Buckingham Central High School - Buccaneer Yearbook (Buckingham, VA)

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Prophecy (TOMORROW) Here it was 1973 — Phyllis Adams (now Mrs. Jamerson) and I had decided to take a vacation for a while and travel some. We went to the airport to make reser- vations for our trip in a space-ship. To our surprise there at the reservation desk was Beulah Forbes. Looking around we saw more of our 1953 class mates. There was Bessie Carter, Mamie Moss, and Betty Seay, who were file clerks, and even Ame- lia Safritt, private secretary to the mana- ger. While talking, we found that the man- ager was none other than James Harmon. We found that we would have to meet our space-ship at a larger airport, so we de- cided to call a taxi to take us there. Whom should we find driving the taxi, but Richard Huddleston. We had started to get into the taxi when a truck came roaring by — getting our wits back we found the driver to be Johnny Crute. Finally, we continued on our way . Riding along through the country, we saw many farms. Richard pointed these out to be those of the Crews boys (Richard and Robert), Donald Coleman’s, Keith Bryant’s and even Charles Roberts’. We were happy to see so many signs of wealth and prosper- ity in our home county. Upon arriving in the city, we went to the information desk and who did we find sitting behind it but Marjorie Self. She told us when our ship left, so we sat down to wait for it. Finally, we boarded our ship and were ready to go. Easing ourselves back for the trip, Phyllis noticed the headlines in the pa- per, “Harvey Charlton Honored As Out- standing Professor of Physics In The U.S. He had just been awarded the Nobel prize in Physics. Reading on, we found that Annie Mae Mason was his assistant. Then the stewardess, who was Lucille Toney, stopped at our seat and told us we were going to land for awhile to refuel. When we had landed at the Space -Air- port, we decided to get ourselves a snack. Walking into the restaurant, we saw a sol- dier, who else was it but Kyle Knott, now a graduate of West Point, with his pal, Dr. Roger Hardiman and Richard Throckmorton, a machinist . We sat down and the waitress, Junell Rafferty, brought us the menu. While we were ordering, Joan Poole, who was now a successful attorney came in and joined us. While we were talking, we found that Patsy Dunevant was now Mrs. Ray Jamerson, and was very happy. Also, Grace Blackwell and Jack Austin were school teachers at B. C. H.S. When we asked about Rose Marie Jones, she said that she was now Mrs. Tay- lor, and her daughter was graduating that year. We soon finished our snack and con- tinued our trip. Getting back on the space-ship, we were nearly trampled by a bunch of boys and whom did we find among them but “Coach” Melvin Jamerson. While talking to him, we found that he was coach at B.C. H.S. and his team was to play the Spaceland Team. On his team were good players, but he was particularly proud of Madaline Rip- ley’s son, the Onks boy. During our con- versation we found ihat Cullen Rosen was now Floor Walker at the Dillwyn Depart- ment Store. He told me also that Ray Tap- scott and Harry Pearson were still farming and that Elois Watson, now Mrs. William Agee, was Home Economics teacher at B.C. H.S. and Iva Worrell was the Home Demon- stration Agent of Buckingham County. We decided to watch our television set awhile. The announcer was Otis Worley. Sitting at the piano was Pansy Jamerson. The program was to award the prizes for outstanding commercial achievement. He gave first prize to Rodney Word for out- standing accountant; then to Barbara Guill for fast speed typist and Joyce Ownby for shorthand skill. Then the stewardess told us to fasten our safety belts, that we were going to make a forced landing. The last we heard was a crash . Awaking, I found myself to be in a hos- pital. There was my nurse, Elizabeth Har- ris. She told me I had a visitor, and Olga Batista came in to see me. She told me her Beauty Shoppe was doing wonderful business . I found that Phyllis had been hurt too, but we could leave now if we wanted to. We went to the desk to check out and there sat Louise Miles . Our husbands met us to take us home. On the way, they told us that Milton Hud- dleston had been honored for his outstanding farm exhibits . With this, we realized we had had enough vacation and were content to just stay home and rest for the next 20 years. Betty Stout Class Prophet

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Seniors OTis Ha t YNEs Wor Th rley

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Class History (YESTERDAY) It was a bright, sunny day in September back in 1948, that we, the present Senior Class entered B. C. H. S. We assembled in the auditorium, where we were divided into three groups, under the leadership of Mrs. Bransford, Miss Ingle and Miss Charlton. The halls were filled with lost 8th. graders the first few days, but we finally settled down to work . In the fall of ' 49, we returned to B. C. H. S. , where we were no longer 8th. graders, but were members of the Fresh- man Class. Our interests were broadening and many of us joined clubs. There were several who went out for basket- ball and no w are outstanding players. Then in ’50, we came back as Sophomores. By now, we were even more confident of ourselves and we took part in more activities than before. With only a few Juniors, we gave the Senior prom, which was a success. On returning to school in September of ’51, we were al- most surprised to find ourselves Juniors. This being the year that there were only six seniors, we were in top place. We took a leading part in the Commencement Exercises, at which, we presented the six Seniors corsages of white roses. On September 5th, 1952, we entered Central as Seniors. Out of 87 of our classmates of the 8th. grade, only 44 re- mained. During the first semester we lost one of these. This year was full of activities. One of the most exciting occa- sions was ordering our rings. We measured for our Caps and Gowns and ordered our cards and invitations. This made us think that Graduation was near. We are looking forward to our Senior trip, which has not been planned. We are sure that the Junior-Senior prom will be a success. We will treas- ure the memories of all our happy days at Central and we will remember our teachers’ kind guidance. To our teachers and the students of B. C. H. S. , the Class of ’53 bids a fond adieu.