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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY
The Class of '37 most skillfully launchei their march to victory by electing Robert
Connelly Freshman Class President. Robert Connelly- ' member him?- oh, yes, the little
lad who had a secret passion for Latin and flashy bow neckties. Then to keep up the fixed
pace Robert Carroll was chosen chairman of the annual Freshman Dance, which took
place in both gyms from 8-11. Imagine that ... a Freshman Hop from 8-11! Dearie me!
What is this younger generation coming to?
What's that news flash? I guess Deet Haskell isn' t the only one who can recognize a
good man when she sees one. No sir-ee!- didn 't we choose Bob as our leader for the second
year in succession? How we all worked planning the Sophomore Frolic with Betty Hymes
and Bob Porter as co-chairmen of the affair! Those were the days of originality when the
orchestra was located in the middle of the floor and purple lilacs and novelty programs
carried out our class colors, purple anci gold. Oh yes! I'd almost forgotten that added attrac–
tion, Ferguson's Floor Show.
In our Junior year, John Barber was chosen President, and, oh, me, could anyone forget
cur Junior Prom? It certainly was an unforgetable pleasure to dance near the wishing well on
the terrace while strains of music floated from the orchestra, seated on the spacious veranda
of an old Southern mansion. Then, lo and behold, when all were thoroughly entranced by the
predominating feeling of southern hospitality, Marion Wright, our blue-eyed, golden-haired,
dimpled miss, and Billy VanTassel, the boy who is seconci to none in the boxing ring, were
ushered in as our May King and Queen.
Again in the fourth year, Bob Connelly was elected to guide the class through its last
year of existence. The class once again showed its initiative by presenting "Polly of the
Circus," with Betty Hough and Walter Gardner starring. In February, the Senior Class spon–
sored their carnival with Betty Colwell and Walter Craves as co-chairmen. Our lovable Marion
Wright again surged into the limelight by being elected Carnival Queen; her attendants were
Ardell Nelson, senior; Violet Osborne, junior; Mary Johnson, sophomore; and Wilma Cole,
freshman. The evening was concluded with dancing in both gyms to the music of Oliver
Libby and his canned Pineapples.
The dance of dances, the high-light of Southside's social life- our Senior Prom–
enthralled a capacity crowd on the evening of April twenty-third. Doris Wright and Austin
Edsall were co-pilots of this great social event. Honor Day, Class Day, Regents followed each
other in rapid succession until we reached the culmination- Commencement, with its picnics,
banquets, an.d long farewells.
We know not what the future holds in store for us, but we can always treasure
pleasant memories of the past four years at Southside.
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SEA ROVER'S LAST WILL
We (the Class of ' 37 of Southside High) the most villainous buccaneers, filibusters ,
and cut-throats, located at longitude of 120 °
5'
and latitude 42 ° 1' with an enormous prey of
plunder and booty, decide to draw up this last Will and Testament as follows, determined to
make it Iitie law of the seas under our flag , bearing the ghastly emblem of a skull and cross–
bones.
To the school we bequeath our "Code of Honor," based on high ideals and full of school
spirit.
To Southside's on-coming debutantes we, Mary Helen Lathrope, Roxana Evans, and
" Deet" Haskell, bequeath our mysterious cave (alias the back corridor ) for the purpose of–
Well, haven ' t you seen how we use the back corridor?
I, Robert Connelly, harbinger of the dawn, bequeath my newly patented remedy for the
morning after feeling to future History C students.
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