Bedford High School - Peaks Yearbook (Bedford, VA)

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CLASS PROPHECY While touring Europe last summer, in a small town in the little country of Bavaria, I became very much interested in a so-called wizard, a native of that country. For a paltry sum, equivalent to an American dollar, he offered to project my mind into the future and I had the privilege of choosing the persons whose future I should learn. Needless to say I chose the future of Bedford High School’s graduating Class of 1937. I entered the place, which was dark and gloomy and the creator of magic silently handed me a pipe to smoke, the pipe containing some dream-provoking opiate. As I smoked, I fell into a trance and dreamed of the future of my classmates of Bedford High School. As I began to dream, I found myself approaching a huge building. I looked up and saw written in big letters, that it was a printing company and imagine my surprise on learning that the president was Walter Arrington. As I hurried into the building, I quickly recognized the head stenographer Miss Frances Lazenby. As I approached her desk, I saw that she was talking to a man, whom I recognized as Jimmie May. H seemed to be having some trouble. I later found out that he had compiled a dictionary with words so long that the publishers did not have Wide enough paper to print them. His wife was with him and I recognized her as the former Janie Holdren. As I left the building an airplane buzzed across the sky and landed in a field nearby. And whom should I see alighting from the plane but Mary Logwood; in her hand she carried a bunch of well known sket ches. The pilot climbed out and there Fred Turner stood, the boy was always sailing paper airplanes out of the window behind the teacher’s back. Behind him came Gordon Deacon, another classmate. After I talked to him I learned that he was co-pilot. To my surprise, Jane Hardy, the shyest girl in the Senior Class, was the stewardess. After leaving the landing field, I heard that there was a convention in that city. As I approached the crowd, my old friend, Reva Meador, stepped out. She told me that it was a married people’s convention and that she and her husband had come from Big Island, Virginia. As I talked to her, Eleanor Hicks came hurrying up to greet me and I saw with her a tall man in a navy uniform. I easily recognized him as Owen Keeler and of course Eleanor was Mrs. Keeler. A fat couple were having trouble getting through the crowd and when they came in view I recognized Mr. and Mrs. G. D. Hop- kins, Mrs. Hopkins being Ruth Wright before her marriage. As I dreamed, I traveled to another city, and soon after I arrived there I was at- tracted by a sign, Matrimonial Bureau. I entered and saw a door marked President, and being curious about a person who would choose to own such an establishment, I entered. Imagine my shock when I recognized June Mackey behind the desk. She said that she was tired of being married and had decided to put her experience to good use by opening a matrimonial agency. I realized that she must have had much experience in marriage when she informed me that she had just completed proceedings for her fourth divorce. I recognized the name of only one of her husbands, Alex Listoe, of the U. S. Army. I well remembered how desperately Fanny and Listoe were in love during their high school careers. One letter of her correspondence ran thus: “I am very lonely and I can’t find any girl to marry me. Can’t you find me a wife. Signed, Ralph Saunders.” And another letter from Earlie Stanley asked for reference for an eligible husband. The next lap of my journey was to a famous hospital. When I entered I recognized Jack Carter in the immaculate uniform of an interne. He was soon to leave the hospital

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ioe SF SS. y Ui THE HALL OF FAME List of the busts and successes therein, chosen by the Senior Class: Subject Best Lookingweseweat teste Mase Fem SWiCClCS Came ten merges nape rape Taare Mase Fem Most LOp Ula re aneetense ene eae Mase Fem INO TaN WSS ae cacocspacetenct oienek Masc Fem Mos tae leallen Cec eee netenenceree ee Mase Fem Deepestin Love ten. setae, Mase Fem Silliest ...Masc Fem Mostalntellicentemsss eee saree Masc. Fem. Bese Ehvsiq ies eateus eases cts Masc. BestabiguLrema: eee eee tee. Fem. Most:Gracetuliy +... -2 ee Mase: Fem. Ely picale Seno rae ane eee -Masc. Fem. Most Conceited................ nites Masc. Fem. bie Pesta bir Gace rene ee ee Masc Fem Prettiest Eyes.......2.... Hemp icnree een Masc. Fem INeatests ees emo tee ae sMasc. Fem TeaZICSE Men es eee cect scl ee Mase Fem Beste NEAT OUT Ceres eae .Masc Fem Most Courteous............. err Mase Fem IMostabashit eee eee en eee Masc Fem IMOStEAttEAC tly Cun tnt nen aren Masc Fem Biegest Bluse noe ee Masc Fem Bivcestell casc ats an eee eee aASG Fem Mostul alkatives 1.2 eo ree, +Masc Fem Biggest Case Top Rank Alex slistocmane mec ees Mair vanittixe) len eee rn |isseseonter WEBS soon icecqaseornicctene- evan Meadomen tee eee Alex Listoe Eleanor Hicks Ira Watson BileenmBremt senescence S Jennings Stiff Esther Chappelle ram Via ts Olle eer ae 4 Revag Mea dormers eect Jennings Stiff Virginia Key Owen cele hme ates Reva sVeadoreneset ecco A lex luistoeies eae tree re outsem Lockardeeest settee: A lexlistoegetent. acphede teas Juba WAR oc cg sasctter on ae Ira Watson Eleanore elicksee ete ee A Teme Iotstoehnaotecnee eceenee une Mackeya eset me. Billys Andersons -eteree unes Mia Ge vies eer eet ee GordoneDeaconeamaan etree Witbeeqbevete MQ Ee 5 cose eannco aber Tram Wea CSOT were erees ce pine Via Ge. yremeeeeen eesti: (Gea eElop kins payee ere. Kathleen Powers.................4 VEEN. YP WRZOF Ok. Acdoseenc opdeoo wAeeC Rileano tie lic ks peers (A Tex BL istoe neers eit errant RevamMeadormecene santas Bdwatdeiannes sme ceric: lanes lard yore eres ete A lexaeletstOG urea emir eee Mat vane L rik) lie eeneenmenn te Woy dsG@arterueeee ee Kathleen Powers....... Billy Anderson ................. Vaniemidoldren sere Billy Anderson Geraldine Gillaspie ............. Alex Listoe and June Mackey....... No. Votes 27, 10 1) 18 174 1) 24 17 24 13 21 15 Second Place Garland Kidd Beth Dooley Ira Watson Mary Truxell Ira Watson Mary Truxell Jimmie May Eleanor Hicks Owen Keeler Mary Elizabeth Logwood Alex Listoe Mary Truxell and June Mackey Jimmie May Geraldine Gillaspie and Ruth Wright Jimmie May Louise Parks Tom Dooley June Mackey Owen Keeler Mary Truxell Alex Listoe, Jimmie May and Owen Keeler Louise Parks Owen Keeler Eileen Brent Jimmie May Janie Holdren Garland Kidd Janie Holdren Alex Listoe Mary Truxell Gordon Deacon Geraldine Gillaspie Jimmie May Mary Truxell Jack Coleman Mary Elizabeth Logwood Jack Coleman Reva Meador Billy Anderson June Mackey Jack Carter Geraldine Gillaspie Jack Carter Geraldine Gillaspie Lloyd Carter June Mackey and Virginia Key Jack Coleman and Geraldine Forbes 2 El a TE

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SAAS 77 CLASS PROPHECY {Continued } and was apparently progressing in the medical world. The head surgeon came into the hall and I recognized him as Tom Dooley, much more dignified than he was in high school. I learned through our conversation that Mildred Padgett and Florence Abbott were two of the most competent nurses that had been in that hospital. In that same city I attended an art exhibit and the portrait of a famous United States President attracted my attenion. Imagine how thrilled I was to learn that Esther Chappelle had painted it. At the exhibit I saw a man whose face was familiar and after a close scrutiny, I recognized Jennings Stiff. I learned that he had become a world famous art critic. Apparently out of thin air, a photographer, notebook in hand, came out, snapping pictures of the exhibit and writing a newspaper story. Of all people, I recognized Garland Kidd. As had been my request, my last visit was to the town of Bedford. On my way there, I passed a beautiful farm and there in the field was Archer Noell, a typical farmer, plowing. As I neared Bedford, I saw a new home being erected. Whose could it be? I learned later that Kathleen Powers and Edward Karnes had just married and were building a little love nest. As I drove up Bridge Street, I did not recognize it as the same old Bridge Street. On one side of the street there was a huge beauty salon. The proprietory was Madame Louise Lockard. After I entered, I heard a loud noise, but it turned out to be Virginia Key entering the salon. Mary Truxell was there getting a wave. She said she wanted to look pretty for her fifth wedding anniversary the next day. Little Tom was with her and he was so attractive! My attention was drawn to a salesman for a hair dye com- pany, whose red hair was his only advertisement. The one and only person who could fill such a place, of course, was Lloyd Carter. Across the street, Goode’s Shoe Shop wasn’t just Goode’s any more, but the Goode- Watson Shop. Ira Watson was the manager and Margaret Thomas a most efficient secretary. While I was chatting with them, Geraldine Gillaspie came in. She said, “Oh Watty, I wish you would fix these shoes of Allan’s. He runs them over so badly in the drug store.” I was eager to see what dear Ole Bedford Hi would look like after so many years, so my next visit was to the building. Geraldine Forbes was teaching Home Ec. in Miss Angel’s place. She was also applying the science, for she and Jack Coleman were mar- ried an d living a few miles out of town. An interior decorating course had been in- stalled in the Home Ec. department and Beth Dooley was the very competent teacher. And there was Billy Parker, the high pressure salesman, trying to argue Geraldine into buying some new furniture for the department. Outside the building, Eileen Brent was teaching the kiddies of Bedford the tech- nique of sitting on a horse. Up in the Chemistry laboratory the professor, with di- sheveled hair and rumpled clothes, worked on a new experiment. Naturally it was Bill Anderson. Pictures were being taken for the new annual and Lewis Robertson was manipulating the machine. My dream suddenly, without warning, came to an end. I awoke from my trance and wondered what had become of my strange magician friend, but after it did not matter, I was so happy to know that the future of my graduating class was so bright. LOUISE PARKS, Class Prophet.