Pe' Hate-loumalism projects Scientilic Research Club 2: Met. Sci. Club 2, 3: Pine Whispers Stall' 3. 4: Council Congress Representative 4: Mgr. A Girl To Order 3: Ir. Hi-Y 2: Sec. 2: Ushers Club 3, 4, 5: Bus. Mgr. Magazine Campaign 4: Readers Digest Club 5: Pres. 5: Black and Gold Staff 5: Editor-ln- Chief Segya 5: Quill and Scroll 4, 5: S. I. P. A. Representative 5: Sr. Hi-Y 5: Delegate to Older Boys' Conference 5: Track 5. Eugene Wilson LATIN COURSE Pet Hate--Being Hungry Ir. Dramatic Club l: Calvin H. Wil- ey Lit. Soc, I, 2: lr. Hi-Y l: Sr. Hi-Y 3, 4: Met. Sci. Club 4: Boost- ers Club l, 2: Football l, 2, 3, 4: Basketball 3, 4: Tennis 2: Track 3. Page one hundred forty Dallas Marquin Weir GENERAL CounsE Pet Hate-Girls South Ir. High l. 2. Mary Margaret Wilson GENERAL CouRsE Pet Hate-Street Cars South Ir. High. Eleanor Westall GENERAL COURSE Pet Hate-'Double Trouble Ann Wilson MODERN LANGUAGE COURSE Pet Hate-School Girls Wide Awake Club l: Etiquette Club I. R. Haywood Witherington GENERAL CouRsE Pet Hate-'Vacation Time Banrl 5: Nature Club 5. BLACK AND GOLD

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32565766369 Zffir-c:'Z2iE.-hi Ei 253 ANNlvlQ r v EDITIDN UZ-Cl -If-Q '-U!lU-lI- -U HISTORY OF IUNE CLASS, 1936 Marguerite Pegram, Historian Four years ago a group of wide-eyed youngsters drifted over to the R. Rey- nolds Naval Academy from Calvin H. Wiley with dreams of becoming full- fledged sailors on this modern sea of life. We had heard of the stiff regulations by which we would have to live, the long hours of study, dotted here and there with a few days of liberty, and in the summer the three months of shore leave when we were free from the stiff study routine, but we launched our feeble ship Desire on the waters of education and gave it a push. The principal appointed to be in charge of us, our first Secretary of the Navy, Miss Margaret Bailey. By her excellent guidance we managed to get through that year when we were considered mere plebes. We were pestered and teased on all sides fsome of us even paid the so- called radiator feel and learned the stages by which we were taught our course in tying knots. The first year as freshmen we were tied in knots: as sophomores, or youngsters in our customary naval slang, we watched the knots being tied: as juniors, we learned to tie the knots: but when we became seniors, or first-class midshipmen, and inherited their many pri- viliges and noble dignity, we tied the knots in a big way. We elected as our regimental com- mander, or president, for both our first and second years, the versatile Mary Lou Nash, who has since gained an honorable discharge and moved out of our regiment. She wore' all five stripes of honor with a guiding leadership and was assisted by Ruth Weavil, Bill Borthwick, and Mutt Dize as our other honorary striped of- ficers, serving along with our second Sec- retary of the Navy, Miss Faye Martin. We found that after hitting the deck for class every morning we were requir- ed to go through the daily ship's work of swabbing the deck of English, scraping the Page one hundred forty-two paint of Science, shining the bright work of Mathematics, coaling the ship of His- tory, and polishing the rails of the Lan- guages. Few minute intervals for trips to our sea bag or locker always served as a well-appreciated breathing spell. A real sigh of relief though was heard every day around twelve o'clock when the mess call for chow was sounded and we paced off toward the lunch room or the scuttle-butt fdrinking fountain to you under-class- men.l If we did not come up to the 2.5 mark of passing for our ship's work we were politely bilged out, or in milder language, flunked out and remained in our accust- omed place. However, if we could reach the 4.0 mark of perfect, we were widely proclaimed and looked up to by the rest of our regiment and batallions. As we boarded the third year of our education, we found ourselves under, the command of that systematic siren Secre- tary of the Navy, Miss Irene Iones, and the characteristic class commander, Bill Brooks-the privileges were beginning to come our way and our waters were dot- ted with the gayety of the Iunior-Senior and such affairs, but then, as always, they were followed by the clouded skies of exams drawing near. As we embarked upon this, our senior year, and attained the rank of first class midshipmen, we bragged extensively of our many privileges, but where they are or what they are-we cannot tell you. Phil Walker, Miss Ruth Ford, and Miss Pauline Whitley have successfully steer- ed us through the merry waters of the year and steered us clear of the exams, storms, and frequent showers in the east- ern portions of tests, Now we have gained the honor of be- ing ready to embark on the two ships launched in our harbor, College and the Business World. We are thankful for the send-off by the President of our Union, our faithful principal, Mr. Claude Ioyner. BLACK AND GOLD