Ceres High School - Mountaineer Yearbook (Ceres, VA)

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PROPHECY As I sit here waiting for my next customer I think I'll do a little crystal ball gazing myself. As the ball clears I see a happy go-lucky person, Why, it's Ray Davis.” He's sporting a new Chryster convertible and, boy, does his billfold bulge: He must have invented an all powerful bomb. He always had a knack at mak- ing money and explosives. Part of the mist reappears and out of it rises a beautiful blonde- Why, it's Della Mae Hounshell. Would you listen to that voice? No wonder she's been elected America's No. 1 lullaby singer. Now some of the mist leaves and Della Mae disappears ami in her place appears Estelle Lambert, world famous artist. She won her fame by paint- ing a portrait of Danny Kaye, famou® Hollywood actor. She did quite well for herself--got quite a handsome man in tow. What's this I see? It is Juanita Tibbs getting off the train and would you watch her smile for the photographers! She's been voted America's most Energetic Woman. Let me warn you-- photographers are energy parasites. Good-luck and eat your Wheaties, Tibbsie. Ah! The mist is gone now and I see another classmate. It's handsome Billy Lindamood. Believe it or not, Billy is slaying those Hollywood stars. He didn't want to go out there until he saw what a great hit Jane and Lillian Crabtree were making. Speaking of Lilly and Jane,let's see what they are doing. I hear music and voices. Wait, it's a music hall in San Francisco! Together they pack the house. In case you are interested, the min guy in the audience is Gene Hall. These words appear in the crystal ball, “If you need nursing call Neel or Cassell. That must be Norma and Claudine. They're out on their own and have a couple of male patients whose only ache is in the heart. I be- lieve they are Claude Kidd and Walter Repass. How about that, girls? Listen: Do you heer all that shouting? They are yelling for basket- ball stars--Kenneth Tibbs and Billy Umbarger. They're playing for the New Jersey Giraffes. They are really two-gooding guys. Good-luck, boys! Now I see a lot of lights flashing and commands being given to the lovely model, Joyce Neel, America's = Model , as she should be, with that figure. She just got back from ‘aris and when those French wolves saw the wedding band Peery gave her, they broke down and cried. Here isthe busiest girl I've seen since I finished school- Betty Jo Smith. She is certainly keeping that office in order and from the looks of things she's keeping the boss pretty well in hand. Well, Jo, he certainly is a handsome fellow. Again I hear shouts and commands but this time they are different. I see Robert Hall in command of the U.SS, Truman. Bob is very handsome in are ic ahaa (Ket me assure you, it is not the uniform at which I'm look- ing. Well, I see Eddie Hubble is playing for the New York Giants. The fans st ill scream for the handsome brute like we did at school. Now I see a pretty little school teacher. No wonder those kids are so good. Anybody would behave for that sweet teacher, Betty Sue Groseclose. Last but not least is Tommy Buck. Just look at the big, handsome guy! He is a ae killer in that Navy uniform. That is plain to see when you look at t etovely brunette with hi Now, see w! nappened’ to Grace Neel. Oh; 1 forgot, she's writing se aieeen SED:

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NOT IS TORY It was on a bright September day that this circus began- September the first, to be exact. The teachers were the keepers and trainers and they had a hard time that year because we were a lot of wild, untrained creatures. There were thirty of us in one cage and our trainers took periods with us since one couldn't stand it all day. We had a short vacation before we went into custody again. In September, 1947 we went back into our pleasant cages and individual training chairs. Some of our fellow creatures either couldn't take or didn't like our training so they escaped and regained their freedom. The remainder pass- ed out of the Sophomore year into the big Junior year. Our trainers helped us to decide on this motto in the year of 1948: THE PAST IS GONE BUT THE FUTURE IS STILL OUR OWN. We tried hard to for- get the days of our freedom and to work hard for the future. We added some new members to our list that year- creatures from other school jungles. Some grand shows and brilliant performances were given that year. One in particular, directed by Miss Ruth Crabtree, won us renown in the world of entertainment. It was Who Killed Aunt Caroline? We all braved the hardships of captivity and now we are Seniors- the greatest honor that can be bestowed upon a group of creatures. This year we are allowed more freedom, since we have learned to act properly. Our shows are as good as ever but more refined, quiet am musical. This year we have as our leader Pegry Crabtree, who does our bidding and does it well. We are twenty in number, the largest group ever to prepare for life in the world outside of Ceres High School. The Junior Class gave us a lovely semi-formal banquet. In return for this we gave them an outdoor party. Now we say, Good-bye to Ceres High School. We thank our instructors for being kind and patient with us in our wild state and we are extremely grateful to them for helping us to become wheat we are today. We leave you with the thought expressed by our Senior Class motto, WE LEARN BY DOING.