Bedford High School - Peaks Yearbook (Bedford, VA)

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CLASS WILL We, the graduating class of Bedford High School, in this year, 1952, hereby declare this to be our last will and testament, wherein we name certain of our valued possessions, which we wish bestowed as follows: To our principal, Mr. Borden, we leave our sincere gratitude for his unfailing sympathy and help in all our times of need. To the teachers we leave specimens of our notebooks, compositions and other work, to be kept and displayed for the inspiration of future classes. To the students we leave our weeks of grind, our failures and our successes, and our good times, with the assurance that it was worth all the effort. We also make the following individual bequests: I, Jimmy Kennedy, bequeath my musical ability to Allen Bornstein, my curly hair I leave to Buddy Blankenship. I, Horace Wooldridge leave my pitching arm to Jesse Ward Gillaspie. My dancing rhythm I leave to Jimmy Wright. I, Avery Harwood, leave my eagerness to stay home nights and study to John Carlyle. I also just leave. I, Tommy Daniels, with Nancy’s consent, leave our seat on the radiator to Clifton Titus and Nancy Jamerson. My much admired physique I leave to Jimmy Burks. I, Andrew Padgett, pass on my pessimistic attitude to Joe Davidson. My collection of detention slips I wish to be given to Betty DeWitt. I, Frank Hubbard, leave my love of football to Davis Dinwiddie. My skill in bluffing teachers I pass on to Wayne Turner, with the warning that it doesn’t always work. I, Helene Dunn, request that my ideas on government be put in the custody of Faye Jones. My headaches and tears suffered as editor of the annual I be- queath to the next unlucky possessor of that title. I, Louise Robertson, gladly part with my sneeze in favor of Jennie Sue John- son. My elaborate and expressive vocabulary I leave to Miss Bibb, who is so capable of appreciating it. I, Margie McGhee, leave my stream-lined figure to Frances Bays. My giggle I bestow on Ann Nance, who, I’m sure, will use it freely. In witness of the above bequests, we, the members of the Class of ’52, do hereby affix our signatures, on this thirtieth day of May, in the year, 1952. FRANK HuBBArRD, Testator

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CLASS HISTORY This is your announcer bringing you the history of the Class of 1952. Long ago, in that misty past, we started to school. In those days members of the class were already making their marks in their respective schools; at Liberty Academy were Andrew Padgett, Jimmy Kennedy, and Tommy Daniels; at Bed- ford Elementary School, Margie McGhee, Frank Hubbard and Avery Harwood; at St. Mary’s in Hagerstown, Maryland, Helene Dunn; and Louise Robertson at Berryville Ele- mentary. It was a momentous day in our history when we came from grade school into the freshman year at high school. During this year, John Zoric added his hame to the growing rolls. In 1949-1950, the sophomore class was pulled together under the guidance of Mrs. J. J. Thax- ton, Jr., better known as Mrs. ‘“‘Humphry.” Clarice Powell, who attended the Bedford Elementary School, was back at Bedford High School. Sally Babb, of Bronx, New York, and Louise Robertson from Berryville, Virginia, also joined our class. During the latter part of the year, Julia Fulton’s shrieks were heard no more. She, Warren Elliot, and Bill Kennedy left the class to go their own ways. In our Junior year, we still made the sliding desks of Room 25 our headquarters. At this time Tommy Daniels and Horace Wooldridge became permanent members of our class. This WaspauredslettersycareiyespOrtc OL sba rims picked up the Western Quarter state champion- ship in football and the District Championship in Track. Frank Hubbard and Bobby Martin were co-captains. Junior boys on these win- ning teams were Avery Harwood, Frank Hub- bard, Tommy Daniels, Jimmy Kennedy, Jack Karnes, Bobby Martin, Horace Wooldridge, and Andrew Padgett. In the latter part of the year the Juniors lost John Zoric to Pennsyl- vania, and Sally Babb to St. Catherine’s in Richmond. Finally we come to our year of years. Al- though we had lost Bobby Martin to the Army, Clarice’ Powell to Bed Burnett, “and Jack Karnes to Hargrave Military Academy, we forged ahead. Jimmy Kennedy was chosen president, and a mighty rough time he had of it keeping the class in line. Helene Dunn, a new- comer from Hagerstown, Maryland, was vice President, Horace Wooldridge, Secretary, and Avery Harwood, Treasurer. Margie McGhee of Bedford Elementary School days was back alter a stay of threésyears ateot. patric seam Richmond, and acted as homeroom representa- tive. Although the seniors were under the auspices of Miss Bibb for the first six weeks, in room 22, we soon transferred to our favorite room— number 25, with Miss Ida Patterson shepherd- ing them. Soon things began to move fast and furiously; Helene Dunn was chosen co-editor of THe Peaks, Frank Hubbard elected presi- dent of the Hi-Y Club, and Tommy Daniels and Avery Harwood were co-captains in foot- ball. Under their leadership Bedford copped the half-state championship in football, and proudly brought home the trophy. Avery Harwood was captain of the basketball team, and under him Bedford came very close in the district championship—missing it by 5 points in the South Boston game. Margie McGhee was on the championship team in girls’ basket- ball, and played her part in bringing us the district trophy. Captain of the baseball team, which came in second place in the district was Andrew Padgett. On December 6 the Juniors gave the Seniors a Prom, complete with a floor show. In March, there was the paper dance which was very much enjoyed by all. The gymnasium was decorated with strips of newspaper, and punch was served from buckets. A floor show was provided for amusement during intermis- sion. On May 23, the Juniors gave the Seniors a picnic out at Bedford Lake. On May 29, the Florence Tea Room, in con- junction with Mr. Charlie Green, Jr., gave the Seniors and their dates a buffet supper and a party afterwards. Mr. and Mrs. Birch, who own the tea room, gave the party in honor of their daughter, who is a senior at New London Academy this year. Tonight, we Seniors are gathered at our final banquet to be followed by the Bac- calaureate Sermon, and Graduation. Time forbids further chronicle of our many activities. This is your announcer, signing off. LoutsE RoBERTSON—H istorian

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CLASS PROPHECY On April 29, at midnight, I went to the cemetery, and there I found a grave and a pot. I built my fire with my government book and poured in my ingredients. Immediately before my astonished eyes—Pouff! there “She” stood! She was a weird-looking creature. Then she spoke: “I am Hecate here in answer to your summons. Make your wish.” Quickly. el sexclainedae sliiwisheroumscould prophesy for the Senior Class at Bedford High.” Hecate willingly assented. “Squeaky, your woman-hating attitude has a great deal of pull among the women in this memorable year of 1972. You once said women were made as a curse to men, yet your cynical attitude attracts them like bees to honey. Six feet four is your height. You appear to have grown an inch or two. You are the President of the United States, having been unanimously elected by the women. Yet, you’re still a bachelor.” ‘“One of the Seniors has really helped to ‘knot up” things in this world. And that is Tommy Daniels. He’s a st ring manufacturer. During his school days, he collected gum from the bottoms of the desks. He mixed this with Nancy’s nail polish. Then he and Nancy pulled the stuff until it got stringy. They have set a world record for the amount of string they have made. Muttering something under her breath, she went on: ‘Helene Dunn is the governor of Maryland. She won in a landslide election. The Metropolitan Opera nominated her, and her campaign song was this: Namgticlene Dunn, To be Governor is fun, Because I can bake a cake, A good governor I’]] make. She is the first woman governor, and has gained as her title ‘The Singing Governess.” Hecate began to croak again: ‘Bedford High has become internationally famous under the direction of its principal, Andrew Padgett. He has introduced a new system of learning based upon three cardinal points: 1—only three days of school a week, 2—no homework, and 3—no English. All over the world schools are adopting this wonderful system and An- drew is a highly popular principal, beloved by kids. Hecate reared, ‘“The most famous big game hunter and fisherman of the year, Jimmy Kennedy, recently returned from a fishing trip to the moon. But all he caught was a star. He’s as famous as sDickosl racyssbecausesne brings them back alive. One of his spectacular catches was made in his own home when he captured a huge mouse about one-inch long. People flocked from everywhere to see this giant monstrosity and to gaze in awe at that famous man—“‘ Kicking Kennedy.” Hecate speeded on: “Talk about speed and you think of Frank Hubbard. He is the ace driver of 1972. Old ‘“‘Hot-Rod Frank” drives his ‘‘Leaping Lizzie” at neck-breaking speed and has copped every speed tourney in the world.” Hecate rushed onward: “‘Avery Harwood certainly went out of his way to gain success— all the way to the bottom of the sea. He’s a famous deep-sea diver. Harwood took up deep-sea diving because he thought he looked cute in the outfit. Avery got it into his head to chase the mermaids down there; but only one did he want, and she was the one who had “FE. J.” stamped on her back. He caught her and now his name is renowned over the entire country for having, in captivity, the only real live mermaid.” She croaked on: “Louise Robertson is a girl after my own heart. She has made herself famous as a ‘chopper upper.’ She gets innocent people tied down so they can’t help themselves and then she starts to ‘chop ’em up.’ Her sneeze really comes in handy. Once she was cutting up some poor guy, trying to find a knife that she had left in him in a former operation. She cut and chopped and sliced—and still no knife—then a little hay fever breeze was wafted through the window. And Louise let loose with a sneeze. Out came the knife. She 9 99 now holds the world title of ‘chopper proper’. Then once more her voice boomed out. ‘“Margie McGhee is world famous for her biscuits. They’re what you call ‘rock bottom biscuits.’ When Avery first started diving he used some of them as weights to sink himself to the bottom of the sea. Jimmy used them to hurl at wild animals when he ran out of bullets. Horace uses them as a substitute for the atomic bomb. He calls them D. D. bombs (doubly dangerous). Margie claims she uses a special salt in her famous biscuits. I think you call it rock salt. Her wonderful cooking has earned for her the title of ‘the world’s best little husband killer’.” Then Hecate took off her rose-colored glasses and said, ‘“‘‘That’s all; I’ve really had a swell- elegant time prophesying for such a wonderful class. Marjorie McGueeg, Class Prophet