St Augustines College - Falcon Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

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CLASS HISTORY One, two, three, four years have sifted through the sands of time, and we, the Class of '56, can look back with grateful thoughts, memories of hardships, failures, and many moments to treasure. Have you ever felt the air of dignity or like the world is at your feet? Well, this is the feeling of 'every senior. To really understand this feeling let me relate the history of the class. It was September, 1952, that we entered the gates of Saint Augustinels and began our regis- tration for the first year of working toward a degree. To the upperclassmen we were just a bunch of green freshmen, but to ourselves there was no group of students who were more dignified and knew so much as we. We had a lot to learn. It is not true, however, that in every instance we were dumb and had no common sense, because most of us knew that it was here that we would begin to lay a firm foundation and prepare ourselves not only intellectually, but spiritually and socially as well. Our class worked hard during the first se- mester to prove ourselves worthy of all the struggling our parents and teachers were doing for us, and we did prove it. Wle were organized, and James Clark was elected president of the class. All of us finally began to catch on to the swing of campus life and so we learned to apply ourselves socially. Many joined such activities as the Dramatics Club, Choir, Canterbury Club, and other groups of interest. It was November and Homecoming had rolled around. W'e worked diligently to decorate our fioat, and VVinifred Lee could not hove I4 been prouder to reign as our '4Miss Freshmen Classf, Let us not forget our great athletes, Yes, the ones this class brought to Saint Augustine's. Do you remember Tony lfVashington and Owen Duncan in football, Leroy Harrison in track, and our contributions to basketball? The CIAA tournament was a highlight our first year. Wle showedoff such players as Donald Young, Richard Mosely, Tony Washington, and Clarence Burks who was named Most Valuable Player for '52-'53.', These great players helped the Falcons win the title of runners-up in the tournament. It was this year that Coach Roy D. Moore was given a trophy for L'Outstanding Coach of the Yearf' lVe were broken-hearted because we lost the game to Wlinston-Salem by two points, but our spirit was high for we knew that we couldn't win everything. The tournament was over and we resumed our studies for soon there would be a reckoning day on the 'cOle Campus. The spring was here and some of us got just plain old spring fever, but there were books to be read and term papers to be written. How did we make it? The end of May was here, exams were taken, and clothes were packed. XVe were headed for home and the first year was completed. ' Y'Ve hear dire stories of how, at the end of the School year, students throw their books in a trunk and vow they will not think of school again until vacation is over. This was not true for us because memories of classmates lingered in our hearts. It was September, '53 and we were back at the 'GOle Camping Ground greeting old faces and preparing to initiate the freshmen. In a