St Stephens High School - Corona Yearbook (Hickory, NC)

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To Sue Hedrick, I, Betty Sue Shepherd, bequeath my ability to date boys with “good-looking” cars. I Lloyd Shook, will my ability to any Junior who can keep up in his “Reader’s Digest.” I, Bill Simons, hereby hand over my silly laugh and my seat in French to Faye Miller, and I sincerely hope she gets by with it better than I. Pauline Sipe and Wanda Bolick confer their quiet and dignified Senior ways to Mrs. Frazier. I, Rebecca Spencer, will my ability to get into trouble in chemistry class to Suzanne Mullen. To Marshall Sigmon, I, Janet Stafford, transmit my membership in the Beta Club, although I am quite sure he will not need my gift. Sara Stafford leaves her vivid daydreams in class to anyone who will appreciate them. I, John Teague, will my French Book II, to any Junior who will make good use of it. To all the teachers, we, Betty Turner and Betty Ezell, will our sincere hope that they will not have as many Be ttys to teach in the future. I, Charlie Young, will my ability to dance to anyone in the Junior class who is willing to learn. I, Nadine Yount, will to Mrs. Mauney my dear old second year Latin book. Margaret Baker, Marion Pearce, Testators 21

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LAST WILL AMD TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of St. Stephens High School of Hickory, North Carolina, being indisputably of sound and disposing mind and about to pass out of existence at this high school, do hereby bequeath all our worldly goods and possessions to the following beneficiaries: I, Margaret Baker, confer on Arland Spencer my ability to get high grades. To Jerry Beam, I, Jack Bolick, will my ability to sleep in economics. To Tommy Kersey, I, Ray Bolick will my ability to talk and study at the same time. I, Billy Joe Bowman, will my timidness to Wade Flowers. I, Johnny Bowman, will to Bobby McKinney my job of opening the windows. I, Jeannette Cooper, bequeath to Mrs. Mauney my ability to get bookkeeping while listening to the radio. To Maxine Goins, I, Billy Duncan, will my love and affection for economics, if she can take it. I, Joann Drum, bequeath at least three inches of my height to Doris Moretz. I, McCoy Echerd, will my Floating Power to Fay Fisher provided he can buy the oil and axles. I, Johnny Fleming, leave to Glenn Phillips my fondness of baseball. I, Betty Flowers, do hereby bestow upon Peggy Flowers my Senior privileges (in case she finds them) and also my dignified Senior walk. I, Floyd Fry Jr. , bestow my love and adoration for new automobiles to Gerald Reed. 1, Dopey Frye, transmit my love for baseball to Bill Keller. I, Rachel Granger, will my southern accent to Donna Franks with the hope that she doesn’t have to fight a civil war over it as I do. I, Evelene Hathcock, bestow upon Annette Forbes my little stature and quiet disposition. I, Donald Hedrick, surrender my ability to sing like a girl to Martha Jean Killian. I, Jerry Hedrick, leave all my high school books to Jimmy Huffman. I, D.C. Hefner, bequeath my ability to sing like a girl to Billie Bolick, hoping she can sing as good as I do. I, Edna Mae Herman, hopefully leave my position as hard-working secretary of the Beta Club to Sylvia Miller. I, Leona Herman, will my shyness to Ruby Gilbert. I, Clyde Hollar, would gladly bestow all my energetic ability to anyone who needs it, but somebody already has it. I, Jimmie Honeycutt, bequeath my ability to talk in chemistry and do more than anyone else to Cecil Queen. I, Fred Huffman, will to any Junior with a size eight head, my tan corduroy hat, size seven. I, Joe Huffman, will my bus, No. 30, to anyone who wants it. I, Martha Huffman, leave my ability in Latin to Frances Icard. I, Mary Huffman, will my dimples to Grace Mullen. I, Bruce Isenhower, will to Dorothy Huffman my back seat in the Senior Class. I, Billy Ray Jarret, will my ability to eat peanuts in study hall to Nancy Poovey. I, “Birdie” Kent, do hereby entrust my love for basketball to Ken Huffman. I, Gladys Lanier, surrender my job as a librarian to Ruby Lanier. I, Jerry McGinnis do leave my love for economics to anyone who can stay awake long enough to enjoy it. To Dee Wee Clarke, I, Earlene Miller, will my wit. To Millard Williams, I, Guy Miller, will my Blue Horse notebook. I, Manta Lee Mitchell, bequeath my job as a librarian to Margaret Cooke. I, Colleen Moore, bequeath my ability to blush at the right times to Betty Matthews. I, Revonda Moretz, yield my blond hair and freckles to Betty Brittain. To any Junior who loves economics enough to take it next year, I, Marion Pearce, bequeath my drowsy disposition. I, Peg Prestwood, surrender my undying love for Startown to Shirley Hedrick with the sin- cere hope that she can manage it better than I did. To Donald Yount, 1, Betty Carolyn Propst, will my quietness while in class. To Hazel Herman, I, Imogene Ritchie, bequeath my second year Latin book, hoping she uses it more than I did. To Frances Beard, I, Lorene Ritchie, surrender all my hours that I don’t have time to play the piano. I, Jettie Rullman, do bequeath my shyness and timidity to Bobby Stinson. 20

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PROPHECY The time is 1955 - five years from the night a large class graduated from St. Stephens High School. Yes, it's the class of 1950. Some members of this class are still in Hickory; others have sought larger realms to satisfy their longings. We are watching television, which has become so advanced that we can see the locale of each of our old classmates. As we look at the screen of the television set, this is what we behold: Since baseball has been a favorite on television ever since the very first, we are watch- ing a game - Cleveland Indians vs. New York Yankies. Of course, we're rooting for the Indians, for their pitcher is none other than HIGH FRY. A figure in white is walking down a corridor of a large hospital in Chicago. BETTY TURNER, R.N., has been there for about two years. Look who's coming out from one of the rooms. It's Joann drum with Starrs in her eyes. BILL BOWMAN is reading a book. Him--reading? Oh, we understand. The name of it is The Art of Wooing and he's the author. How very difficult to believe! At a table at the Stork Club sit BETH CAROLYN and McOOY bcherd , who are honeymooning in New York. Standing at their table is BECKY SPENCER , singing waitress. smr and McCOY pick up a copy of McCall’s magazine while waiting for their dinner. On the front of the magazine is a very pretty girl with dimples. She's cover girl, MARY HUFFMAN, who is living in New York. MARY, BECKY, and JANET STAFFORD still get together when their work permits, for JANET is also in New York working as a laboratory technician in a large hospital. Hum----that building looks familiar. Why, it's St. Stephens! But why is the scene changing to the first grade? Oh, the teacher is wanda bolick! Isn’t that a cute little boy. JEANETTE COOPER FRYE is talking to her husband, FLOYD, in the office of the Frye Up- holstering Company. She's telling him she must rush home, for she has left their twin sons with a baby-sitter, MARTHA HUFFMAN . MARTHA and LEONA HERMAN have a business of their own with Your Babies are Our Business as their slogan. Down a street of Hickory walks Chief-of-Police JOE HUFFMAN . He goes into a local drug store, where he converses with BRUCE ISENHOWER , owner. JOE is telling BRUCE that SARA STAFFORD and REVONDA MORETZ work in a jewelry store near by, and that D.C.HEFNER is a proprietor of a home for stray cats. Two customers of D.C.'s are riding up the street on a bicycle built for two. JERRY HEDRICK and BILLY DUNCAN are combining business with pleasure by advertising the bicycles they manufacture, while looking for pets. BETTY EZELL is getting up from her desk in the Record office to take an announcement from JOHNNY FLEMING, who is advertising his business as an Eye, Ear, Nose, and Throat specialist. There is also a large advertisement in the Record about the men's sports- wear store which LWYD SHOOK has recently purchased. A new Buick is pulling up in front of Ray's Pet Shop . JACK HOUCK , the Buick sales- man, has come to sell RAY BOLICK, a Buick. The next scene on the screen is Alexander County--in the home of POLLY MORETZ (for- merly sipe . Sitting opposite her at the dinner table is AUBREY, whom we remember as Polly’s high school boy friend. At a desk in the office of the Governor of North Carolina, MARION pearce, sits GLADYS LANIER, bookkeeper. Who would have thought this would happen? The screen grows brighter and soft music is heard. It's coming from Christ Lutheran Church, where we see RACHEL GRANGER directing the choir. Who's that in the back row? Why, it's CHARLIE YOUNG, her husband, singing tenor. He's also the star of a Broadway musical, The Flirt . nadine youni is standing beside the tractor on which her husband, CARL SEITZ, is sit- ting. In a distance we see what must be a model farm. Now, doesn’t that suit carl and NADINE? Gee, look where EDNA MAE HERMAN is working--in the Library of Congress!! MARGARET RAKER has dropped by to see her. She tells EDNA that she is hurrying to a Beta Club meet- ing in the school where she teaches. After all, the sponsor can't be late. Our eyes view next a beautiful model dressed in a stunning gown of her own creation. Yes, it's jettie rullman -in Hollywood. Aren't the stage backgrounds beautiful? JETTIE is announcing that BETT) FWWERS and JOHNNY bowman painted them. We see DONALD HEDRICK lunching at the Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studio with his producer, BILL SIMONS. DONALD is a stand-in for Jimmy Stewart. In lights at the State Theater in Charlotte we read McGinnis and Marx” JERRY and Groucho are co-starring in that great comedy hit, Ain't We Crazy”. A colorful spectacle is seen as we gaze upon a girl putting on a skating act. She is COLLEEN MOORE in the skating rink owned by HAROI.D KENT. Oh, what fun they must have!