Bethel High School - Key Yearbook (Bethel, NC)

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Class Ptophecy I had been working as a special investigator for theF.B. I. for nine years and now I was taking my annual month ' s vacation. I decided that as an extra treat this year, I would visit my old classmates. It had been four or maybe five years since I had seen KAY ROGERSON. Wondering if she still was private secretary for the Secretary of State, I went around to see her. She was still working there. Kay told me that LAUREL THIGPEN was doing very well as both a lawyer and a mother to two children, a boy and a girl. She also told me that both JOSEPHINE BUTLER and ELIZABETH BUTLER were doing very well as secretaries to very important people. It was time for Kay ' s vacation so we went to Los Angeles, California, to visitOLIVIA WHITEHURST who was doing very well for herself as a mother and a business woman. We found out from Olivia that both SHELBY JEAN ANDERS and KENNETH GRAY were also in California. Shelby Jean was a second grade teacher in a large elementary school. Kenneth was a lieutenant in the Air Force. We went to the air base to see Kenneth and he told us that both JUDI CULLIFER and PATRICIA CARSON were elementary school teachers in Washington, D. C. It surprised us because we had thought that they were in Kansas City. Kay had only two weeks vacation so she had to go back to work. I went to the airport to see her off. A flight from Florida came in and guess who the first one that came off the plane was? You are right; it was DOUGLAS CHESSON. We managed to get to him and talk to him before Kay ' s plane left. He told us that he owned a big sugar plantation in Cuba. Douglas told us that JIMMY HARDY and JACK WHICHARDwere both doing very well in their professions. Jimmy was a big restaurant owner who raised his own cattle for use in the restaurant. Jack was a very well-to-do farmer in Pitt County. Kay had to leave to catch her plane, so we sent her off. Douglas and I went to see Shelby Jean. She told us that the last letter she had gotten from BETTY COOPER said that she was working as a laboratory technician in a big hospital in Philadelphia. The next day I left California for Philadelphia to visit Betty. Betty was living in a beautiful little home in the suburbs of Philadelphia. She told me that ANN MOZINGO was working in Raleigh, North Carolina, as a kindergarten teacher. I went to Raleigh to see Ann. Not only was she a working woman, but she was also the mother of two handsome little boys and one pretty little girl. Suddenly I decided to go back to dear old Bethel to see how much it had grown. It had grown a good deal since I had last seen it. I visited LINDA PURVIS in her beautiful little home and met her two children, a boy and a girl. While there I visited FRANKLIN WHITEHURST, who was doing very well as an automobile salesman. My vacation ended, so I had to go back to Washington to my job. DOROTHY LOUISE BLAND Class Prophetess 15

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Class Histoty The kiss of our parents was still fresh upon our cheeks when we extended our hand to meet our teacher, Mrs. Adams, in the first grade. Bewildered, we sat that first day, not knowing then what lay before us. As the weeks passed, tears were dried, noses were wiped, and we, through Mrs. Adams ' guidance, could print our names, and read our first books. Miss Burton carried us on through the second grade increasing our ability to read and write, and adding many new activities to our daily routine. My but we were big when we entered our third year of school. Mrs. Renshaw was our teacher —the fourth grade only added many new problems as Mrs. Thomas opened the door and said enter on that bright September morning in 1951. We were old enough now to realize that only with real accomplishment and hard work could we meet the require- ments n6C6Ssa.ry to stay together as a class and advance step by step. Fifth, sixth, and seventh; my how the time was going by. That long sought goal—high school, would soon be reached. But before that many pleasures as well as that always present worry, study, study, study. Our class activities guided by Miss Warren, Mrs. Jackson and Mr. Berry will long be remembered. Trips, like the one to Cherry Point, during our seventhyear at school, come only once in a lifetime and we enjoyed every minute of it and look back now on that time and say happy days. We shall always remember the eventful day when we entered the eighth grade. At first we were uneasy our en¬ vironment seemed new and strange to us. With the inspiration of Mrs. Highsmith and Mrs. Latham we became familiar with our surroundings. Mrs. Latham took us on a very educational trip to Williamsburg that year. As eighth grade graduation come nigh we became aware of the responsibility which would be ours in the next four years. September had finally arrived and all our dreams which we had pondered over for the past eight years were finally coming into reality. Our teachers, Mrs. Latham, Mr. Nicholson, Mrs. Mayo and Mrs. Weeks, were faithful as always and made the change of stepping upon another stone to reach our goal an easy one. We have vivid memories of our Sophomore and Junior years. The pranks and laughter of those years will always be outstanding in our memories. In our Junior year, with the coming of a new spring also came our first Junior-Senior. After much consideration, we finally decided upon Mardi Gras as our theme. It was a wonderful evening, enjoyed by all. Our year drew to a close and we said our ' goodbys till another September, knowing we could spend one more year under the fine leadership of Mrs. Carson, Mrs. Watson, Mrs. Latham, Mr. Thompson, and Mr. Latham. We started off seventeen strong in our Senior year regardless of the fact that we had lost many along the way. We had our same faithful faculty with the exceptions of Mr. Thompson in business and Mr. Nicholson in science who were replaced by Mrs. McDonald and Mr. Coughlin. Graduation approaches; at last the long awaited day arrives. Basketball games, Junior-Senior, Homecoming, Class Night and Commencement—all soon tobebut memories. With mingled emotions we await that moment toward which we have been working these past years. The joy that comes with accomplishment is dimmed by the sadness that comes with leaving Bethel High. As Edward Pollack once said, There ' s something in the parting hour that will chill the warmest heart. The re- . elections of these past twelve years will forever be remembered and cherished. And now as Seniors we can work our way into our new environment as life ' s long journey approaches. KAY ROGERSON Class Historian 14

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Last Will and Testament ARTICLE I Item I. To our parents, we leave our love and gratitude for sending us through twelve years of school. Item II. To our teachers, we leave a quiet school at last, and the memories of having taught us. Item III. To the Freshmen, we leave the wonderful feeling of being in high school, at last. Item IV. To the Sophomores, we leave our self-confidence to finish the next two years of school. Item V. To the Juniors, we leave the right to take our place as Seniors. ARTICLE II I, SHELBY JEAN ANDERS, leave my flirty ways to Jean Edmondson and Dalton Williams. I, OLIVIA WHITEHURST, leave my ability to keep up with a Dodge to Shirley Whitehurst. I, KAY ROGERSON, leave my short hair to Sandra Williams. I, DOUGLAS CHESSON, leave my way with women to Jerry Chesson. I, JUDY CULLIFER, leave with tears, the French class to Gene Keel. I, FRANKLIN WHITEHURST, leave my bashful ways to Jerry Williams and Kenneth Whitehurst. I, KENNETH GRAY, leave my ability to skip school to David Whitley and Walter Bland. I, DOROTHY BLAND, leave my ability to talk to Carole Roberson. I, JOSEPHINE BUTLER, leave to Linda Manning my superlative Most Studious. I, PATRICIA CARSON, leave my ability to play basketball to Malese Mozingo. I, LINDIA PURVIS, leave my English grades to Troy Knox. I, JACK WHICHARD, leave my ability to play basketball to Joe Everett. I, BETTY COOPER, leave my superlative Most Talented to George Brown. I, ELIZABETH BUTLER, leave my ability to drive to Jasper Hannah. I, ANN MOZINGO, leave my parking space at school to Jackie James. I, LAUREL THIGPEN, leave my blush to Gertie Beacham. I, JIMMY HARDY,.leave,.thank goodness. JIMMY HARDY Testator Poem From these sacred halls we now depart But because of love so dear We sing a song of sadness As our parting comes near. We will not forget the memories Of the years we spent with thee; Though we can remain no longer Our thoughts stay eternally. And now the halls will be hushed; But our hearts will ever grieve For the familiar sights and sounds That now we sadly leave. To the sacred halls of Bethel High Where we lived and learned so well, With hearts of love and sorrow Every voice bids F-A-R-E-W-E-L-L. Shelby Jean Anders