Stonewall High School - Confederate Yearbook (Clearbrook, VA)

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Clad 3 J4id t ory In the famous Shenandoah Valley where apple trees hang pink and sweet with blossoms in the springtime and bear their burdens of luscious red and yellow apples in the fall, there stands an institution by the name of Stonewall High School. So to Stonewall in 1945 came the present Senior Class, from Miller, White Hall, and Round Hill and other schools. Some of us were strangers but not for long. We soon became acquainted and our friendships have grown through the years. Mrs. Annie Barker was our sponsor that first year and Room 8 was our home room. Our Sophmore year brought us back to school in September with great expectations of a happy school year. This time Miss Eleanor Lloyd was our sponsor. New students entered school and became members of our class. By this time our home room which was Room 7 became too small so we were moved to the library. Here we have been ever since. Miss Lloyd gave us a Halloween Party at her summer cabin where we enjoyed games and eats. In February we had a Valentine Party in our home room. A most memorable thing that came our way our Sophomore year was the War Memorial Drive. Whenever a class was ahead, a little flag was raised in the auditorium. All morning the f’ag had been up and down first for the Seniors and then the Sophomores. We were almost even then at noon the Sophomores took the lead and finished with a score of $104.00 for the War Memorial in Winchester. In the spring as May day approached, the Clearbrook Flour Mill wishing to have a repre¬ sentative at the Berryville Beauty Contest asked Mr. Harper to select six girls, with the teachers as judges. Two were selected from each class: Sophomore, Junior, and Senior. Hilda Henry and Betty Franks represented the Sophomore class. Winnie Knight a Junior won first place. Sept. 1940 arrived with the war over but we went back as soldiers to our third year at Stonewall to take up the fight where we laid it down in May. Miss Lloyd became our spon¬ sor but the second semester Mr. Brockman Winifrey took her place. In Oct. we went in to Rush’s Studio to have our pictures taken for the annual. This was to be a busy year for we must sponsor a Junior-Senior banquet and Prom. So we went to work with a will and sold hundreds of hot dog and cheese sandwiches, gallons of soup, tons of potato chips, pop corn and candy. By April 11th our dream was realized and we donned our best bib and tucker” and to the Sarah Zane Fire Hall in Winchester Va., we went to enjoy the fruits of our efforts. The Diplomats played, pictures were taken, we received our class rings, we ate, we danced, O glorious Night. But all must end sometime, so our Junior year ended with the election of class officers and the Editor-in-Chief of ‘‘The Con¬ federate.” Sept. 1947. The end was in sight. Again we returned to the library but this time we were Seniors.” We had that certain feeling of im¬ portance that all seniors have. But we came down to earth when classes began for we realized that it is now that we must make good grades. Unless, we made the grade we should net wear the caps and gowns. This year we had a new sponsor, Mrs. Ruby Ann Bateman. One cf the first things we needed to think about was our annual, The Confeder¬ ate,” so we elected the staff. Betsy Stockdale having been selected as Editor-in-Chief the year before. So we bega n by having our pictures taken for the annual. As the Christmas season rolled around we learned there would be a contest for the best decorated room. So with many ideas and willing hands we finally decorated the library in holiday style. Dec. 23rd the last school day before Christmas the whole school was assembled in the auditorium to sing Christmas Carols. There we learned, our room had won the prize. How we yelled! ! ! Back to our home room where Mrs. Bateman entertained us at a Christmas Party. It wasn ' t long until examination time rolled around. How we held our breath to see if any F’s appeared beside our names. For it was ‘‘dQ or die” now. In February The Confederate” went to press. Then we centered our attention on our Class Play The Life of Riley.” The year was nearly over. In fact four years have gone into history. ( 24 )

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BETTY JEAN TRENARY “Trenary” “My man will have to be tall, dark, and rich.’ ' This tall graceful Senior has been with us since the eighth grade. Betty has the certain little habit of always eating. How can you do it, Betty, and still be so graceful? 1944- 45—Member: Dramatic Club, Glee Club, Softball. 1945- 46—Treasurer: Social Club, Member: Glee Club, Basketball, Softball. 1946- 47—Member: Glee Club, Social Club, S.C.A. Council, Monogram Club, Basketball, Softball. 1947- 48— 1 Treasurer: Senior Class, Member: Mono¬ gram Club, Softball, BasketbaT, Captain of Bus Patrol. LEROY FRANKLIN WHITE, ,JR. Leroy” “ hope to become a great man some day. Leroy is a liberal minded person with a light and pleasing disposition. He is liked by everyone and is inclined to do only what he wishes—bu usually, has the good judgment to do the proper things at the proper time. 1944- 45—Member: Newspaper, Football, Base¬ ball Squad. 1945- 46—Member: Literary Club, Social Club Football Squad, Baseball, Basketball. 1946- 47—Business Manager: Paper Club, Member: Social Club, Monogram Club, Football Track, Basketball. 1947- 48—Member: Monogram Club, Football, Track, Literary Club, Baseball. ( 23 )

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Commencement was in the near future. We take renewed hope for we must not fail now. So much depends on it. Our parents and our teach¬ ers have high hopes in us. We must not let them down.” We have been a noisy class and we have made our mistakes but through it all we have tried to keep our goals high. We are proud of our school. May she always stand high because of those who have entered her doors and found learning. We hope that our class has had a part in making this come true for we arc the Class of ’48. Class Historian James Crim 7jhanlc3 As our childhood work is over, And we go to face the world, We want to thank our loyal friends Who’ve helped us reach this goal. First, we wish to thank our parents Who’ve been so kind and dear. They’ve helped with our lessons As we’ve grown through the years. Our principal was always kind And led us in each game. He taught us to be good sports In failing or in fame. To all our friendly teachers We give our thanks next. They taught us how to read and write The way they knew was best. Our undergraduates we want to thank For many a glorious day. We’ve had our ups and downs But, “That is life,” they say. Each fellowclassmate we wish to thank For friendship through the years. Our school life has been a happy time With memories we shall hold most dear. To many we’ve given thanks for help In all the days gone by But now we wish to give Our dearest thanks to “Stonewall High.” Class Poet Stella DeHaven (25)