Temple Hill High School - Templar Yearbook (Castlewood, VA)

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CLASS HISTORY The history of the senior class is a record of what we, the class cf 1946, have accomplished during our high school career. It seems hard to realize that we, now as seniors, confronting you in all our strength and beauty with the wealth of experience written on our various features, were ever a group of empty-headed youngsters with nothing in our empty brains. Since then, we have indeed accomplished something to be thankful for, but I hear a critic cry out, Ho, that cannot be true, we always hear of Freshmen standing at the foot of a steep hill up which they are obliged to climb before they reach the diploma which hangs on high. This criticism applys to those other days. Whom shall we thank? First of all, we want to extend ou r deep appreciation and thankfulness to the school board, the Superintendent for his wise choice of teachers, and our principals, who have prepared and helped us with our studies. Next, our teachers, who haw so patiently and faithfully worked over our empty brains for the past four years. Last, our parents. It was they, who urged us on to our goal of graduation. It is true sorre strange things have happened since that far-off September morning of 1942 when we en- tered high schodas Freshmen. There were 75 of us, then. That day all was strange and new to us. Some of us have been together since the first grade; Ma?y Ruth Banner, James Dickenson, Betty Nell Salyer, Mildred Campbell, George Campbell, Estelle Bratton, Sally Jessee, Stanley Banner Lois Kiser, Mildred Couch, and May me Saddler. From Emerson came Bennie Johnson, Paul Burke, Marvin Byington, Nettie Castle, Elaine Byington, Henry Dotson and H. B. Isaacs, Jr; From Dorton came Wilma Byington, J. R. Welch, Jr., and Robert Porter. From Sunny point came Muriel Wolfe, Thomas Salyer; and Lorene Horne. From Hamlin came June Hamm, Georgia Parks, and Neil Halo. From Sulphur Springs came Harold Carty ( Chick ).

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CLASS PROPHECY Last night I sat alone in my study, enjoying the twilight and my own most wonderful thoughts. I heard a soft rustling behind me and turning I saw near my chair a queer little creature which I couldn’ t clas- sify. It wasn’t strictly human and yet I had never before in all my study of Natural History, ever seon anything distinctly resembling it. Before I had time .to ask the customary questions ’’When and where were you born, are you white or black, single or married, the strange visit or asked in a mighty voice which made me leap out of my chair, Are you the student who has been selected as the prophetess of the class of Temple Hill High School of the year 1945-46. If you are, I was sent here to give you information on any of your classmates whom you might wish to find ' . ' My hoart was filled with joy when these words came to my ears because for sometime I had been won- dering where all my classmates were and what they were doing. The funny little creature lifted from a box throe small stones which he handed to me and ' said Take these and soon you will be in wonderland, where you will find all of your classmates once again. I did and the next thing I knew I was walking down the street in Washington City; before my eyes came a small blonde-headed girl whom I thought I should know. Why sure, it’s Estelle Bratton, who is employed by the F. B. I. in that city. The farther I walked the more I thought and won- dered. Next I came to a nice little schoolhouse. I said to myself, 1 11 go inside and find out who the teachers are. I took the chance and found that three of my best classmates were teaching: S. A. Fraley, Jr. was principal, Stanley Banner, Agricul- 1