Riverton High School - Memories Yearbook (Huntsville, AL)

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 Angl Fogg, cute and small, With her figure she beats them all. For the boys she doesn’t fall Except for a sailor whose name we won’t call. Betty Lewis, the boys’ delight, For dating she’s just the type; Going places, here and there, You’ll see her most anywhere. She needs less temper, so they say. Marriage, we think, is on the way. Bet your boots and all your money That her name is Edna Honey. Lottie Alverson, the best all around. No sweeter girl can there be found She has such, nice and friendly ways, And we all know that’s what pays. CLASS OF FORTY-NINE Together we have made the pass; Finished high school we have at last. We love old Riverton with all our heart And we are sad to have to part. The first in line of all the rest Is Margaret Freeman, who’s considered the best. She is a whiz in every class Except in Physics, a subject no one can pass. Geraldine Carter, a cute little “Red,” Not always behind, not always ahead. She’s quiet, demure and very poised And the least of her worries are the boys. Mildred Mullins is all right— Always fussing but never fights. For tagging along she’s just the one On dates with her friends who are out for fun. The next in line with all the rest Are Patterson and Kennedy, the “A” team’s best. In basket ball they hit the top, But when it comes to speaking, they are a flop. Coming up next is the president of the class, At basketball playing, he’s very fast, At public speaking he is fine— Mickey Wilbourn, first in line. Louise Harbin is the teachers’ pest. But we think she is one of the best. As a cheerleader she is a pearl, And oh boy! you should see her whirl! The next in line is Josephine. She has a new name, but it isn’t Green. She loves to sing and is happy it seems, For she’s got Tipton, the man of her dreams. Dot Brown, cute and short, Some do not know it, but she’s a good sport. She’s very true to her only Man , And we know some day, he’ll win her hand. J. D. Smith is the “smooching” type. It’s funny he only kisses the girls good-night. The women say he’s awfully nice But with their backs turned, he rolls the dice.