Caruthersville High School - Cotton Blossom Yearbook (Caruthersville, MO)

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 ELLA WRIGHT ANTIONETTA AQUINO OPAL DENTON MARIE POWELL

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CLASS HISTORY We admit it—having outgrown the disgrace—we admit it—four years ago (5 or even 6 for some) we were Freshmen, we resembled the Cedar Tree—Green both winter and summer. In those days, speaking of labratory “Bretherns then a man with soul so dead who never to himself hath said—“Stop throwin’ that corn or I'll break your head.” We understood that corn was to be tested to find its efficiency, momentum and effectiveness as dum dum bullets sharpened and general useful amusement. And uen it came to pass that we were Sophs. ’Twas in this manner— by gosh! We squirmed, writhed and sweated through Geometry, blew through History and slid through Caesar and managed by dint of great patience to amble over anything else that was placed in our straight and narrow pathway. During the period of time in which we censed to be Sophs, and when we began our notable career as Seniors, we were Juniors—probably through no fault of ours, hut full fledged Juniors nevertheless. When in the course of events it became embarassing for us to remain so ami necessity that we should change our course—we became—to an behold! Seniors! Emerged from the Shrysalis to the butterfly. —“YEABO” Senior Crazy Page FLOYD CAIN—Well, Carmie, I’ll foot the bill. DENNIS CAIN—Let’s go to the pool room. CARMIE SELF—I’m a suck egg dog. CHARLEY HUNTLEY—I’m going over to Ferguson Avenue. MARY JACKSON—There’s Cain’s car. PAUL MASDON—What’s your n? LENORE CRIDER—You know Gift wanted to come in. MARIE POWELL—All right Sal. BEN PRATER—Loan me a dime. ODELL REEVES—Ruth, where’s your Dad? CLAY GARRETT—There you go queerin’ the works. MILDRED KELLEY—Mamma said I must be in at 8:30. NEVA LONG—I ain’t a going to do it; just as well quit. HELEN GOODIN—Just got a call from Malden. PEARL HALL—O, I like Hazelnuts. OPAL DENTON—Silence reigns supreme. MARCELLA SMITH—Well, yes it was “Paul.” JOE NANSON—-Squads right. ANTIONETTA AQUINO—She has other duties. LUCILLE NETHERY—Oh. quit Cleo.