Bonlee High School - Treasured Leaves Yearbook (Bonlee, NC)

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Class Prophecy With a happy sigh, I opened the door of my apartment. It had been an enjoyable, but a tiring day, and now I could read the paper while sipping a nice cool coke. Pick- ing up the ‘‘WASHINGTON TIMES,’’ I saw a familiar name jutting forth from the head- lines— JESSE RACHEL TO OPEN ULTRAMODERN THEATRICAL BUILDING— Why, he was in our graduating class! I remembered that Jesse had worked ata theater during our high school days. Suddenly I had an inspiration! Why not have a class reunion to recall old memories? I could call all the members of the class of °53 and we could meet at the grand opening of Jesse’s theater! Let’s see now— where to start? Wayne Moon should not be too hard to contact since the St. Louis Cardinals are playing here in Washington this week. He is pitching quite a lot for them th's ear. 2 I think I’ll put in a call to Elaine and she can let Ann Beaver know about our re- union. Ann is living with her husband in a beautiful country home on the outskirts of: Siler City. I wonder if Elaine can get away from her seven year-old daughter, who is in the second grade, and her son who is just starting to kindergarten? Ann can let Margaret Creason and her husband know of this party. Margaret and her husband and three children are living on a magnificent plantation south of Bonlee. I can cable Ted, since he is manager of the Bonlee Railroad Lines. Maybe he can bring Willia and their two sons, aged five and eight. Perhaps I can catch Leroy at his office, LEROY LOCATES ESCORTS AGENCY, if he isn’t out doing most of the escorting himself. Margaret can let Eva and her husband in Ramseur know of our reunion since her two little girls attend Eva’s kindergarten there. I’ll ask Leroy to leave his office long enough to go next door to Webster’s Store and tell Clyde, who must have liked the grocery business. When I was at the game of the Washington Red Skins, Sunday, with Claiborne’s wife and four children, I learned their address and I] think 1 shall run over to seethem. Claiborne has been doing very well in professional football for several years. I must place a call to California for Betty Andrews. She is a Captain in the U.S. Marines. Maybe she and her husband can run over to the Army base near them and let Mary and her husband know of the reunion plans. I shall wire Richard in New York, where he is completing plans for the new Brooklyn Bridge. He was always good at geometry and he must still be. I think I’ll now try to reach Billy Dixon at his John Deere Equipment Company in Bonlee. Speaking of our graduation city, I must not forget Martha Ann and Ruby Lee, who are running an exquisite dress shop. Of course, they can bring their husbands, teacher at Elon and businessman, respectively. To reach Betty Paul, I’ll call the Department of Revenue. She was always in- cluded in counting money in high school, and how she counts it now! For Uncle Sam, of course! : Peggy? I think I’ll wire her at her hotel and restaurant, wh ich is located near Bonlee. I surely hope she can make it to our reunion. I’ll wire Joan, also. She is a decorator and designer at Morrison-Neese in Greensboro. She has had her home in Starmont Forest on exhibition recently. She and her husband, the Lincoln-Mercury dealer, are happily settled in it now. Richard can let Betty Garner know, since he is in New York. Betty is just in from a trip abroad with her two cute girls. Well, I guess my last call will go to Lindo, now head coach for the University of Georgia. He carried his Georgia Tech team through the entire season and the Sugar Bowl undefeated. And now if North Carolina’s Senior Senator will allow me a little time off to plan and execute this affair, Iam sure that it will prove to be a huge success! Rachel Humphries, Class Prophet

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Class History In the fall of 1940, the history of our class had its beginning. We were soon progressing through the years, cramming our little heads with the knowledge we now find so useful. We owe a great deal to our elemen- tary teachers who, we now know, were the inspiration for our whole edu- cational career. We may forget them, but what they did for us, never. Eight long, but quickly passing years opened unto us the doors of Bonlee High School. We had completed our elementary education. Four years ago we invaded the ranks of Bonlee High School. There were forty-two of us soon preparing ourselves for a more complete edu- cation. We went to the Moorehead Planitarium at Chapel Hilland sawa superb presentation, ‘‘The Easter Story.’’ Quickly this year passed away and we shifted to our second year. To begin our sophomore year there were forty members in our class. This year was marked by a trip down to Fayetteville and Fort Bragg. Our girls made excellent little waitresses at the Junior-Senior Banquet. Dur- ing the year we lost twelve students from our class, but we resolved to continue our good work till the finish. In our Junior year we were for the second time sponsored by Mrs. Ina Andrews. Our class officers were Elaine Clapp- president. Lindo Burns- vice president, Joan Ivey- secretary, and Margaret Creason- treasurer. ‘‘Plain Jane,’’ our Junior play, was such a great success that we gave the Seniors a banquet, ‘‘Spring Serenade.’’ We also en- joyed sponsoring the Sauline Players, who presented two entertaining programs. Thus ended our Junior year and we went home for the last time to take a summer vacation, before our last and most climaxing year. Then with excitingly exalted hearts, we began our last year under the expert guidance of Mrs. Dalton Buckner. Rachel Humphries was our president, Lindo Burns- vice president, Elaine Webster- secretary, and Betty Lois Andrews- treasurer. Our literary productions, THE TREASURED LEAVES and the BONLEE GAZETTE, were selected to hang in Bonlee’s Hall of Fame, where they are kept in remembrance of the class of °53. The most delicious treat of the year was the exquisite banquet given us by the Juniors. Thanks again, Juniors! Then our Senior play, which we anticipated so anxiously and so hopefully, was chosen as our masterpiece. Last and most wonderful was our week-long trip to our nation’s capital, Washington, D.C. Our sweetest memories and greatest thrills came from this trip. We can never forget it! But, suddenly we were solemnly marching down the isle- sad, happy, and victorious. Our school days at Bonlee High School were abruptly days of the past. We finished with gladness, parted with sadness, and of dear ole’ Bonlee we were no more. Richard Jessup Class Historian

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Last Will and Testament NORTH CAROLINA Chatham County Bear Creek Township Bonlee High School IW e, the Senior Class of '53, lLaving reached the last step of our high school edu- cation, find that during the past twelve years we have accumulated many talents, features, and priceless possessions that we must leave here to you who will as time goes by take our places as ‘‘Dignified Seniors.’’ May you treasure them as we have in remembrance of us. Peo wteie LO THE FACULTY: To Mr. Wilson we leave our gratitude and deep appreciation for his help and understanding during our crucial moments. To Mrs. Erath we leave all our Chemistry formulas which we never learned. To ‘‘Miss Ina’’ we leave our thanks for being an inspiring and understanding history teacher. To Mrs. Buckner we leave our empty seats in her classroom. We leave our love and thanks for being such a wonderful senior sponsor and home room teacher. ARTICLE Il. TO THE RISING SENIORS: To the rising Seniors we. leave the privilege of publishing the TREASURED LEAVES and the BONLEE GAZETTE. We expect great work from you! ARTICLE III. TO THE LOWER CLASSMEN: I, Betty Lois Andrews, will my height to Polly Wilson. I, Betty Paul Burke, will my friendliness and ability to get along with others to Sue Anne Phillips. I, Ann Beaver, will my blond hair to Nancy Harris. I, Jesse Rachel, will my ability to do Chemistry to next year’s Chemistry Class. I, Elaine C. Webster, will to my sister, Marlene Clapp, the privilege of being the only married senior to graduate. I, Lindo Burns, will my ability to win six superlative honors to Buster Gaines. I, Joan Ivey, will my editorship of the BONLEE GAZETTE to Inez Hammer. Start in time, Inez, and you will not have to rush! I, Leroy Willett, will my ability to have a car full of girls to go to the show with me at all times to Harry Moody. Drop by sometime and let me know how you are doing, Harry. I, Margaret Creason, will my love for outlining chapters and answering questions in Geography to Helen Branson. Don’t write as small as I did and you will not have to do much. I, Wayne Moon, will my privilege to receive the most athletic medal to Jimmy Edwards. Good Luck, boy! I, Eva Pettit, will my quiet ways to Barbara Reid. I’ll expect you to win the citizenship honor for me! I, Claiborne Moore, will my position on the basketball court to Earl Gaines. I, Mary Blalock, will to Joyce Tillman my love for typing. I, Peggy Maness, will my privilege of being the senior class poet to Billy Ves- tal. Send me a book of your poems when they are published, Billy. I, Rachel Humphries, will my privilege of being the youngest senior to graduate this year to Edward Lee Justice. I, Martha Ann Cameron, will my cheerleading position to Shirley Anne Andrews. Put in a yell for me, Shirley. I, Ruby Lee Walters, will my ability to get to school late and to leave early to Allie Carter. Don’t let me down, Allie! I, Betty Wall Garner, will my privilege of going to Germany during my senior year to Joyce Phillips. I, Richard Jessup, will my ability to pick on Mrs. Buckner and get by with it to Jimmy Rogers. Be careful, boy! I, Billy Dixon, will my ability to take sides off corncribs to the next driver of No. 34. Be gentile with her, please! I, Clyde Thomas Webster, will my reserved seat in Mr. Wilson’s office to Man- ley Councilman. Don’t let it get cold, Manley. I, Ted Moore, will my wittiness to Margie White. We, the Seniors, do this day appoint Mrs. Dalton Buckner, our Senior Sponsor, as executor of this, our first, only, and last will and testament. In witness hereof, we have placed our seal, this the twenty-fifth day of May, in the year of our Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Fifty-three. Witnesses: Joan Ivey Mrs. George Erath Testator Mrs. Beatrice Henderson