Stonewall High School - Confederate Yearbook (Clearbrook, VA)

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The Class Poem Lingering memories from out of the past Of our teachers, principal, and those Who’ve helped us to the very last Shall be remembered,, each and all When we think of the halls of old faithful Stonewall. On speedy wings the years have flown Since first we came to Stonewall “Hi” Through which we’ve worked to near our aim Until at last we say “Good-bye.” Marie Boyd — 28 —

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Class History ’47 How quickly the time has passed since we were freshmen! We remember the help and counsel of Mrs. Garland Hopkins during those beginning days. In our sophomore year our class had decreased in number but not in pep and spirit. Surviving our many quarrels we maintained our unity sufficiently to present a worth-while program for the observance of Navy Day. Gifts of ‘pop ' and other things too numerous to mention were presented to the Seniors. Building up a bank account for our future needs as juniors and seniors occupied murh of our time. A substantial sum was realized by getting magazine subscriptions and by the sale of various articles. The “Big Event” of the year was the Easter party. At the beginning of 1945-46 we found ourselves settled in the library as digni¬ fied Juniors. Because of overcrowded conditions, at the request of Mr. Harper we moved into the auditorium for our home room and spent the remainder of the year in the state of “Lost and Found”. Until the present time we are still in search of lost articles. Months were spent in preparation for the big event of every junior year, our banquet which was held at the Shenandoah Hotel in Martinsburg, West Virginia. To finance this, we sold potato chips, pop corn, candy, and hot dogs. Another high¬ light of interest was the selecting of class rings which were presented to us at the banquet. With all of this behind us we were in sight of our goal—Graduation! With much cheering we crossed the threshold of Room Five where we were to spend our last year. Knowing that we were so close to graduation and also that we had many things to do, we started work on our annual, slaving to make it a huge success. The next stepping stone was the Senior play and last, but not least, Gradu¬ ation, our long awaited victory. Allthrough our high school years we have had students to come into our class and many to go out, but from this day into the future, none can come in and none can go out. — 27

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The Class Song TUNE: — “Auld Lang Syne” From Stonewall High we now depart, Our minds with memories filled ; With all the joyous times we’ve had But now we’ll say adieu. Chorus: Farewell, Farewiell to ole’ Stonewall We have to part from thee. Farewell, Farewell to ole’ Stonewall The school we loved so dear. From dear Stonewall we have to leave As in life’s work we go— With hopes that we will all do well We bid our last farewell. Helen Crim — 29