Strawn High School - Greyhound Yearbook (Strawn, TX)

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Lucile Guidis W. C. Baker Etnily Abraham Recel Royce Ott Robert Neeley Ellenda Wilkerson Lillian Brannan John H. Brown Betty Jo Neeley

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O Hurrah for the Seniors of '45! We are not far from the goal! Three years ago we were just ordinary Freshmen, and we soon realized we were Hfreshn indeed. We found out what Math, English, Science, and other optional studies were. We were the dumbest class in high school, and all the other boys and girls made fun of us. For the first few months we were almost scared to breathe around some .'Soph.'3TlJun1ol1f Of course, the Sophomores had their fun in initiating us. There were very few mean tricks they d1dn't pull. For instance, throwing us in the fish pond, painting us up like Indians, etc. But in spite of how we were mistreated, most of us survived. Some fell by the wayside, but the larger portion managed to pass the May examinations and became members of the Sophomore Class. This was a very prosperous year. With Herman Gipson as our sponsor we went places - a picnic or party every now and then, or some other happy gath- ering. More than once he was seen working some onery Sophomore over for violating the school rules. We also felt very important because six of our girls got toqserve at the Junior-Senior banquet, Betty-Cosper, Ellenda Wilkerson, Margie Ann Lee, Betty Jo Neeley, Doran Foster, and Bibi Snoddy. It was carried out in military style, with airplanes everywhere. I don't believe they could have had such a successful banquet if it4hadn7tb'e'enl'forl,the-'Sopho'm'ores.ll After the banquet , aqfew of us managed to get dates to go to the Junior-Senior dance, where everyone was cutting a rug. Most all of our boys helped the Juniors tie the scores of the annual Junior-Senior game. That was wonderful! Now you can see we were real Sophomores in every sense of the word. Now we are through taking all the roughbumpf For we are-Juniors- - get that? J-U-N-I-0-R-S. We are dignified, we know everything, and when anyone needs information 1t's a Junior they look up. We're not Seniors yet, but we're just as important. Now our high school days seem great. Mrs. Phelps is our sponsor and is well liked by everyone. Our class colors are blue and white, and did they look pretty flying from the goal post at the Junior-Senior game. Even if we didn't win, we gave those Seniors a battle. Of course, that was all in fun, but taking the Greyhound team as a whole, they really dealt our opponents misery in the fight for District Champs. And with those Junior heroes: Rusty, Jimmie, Derky, and Robert Craddock, naturally the other teams didn't have a chance. At the end of this term the Juniors plan to give the Seniors the biggest and best banquet that class has received in years. We realize that we couldn't have learned as much as we know if it hadn't been for our excellent teachers, and we know we have much more to learn next year. But we're still those quick-eyed, spunky, Juniors ready to tackle anything. '