Stuart High School - Jeb Yearbook (Stuart, VA)

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CLASS HISTORY As we turn the page to a new life And close the book of fifty-two; We want to leave a history of Our twelve eventful years with you. Just a few years ago It seems only a day; It was in the year of Nineteen-Forty, The month was the last of May. We had entered the halls of learning. And had come forth with knowledge rare, We knew immensely of riting, But for ’reading and ’rithmetic, we didn’t care. Only fifteen of the Seniors now Began the venture of grade school together. But along the paths of Stuart Grade School They were added with gusty measure. The Three Little Kittens put on their mittens When the Beauty Pageant they were guests, Amidst the applause, they wiped their paws, And each one thought he had done the best. In the third grade two pupils retired To give way to one addition, The fourth and fifth likewise gave two, In keeping with the tradition. And even so, these blessed ones Plagued the grade school faculty, With many new games, and the term, Little Angel,” Applied with forthright accuracy. Under Mrs. Taylor, we began to read Of Pinocchio’s travels through the world. In the sixth grade Linward joined us, And thirteen different teachers taught us boys and girls. After seven years we gained the Wood boys, And grasped firmly the ladder to success. What was waiting at the end, We never could have guessed. Thirty-odd busy students, in the seventh were we; Some joined the school band for bugle and drum. With Mrs. Newman’s help we gave a play at Christmas. That year we learned civics and how to chew gum. A president we had in the eighth; Peggy ruled with an able hand. In ’47 we gained Lennis, Dovie, Elda, and Nancy; From Central Academy, they joined our band. And then we were first divided Between sections 8A and B. We soon learned the true meaning Of X equals Y minus Z. We all tried hard, and were rewarded By passing grades the teachers gave. Through initiations we stood up grandly, And tried hard our dignity to save.

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BACK THERE WHEN 1 JOY LOU 4 MARGARET 6 NANCY 3 BETTY W ' : fw-- fJt 2 MARY 5 PAGE 7 BILLY 8 HELEN 9 JANIE 10 LENNIS

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What is so rare as the day in September, When you leave the grades and enter in To a world of bustling boys and girls, Who have found that through living and giving they’ll win. As Freshmen, we learned and as Freshmen, we thought; There were clubs to join and we began To understand what makes up a school day, And we all offered to lend our hand. In ’48 Betty Sue, Virleane, and Joy Lou Joined the loyal members of our class. The first two from Red Bank, the others from Monterey, Of the 31 Seniors, these were the last. In our Sophomore year, under Miss Persohn, We learned of diagrams, and a school paper started. It was christened, the Newstoter, after much debating; But after three issues, Miss Persohn departed. When we reached the lofty heights of Juniors, We found there was more to school than fun. Between the Junior-Senior Banquet, and the Christmas Party, We were kept very much on the run. The one-act Play and the Beta-Convention Set the Juniors a matchless pace. Joy Lou was crowned Miss Stuart Hi, And thoughts of our class ring brought joy to each face. Softball, Basketball, Volleyball, and Baseball; We never excelled but gave all a fight. Until fifty-one when our boys fairly won The basketball trophy, all gold and white. The Senior all-stars were Betty Sue and Linward, Their accuracy was grand to behold. The Stuart Boys journeyed on, still playing and winning, Unti l they won the State Championship, which was their goal. In the twelfth for our President, we chose Billy, With Kitty Hazelwood next in line. Janie was responsible for the minutes, And Betty Sue kept our dues and fines. Thus, we look forward and never back, To the Banquet, Graduation, and Senior Days; With our able sponsor, Mrs. Hazelwood, To help us put on the Senior Play. Then, in caps and gowns of blue and white. With memories enough to last for years, We ' ll salute Valedictorian, Peggy, and Salutatorian, Margaret, And receive our diplomas and smile through the tears. And as we all depart at last None of us need to confess, That the years have been perfect, and Stuart High School, Started us on the happy road to success. Historians: JANIE NANCY VIRLEANE LEONARD