Stokesdale High School - Memories Yearbook (Stokesdale, NC)

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Our Junior year was very important to us. It meant that we would get to attend the Junior-Senior Banquet which we all looked forward to. Also during our junior year we re- ceivedour class rings which was a highlight in our life. We sold greeting cards and Christmas candy to earn money for our banquet. Another great experience in our Junior year was our trip to Washington and the long climb up the Wash¬ in gton Monument. Bernell Pope didn ' t come back this year and Haddie Sue White didn ' t return the next year. We struggled up the ladder until finally we became dig¬ nified seniors. Our senior year has been one of hard work and some play with Mr s. R i c h a r d s o n as our home room teacher. We are looking forward to giving the Senior Play and hope for a successful performance. During this year many of us have become experienced salesmen by selling merchandise trying to build up our class treasury. We are now growing closer to the top of our ladder, and in the coming years, we will look back over our many thrilling experiences and appreciate the thing s and people that have helped us to reach this great achievement for which so long we have labored. Patricia Clark Leon Murphy

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CeEnAe CLASS HISTORY As this is December ninth, nineteen fifty five, we realize the end of our high school days is drawing nearer, but let ' s not forget to recall the memorable events that have occured in the past. Our memory of our first day in school is somewhat hazy, but it brightens as we advance step-by-step up the ladder of education to our eighth grade graduation. We shall know again in the near future the elated feeling we shared the night we received our eighth grade diplomas. We gained two new members in the fourth and fifth grades, Jean Halbrook and Larry Friddle respectively. As we entered the doors of high school with great am¬ bitions and high hopes, we thought we were really grown up because we couldchange classes like the rest of the students. Mr. Brewer guided us through our first year of high school. Then we became sophomores with Mrs. Southard as our home room teacher, and we really settled down to work.

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CLASS PROPHECY When the class elected me to write the prophecy I thought to my¬ self, why classmates I can ' t ever think. I har dly know what ' s going on in this busy world today, much less know what ' s going to happen in the future. With this in mind I got busy and observed my classmates, and this is the way I see them today: There ' s no variety in furniture in Bonnie Robertson ' s home-just rocking chairs. She has been rocking for years just waiting for the plummer to return. For Roger no one knows much about-he talked so slowly that he married before he knew what was going on. We were surprised as well as he. Eldridge Tysor is still in school-studying English. It loves him so! Roy Payne b o u g h t some dummies to be his girl friends so they couldn ' t complain about his osculatory inadequacy. Phyllis Jones and Howard Perdue talked so little that their tongues went on a strike for longer working hours. Wallace Wilson, unlike Lot ' s wife who turned into salt, kept getting sweeter and sweeter until he was nothing but sugar. Joy Ann Pegram, Cenobia Lawrence and Jeanne Halbrook live in the office but it is not the principal they like; it is the salesmen that appeal to them. Larry Friddle and P. D. Swain have put on so much mileage South - westard from Stokesdale that they have built a tunnel of love as a short cut. Needless to say they don ' t use it on the way home-because the longest way around is the sweetest way back. We might suggest a cheaper way. It was always hard to get David Middleton to move once he sat down. He sat down up at His Little Margie ' s and is still there. Or landa Pope always had so much on her mind that it was hard for her to remember anything-but her dates. Leon Murphy walked around with his head in the air, because there was so much in it. He stumped his toe one day in the hall--now he watches where he ' s going, and we think he ' s going somewhere too. Raymond Pegram and Jean Holland held their temper as long as they could, then they exploded-now they are in 99 different parts. During one of Myrtle Matthews glorious blushes her head burst into flames. With no eyes to see, ears for to hear, or mouth for to talk, life just won ' t be worth living so she expired. Roger Pegram almost worried our typing teacher to death. Now he ' s decided to behave himself in class. Pat Clark almost lost her voice cheering on the cheerleader squad. Now she walks around groaning, Let ' s go, Blue Devils! Evelyn Cook wrote so many airmail letters it almost broke her up, so she decided to just go herself. Now she ' s in Mississippi; or I might say with that guy in uniform. Sarah Middleton was always crazy about uniforms. But she was too particular about what was in them. Now she has decided to join the Lonely Hearts Club. Barbara Vernon walks around in a daze--too much of that Rocking¬ ham County community. Watch out fora new home on highway 158East. Barbara Vernon