Lenoir High School - Bearcat Yearbook (Lenoir, NC)

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65155 ,Zap ec?-Cinnfinneaf schoolmate, Allien Moore. She was working for J. T. Tolbert, who owned a chain of theatres in California. It was produced by Cecil B. de Clark, one of Hollywood's most popular directors. I went in and took a seat beside some lady and hier two children. The children squirmed so much that the lady had to take them outside. As she crawled over me to leave, I recognized, of all people, Ruby Baker, who had gotten married and moved to California our senior year in high school. After I saw who it was, I followed her out and we talked awhile. Pretty soon she said she had to go home and cook supper so we all said goodbye. My business having been com- pleted, I left San Francisco that night for Washington. A week before the homecoming I went up- town to get my hair set at a little shop owned and operated by Wilda Tolbert and Faye Brook- shire. The three of us made plans to start for Lenoir the next day. We arrived in Lenoir just as the stores were closing and looked for a cab to take us to the hotel. We climbed into the first cab that came by. It was driven by Paul Winkler, who owned the taxi service in Lenoir. He was a good driver but not good enough to miss the truck which was headed straight for us. The next thing I knew Buck Carson and Bill Moore were lifting Wilda into one of their sparkling new ambulances. She wasn't badly hurt, but Paul, Faye, and I went with her to the hospital. At the You Break It, We Fix It Hospital, Dr. Strickland assured us she would be all right in a couple of days as she was under the expert care of his head nurse, Peggy Allen. We got back in town just in time to see Chief of Police Harold Reeves drag some man off to jail. After we had had supper, Faye and I started to walk to the school but were interrupted by the fire whistle. Before we were well aware of what was taking place, Lenoir's largest fire truck whizzed madly by with Ronald Rader at the wheel. Someone told us he was proud of his position as fire chief. In no time at all the fire was out so we continued on our way to the school. At 7:30, May 30, 1957, Faye and I were walking up the sidewalk to good old Lenoir High. We wondered if we would be the only ones there. As we walked into the building a little boy about five ran into us. Right behind him came Laurelle hollering at him to come right back. She greeted us warmly and ex- plained that that was one of her kids. She had to bring him along because he was so mean that she couldn't leave him with the other children. By 8:15 three-fourths of our old class were shaking hands and talking about old times. Of the few who weren't there, Betty Horton, heiress to the Horton diamond, was in Cuba getting a divorce and taking a vacation, Patricia Roberts was giving a concert in New York, Arminta Gregg was modeling in Paris, and Lee Rhodes was a missionary in China. Finally, sitting down to discuss old times, who should walk in, late as always, but Ray Hotcakes jones, who was a local mail carrier, with his apprentice, Carlton Hartley. Nettie Mullinax, said Lucille Perkins, who bounced in the door past Ray, will be here in a few minutes as she is tracking down a man that whistled at her four blocks back. I saw Betty Bryant and -lack Suddreth out at the Rock-A-Dry Baby Diaper Factory as I was driving in town, exclaimed a voice from the rear. They were trying to see who could buy the most diapers for their kids. Betty had twins and jack is the proud father of tripletts. Suddenly a loud squeaky voice was heard. Who was she, tell me now! Looking out the window we saw the former Shirley Robbins picking a blonde hair off her husband's coat. Right behind Shirley and her husband enter- ed Glenn Smith, Western Union Telegraph boy, who was delivering a telegram for Ad- miral R. C. Query and Seaman Leonard Boston, who were with an expedition to the North Pole. The wire read, So sorry we can't make it stop Seaman Elmore Coffey misplaced our underwear and we have a terrible case of frost- bite-Signed Admiral R. C. Query and Seaman Leonard Boston. Wait! Who's that pulling up in the limou- sine? Well, if it isn't Countess Katheleen Cooke, who married the Russian Count, Nicki Globbovia. Looking over in the corner I saw Ronald Pritchard showing his new invention for look- ing through walls. I think he calls it a window. Glancing at the bulletin board I saw a news- paper headline someone had clipped and put on the bulletin board. Max Robbins' gambling ship, The Lux, was captured off the coast of Florida. Max stated, 'A man can't make an honest living no more.' After hours of discussing our good old school days, we made our goodbyes and agreed to meet again in ten years, I wonder what the future holds for the class of '47. Class Prophets- SHIRLEY BOUGHMAN MAX ROBBINS BEARCAT l 9 4 7 msfusfafz 1 'Sha kr-vi' X

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I 9 4 7 ffzlfubfili 9 CKMA M010 ec? The room was silent. Looking at the blue and white diplomas in our laps we knew that our good times at L. H. S. were over. Where would we go? What would we do? At last the time had come for us to set out on our own. When shall we seventy-odd meet again ? asked Tootie. Ten years will be soon enough, teased Max. I'm serious, replied Tootie. I think it would be great if we could all meet at this same time in ten years. It was agreed. May 30, 1957, was set for the homecoming. George was the first to leave. I shall re- turn, he said, with that old MacArthur de- termination. The years slipped by rapidly. I was working with the Civil Service in Washington on a job which required a lot of traveling. One day I received orders to go to San Francisco, pack- ing quickly, I started for the station. On the train I met Eloise Presnell, whom I had not seen for years. She was an experienced nurse in johns Hopkins Hospital and was on her way home for a vacation. We began talk- ing over old times and discussing our former classmates She said she had seen Tootie Rainwater in Baltimore the other day, but they didn't have time to talk because Tootie was busy trying to get Bonnie Goolsby to publish his latest book of poems. Bonnie owns one of the largest publishing houses in Baltimore, she said. Since the train was delayed for a few hours in a small town, Eloise and I got off. Walking down the street, we heard a newsboy shouting, Smith and Denton Safe On Mars. I quickly purchased a paper and read the details. It seemed that Bar and Hadley had finally per- fected a rocket ship on which they had been working for the last eight years and had made the trip in a week. In another section of the paper, we noticed that the Icenhour Sisters and Mast Dickson, jr., had finished a new show and were getting ready for a world-wide tour. Eloise suggested that we get something to eat. Upon entering a small cafe, we ran into Faye Allen, who was on her way to the office of J. Scroggs, Real Estate Dealer. Stopping to talk awhile, she gave us a lot of information. Betty jo Pierce and Frances Pennell were teach- ing in some mid-western college, Daphne Baker was singing with Hugh Stewart's All Girl Band, which included Martha Drum and Jackie Mathesong and Shirley Lomax was mar- ried to some political leader in the town. She also told us that Paul Winkler now owned the largest number of cabs in Lenoir and that Bill EARCAT N If ,W 22 x , Laney and Bobby Joe Robbins, two of his chief drivers, had a stiff competition to see which one could make the most trips. We grinned as we realized that the old Laney-Robbins feud was still going on. After hearing all Faye could think of about old schoolmates, we decided to walk with her to the office to see her boss, jimmy Scroggs. He greeted us cordially and asked Faye to finish typing a letter to his chief competitor, Paul Smith. He said that as a real estate agent, he was having an interesting career, especially since Paul Smith was giving him such stiff competition. About that time johnny Crisp came in to see about buying some land to build a summer hotel on. He told us that the plans were to be drawn by Dick McGimsey and Gerald Robbins. The deal was made and we had to leave as it was getting near train time. john walked with us to the station. He told us he was going to New York to see Jim Ball and Charles Richards play in the World Series. We gasped in astonishment because we were so behind times on our old classmates. We said goodbye to Johnny at the station and settled back for a long ride. I picked up a Time magazine which someone had left, and there on the front page was a picture of William M. Smith, youngest Congressman in history. I already knew that Paula Ruth Aber- nethy was editor and that Ray Smith and John Greer were two of her chief reporters. Inside the magazine a picture of two doctors and a headline caught my eye. Doctors McLain and Lore Perfect Cure for Head Lice. Dr. McLain stated that the cure could not have been a success without the kind cooperation of Charles Haas, who had donated his head for experi- ments. Meanwhile, Eloise had been reading the New York Timer. She called my attention to an advertisement of' a new department store on Fifth Avenue. It was known as ,I.C.'s Place and was owned by joe Pritchard and K. C. Robbins. On the sports page she showed me a picture of George Crowell and Brudge Younce who had made All-American last year. It seemed that they would graduate from their senior year in college in 1958. Now, how could that have happened? Eloise got off at the next stop and I promised to see her in the spring at old L. H. S. Things were quiet for the next week except for the fact that I met Earl Hardy and Thomas McNeil in a small western town. They were up and coming ranchers. While I was in San Francisco, I decided to take in a movie, which was Get Your Man or Die Trying, starring Kitty Bruce, Susie Goble, and Handsome Hart. As I bought my ticket, I recognized the cashier as my old

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l 9 4 7 fffii' 1,1 Qi Jaaf an lafamenf We, the senior class of '47, being in full possession of weak minds, poor memories, and shallow understanding, do hereby make our Last Will and Testament in order to distribute fairly our surplus talents and possessions to you who may need them. To Mr. Wike, our principal, we hope we leave a more cooperative student body and also a handkerchief to catch all the tears he sheds on Commencement Day. To Mr. Sisk, our superintendent, we bequeath a can of oil for squeaky hinges so he may enter and leave all classrooms unnoticed. To Miss Haley. we leave a perfect classgno interruptions, please. To Mrs. Carson, we hope we leave dignified ladies and gentlemen in' all her classes. To Mrs. Farmer, we leave-see footnote 111. To Mr. Mills, we leave all the patience available for homeroom periods. To the rest of the faculty, we leave our gratitude for the helpfulness and patience they showed us during our dark hours of ignorance. To the rising senior class, we will our hope for senior privileges and our front row seats in chapel. 111 A perfect senior English class without plagarism in theme writing. To the underclassmen, we dispose of our property as follows: Paula Ruth Abernethy leaves her versatality to Doris Huffines. Peggy Allen wills her make-up kit to Lois Frances. Faye Allen bequeaths her chair in the clari- net section to Eleanor White. Daphne Baker leaves her beautiful brown eyes to Doug Clay. jim Ball wills his ability to get by with doing nothing to Claude Yates. Ruby Baker leaves her ability to get a man to any girl in the junior class who wants a husband. Leonard Boston bequeaths his wavy hair to anybody who doesn't get seasick. Shirley Boughman leaves her ability to ac- complish anything she undertakes to the biggest fQeLa5lBEARcAT X, n part of the junior class fcause it'll sure take emj. , Faye Brookshire leaves her quietness to Claudine Goble. Kitty Bruce wills her height to Joanne Harris. Betty Bryant bequeaths her ability to get along with the boys to Elaine Safford. Buck Carson leaves his easy going ways to Tex Smith. Cecil Clark leaves his athletic, he-man stature to Kenneth Land. Elmore Coffey wills that smile he seems to have for everyone to Mary Gay Riggs. Kathleen Cook bequeaths her quiet dignity to Peggy Pate. john Crisp leaves his neatness to Mike Sholar. George Crowell wills his Hirtatious ways to Bob McGimsey. Hadley Denton leaves his athletic ability to Warren Wilson. Mast Dickson leaves the memory of all his charm to the girls in the junior class. Martha Drum wills her wittiness to Ig Hoyle. Billie Sue Goble bequeaths her blonde hair to Betty Rene Hodges. g Bonnie Goolsby leaves his good humor to Moe Huntley. Laurelle Goolsby leaves to take up her domes- tic duties. john Greer wills his tall, lankiness to Leon Clark. Arminta Gregg wills her love for basketball and all other sports to Armeta Rhodes. Chili Haas leaves her silliness to Bill Bower. Earl Hardy bequeaths his electric razor to jack Pennell. Aaron Hart wills his good looks to Henry Carson. Carlton Hartley leaves his indifference to Bill Austin. Betty Horton wills her conscientious regu- larity in not attending classes to Hal Miller. Genene and Geneve Icenhour leave their posi- tion as senior twins to the Andrews and Davis twins.