North High School - Polaris Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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and Donald Dozier as his deputies. In the same election Ronnie Webb had been chosen Mayorg Albert Hunt and James Elliott senators, and James Phillips representative. Glancing out of the window, I saw several men working on the construction of the new courthouse, designed by architect Rodney Adair. On my way over to talk to them I ran into Mary Evelyn Tomlin, now a nurse, and Barbara Felts, dance teacher, who had iust introduced a new waltz step to the community. They told me that Gene Lassiter, a gold prospector, had recently employed a new secretary, Jo Ann Cunningham, to replace Betty Anne Knowis, who had iust married. I made my way over to chat with the workmen and found George Simpkins, Lemual Watson, and Jackie Cole sanding a huge courthouse door. Taking time out for lunch were Dorris Myers, Jimmy Maiors, and Paul Tomlin. Oliver Follett, foreman of the construction iob, was inspecting the carpenters' excellent work. Across the street propped against the outside wall of the post office were two men arguing loudly about the high price of tobacco. Coming closer, I recognized the men as James Pigg and Jimmy Golden. They nodded hello, and I went into the post office. My attention was drawn to a tall, blond gentleman assorting the mail. Why, it was none other than Kenneth Murphy! After I picked up my mail, it was almost closing time, however goodhearted Kenny stayed open long enough for Jean Earls, Dorothy Lane, Gloria Atwood, and Peggy Ferguson to mail let- ters to their sweethearts who were fighting in Sam Houston's army somewhere in Texas. As I stepped out of the door, a shiny, new carriage pulled up to a stop in front of Martha Watson's Beauty Salon. Miss Faye lngraham, the driver, along with Miss Sue Frazier and Miss Linda Glennon, stepped out. It was evident that they were preparing for the annual Cornhuskers' Ball to be held that night. Also, two civic-minded ladies, Lucille Wilson and Lucille Woosley, could be seen rushing to Gwen- dolyn Hooper's to pick up dresses to wear to the ball. A rather humorous sight was that of James Cantrell, Billy Carrigan, Joe Pyles, and Ed Coles at the end of Main Street shining their boots with soot in preparation for the affair. The stores were beginning to close and the blacksmith shop operated by co-owners Billy Fitzgerald and Wayne Musgrave had witnessed the shoeing of the last horse for the day. Bobby Winfrey had closed his dry goods store, and J. C. Warren had bolted the door on the local saloon. Riding up from their near-by farms were Randall Thompson, William Neely, and Paul McPherson, all wealthy cattlemen. After loitering in town longer than I had planned, I returned to Morgan's General Store to saddle my horse. Tall, lanky Robert Russell was standing in front with two girls who were in a fiery argument over who was to get the first dance with handsome Jimmy Hunley. They compromised by flipping a coin and Robert was to dance with the loser. They went on their way, iust as the new visiting preacher rode up and asked the location of Carolyn Bammon's boarding house. I told him to ask Mrs. Dick McDaniels lthe former Ann Warrenl. She would know, since she had come to the town with the first settlers. She was coming down the street accompanied by Mrs. Buddy Traughber lformer Joyce Nipperl carrying some tea cakes to be served at the ball. Gee, this has indeed been an interesting day for me. I have met everyone with whom l had iour- neyed six long years. I hope that someday, when this diary is read by our descendants, they will remember this great little settlement and all the wonderful people that made it. t Well, looking out of the window I see the sun slipping over the horizon. lt tells me that I have been writing a very long time. I wish that I could relive this day everyday, but, no matter what, the memories of today will never be forgotten. Davy Crockett, alias Tiny Graves The Prophet

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3 f-N Q K -3 v f ,I Q ee f Q5 If if .1 1 J' 'vi I CLASS PROPHECY of '56 DEAR DIARY, lt has been nearly three days since we have slept. For six long years we have blzaed this wilder- ness through hardships and triumphs. The iourney has ended and we have now turned our separate ways. Back at the Settlement of Seniors I have discovered what road each has taken. This morning on my way to the village store to pick up a few provisions, I chanced upon Byrns Boner in an open field training for the coming baseball season. As we chatted, I learned that Bobby Connelly and wife, the former Gail Hethcote, were now settled in their new cabin on Carter's Creek, named for Howard Carter, prominent politician of the area. Approaching the clearing, I saw the General Store, on the outside of which hung a sign, "Ronald R. Morgan, Proprietor." Pulling up to the hitching post was Woodard Neal, owner of Woodard's Worm Ranch, bringing IOO quarts of his special Red Wrigglers for Mr. Morgan to help him sell. On entering the store I spied Mrs. Charlie Schroeder lformer Peggy Hinesl and Mrs. Jerry Marsh iformer Nancy Vanattai purchasing bolts of gingham for children's school clothes. Salesladies Wanda Cantrell and June .lakes were doing their best to sell the striped piece. Paul Stewart, another customer, was purchasing fishing hooks and bait in preparation for a weekend fishing trip to White's Creek. Paul informed me that Margaret Richardson was the new "schoolmarm" at Parman grade school, named in honor of Harry Parman, lawyer, scholar, and chemist, living near-by. As I was weighing up some gunpowder, in strolled newsboy Jimmy Randalls with a large bundle of "Green Gazettes," a weekly newspaper published and edited by Nancy Green. Headlined on the front page was "Doctor Donald Russell Discovers Cure for Rare Disease." At the bottom of the page was a story concerning a concert to be presented by debutante Jacquelin Raines, accompanied by Larry Womack and his orchestra. Scanning the gossip column, I discovered an item about Billy Fudge and Frank Barnes, the town's most handsome and eligible bachelors, who were honored at a recent social. Frank and Billy were leaving for the big city. Society news announced the wedding of Nancy Sledge and Leo Singer. Another story revealed that Roma Ramer, famous dancer, was touring the New England states. I laid the paper on the counter in time to catch a glimpse of the new sheriff passing by. I was told that the townpeople had recently elected Billy Grizzle to that office and he had appointed Jerry Blair

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MISS NORTH HIGH JACKIE RAINES