Greer High School - The Coat of Arms With The School Motto

The Coat of Arms With The School Motto

In 1940-41, Greer High established its first band, printed the first edition of the Greer High Times (which was distributed with a subscription rate of fifty cents per year) and the yearbook changed its name to Le Flambeau (which means the burning torch). Davenport remained Greer's high school until 1953. Davenport High became Davenport Junior High and remained so until 1970, when it was obliterated in a fire (Greer High School).

The high school was moved to North Main Street in 1953 when a new building was erected. In 1955-56, an auditorium was added. With the addition of a new library and more air conditioned science classrooms in 1970, the school was improved. In 1974, the first edition of “The Clingstone” was printed. The title was chosen as a tribute to the clingstone peach (Greer High School).

In 1986, a new football stadium was fashioned. In 1987, the entire school was modernized and given air-conditioning. In the years 1985, 1988, and 1996, Greer High School won South Carolina’s EIA Incentive Awards for academics(Greer High School). (EIA stands for Education Improvement Act (EIA Program Report for Fiscal Year 2007-08)).

Greer High School moved to its new location at 3000 Gap Creek Road in summer 1998. Every classroom is greater than 800 square feet (74 m2).

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