Bethel High School - Key Yearbook (Bethel, NC)

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CUb H toy ™ J? f, eptem , 1938 - a g rou P of eager, happy children started working toward a goal that we would reach twelve years later. Checking back, we find that there are still twelve of us who started off together in the first grade. We were very thrilled. I remember Miss Exum (Mrs. Larry James) had a hard time keeping us reasonably quiet. Miss Galloway (Mrs. Burroughs) was our second grade teacher. We had a very large H S L ln ™ g ra de-sixty-one students. Miss Elliot, Miss Mayo (Mrs. Bill Andrews), M . 1 . SS Gilmore were our third, fourth, and fifth grade teachers, respectively. We appre¬ ciate the patient effort they put forth to prepare us with the basic training we needed to further our education Our sixth grade teacher was Miss Bass (Mrs. Ronald Riddick). She was very good to us. When we became seventh-graders, we thought we were grown, probably because vpt ln building - Gradually, however, we found that we had much to learn y • rs - w - T Whitehurst was our seventh-grade teacher and we wouldn ' t have asked for a better one, had we had that privilege. Miss McClees (Mrs. R. A. Foreman) was our eighth- grade teacher--and a fine one too. One valuable lesson she taught us that wasn ' t in the text book was: We don’t get anything that we don ' t work for. We were glad to have Cecil Simmons ecome a member of our class, during the year. One of our most pleasant memories of this year is the trip to Raleigh, where we visited the State museum, capitol, State penitentiary radio station, etc. We ate beside a lovely lake and had fun casting pebbles across the water. Mary Ella Moore and Betty Faye Harrell joined our class during our Freshmen year. Margaret Manning was our president. When we became sophomores we bought our class rings, addition to our class this year. Thelma Grant was a cheerful Edward Brown was our president in the tenth and eleventh grades. We had a big re¬ sponsibility, as Juniors--giving the seniors a banquet. We immediately began selling Christmas Cards, T-shirts, and stationery. We were very successful, having some money left after the banquet. This money was put into our Senior Class treasury. We want to express our thanks to our thoughtful grademothers. They gave us parties all through elementary school. Since we ' ve been in high school, we have had wienie roasts. Seniors! At last. And again this year our problem is earning money. We served a chicken supper in November which provided work, profit, and fun for us. We really do appreciate the help and support our friends have given us in all we ' ve attempted to do. The new school paper, Bee Hive, which is printed, is a step forward, we think. Let ' s continue to improve. May we extend a most hearty Thanks to our high school teachers. They deserve much of the credit for any success that we have had. Our Senior Class officers are: President-Edgar Barnhill, Vice-President--Frank Hemingway, Secretary--Helen Griffin, Treasurer—Peggy Batchelor, class Representatives— Edward Brown, Elsie Whitehurst. Several of the members of our class participated in the plays, Uncle Bob’s Bride , The Valiant , and The Fantasy which were, we think, very good, Juniors. We are looking forward to the Banquet that the eleventh grade is planning for us. We realize that most of our life at Bethel High has passed but we are still looking forward to the greatest moment of all-graduation. Before I finish, fellow-classmates, may I say—God Bless You All. Elsie Whitehurst

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PROPHECY One night I dreamed a dream. Yes, every one dreams occasionally, and I dream a lot, but this was no ordinary dream. It seemed to be entirely different from anything I had ever dreamed of dreaming. In a way it was sad--because it happened ten years hence, and I thought we were all getting old. But the dream itself was a happy one. Having always had my heart set on doing a bit of extensive traveling, I finally, after ten years of hard work, was able to take a tour. I--the one in my class who was always going to do such great things--was still living in Bethel, an old maid, and what was worse--cook and housekeeper for my sister. I had always said that I ' d find the day when I wouldn ' t ever mind her again, and here she was my boss. But on my trip, I went to Norfolk where I was going to sail to New York. As I was leaving on the boat, I saw my own dear friend and classmate, Daphne Janet Bowers, who was also going to sail to New York with her husband. Incidentally, it was their honeymoon, o, rather, a second one. They had been married five years. Can you imagine who was Stewardess on the boat? Such a surprise! My classmate Elsie Marie Whitehurst. Goodness! And chief cook was No! I just won ' t believe it! Roy Whitehurst! He was going to have a little Grill near Bethel, I thought. How he and his business have expanded! But, no, he doesn ' t own the ship. He ' s not even captain of it. That job is our dear composed classmate ' s---Cecil Jones, who was going to be a bus driver. How plans change! In New York, I arranged someway to go to the Metropolitan Opera with Daphne and her husband. Can you imagine who was the lead in the play (dancing and singing lead, that is)? None other than Thelma Virginia Grant! Was I ever surprised! Also at the opera and in the box right next to ours--such a coincidence!--was Mary Ella Moore, looking more alluring than ever in her imported Paris gown. Incidentally, she was the wife of a million¬ aire in New York. Boy! Is she lucky! I left New York and went west. When I got to Illinois, who should I see at the train termi¬ nal but Hilton Tetterton and wife Jo. They were living in the same town that Thelma had once lived in, and were just coming back to visit relatives. Somehow Hilton had acquired right much wealth--strange to me, knowing how he always hated to get up early and wondering how a guy could get rich going to work late. But Jo had helped with her nursing. In Seattle, Washington,