Chapel Hill High School - Hill Life Yearbook (Chapel Hill, NC)

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Page Eighteen Class Poem The time has come when you must choose Your futureg lose Not what you have gained these years Of study. Fears Of what is yet to come-forget Them, and let Your conscience be your guide through Your life. Doubt Not yourself for you best know Your strength. Go Now forth to meet the World and heed These Words. Godspeed. out WIL-MA ANDERSON Class Poet

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NUMA GILBERT WOMBLE Hillife, 4g F. F. A., 1, 4. Low voice . . . Number 19 .... Silent type. JOSEPH JAMES WRIGHT Baseball, 3, 43 Basketball, 45 F. F. A., 1. Bowling champ .... Eagle Eye , . . . cheeseburgers . . . Oh! Those absence slips. Page Seventeen

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Senior Prophecy Here's the path that goes to the cemetery where the class of '47 has been buried. Let's pretend we're watches and run down, just to see who was who. Here's old Anderson's grave-too bad about her-never even learned to write her name. Doesn't even have a tombstone, only her feet to mark her grave. Just down a ways is Cashion's corpse. Shot herself. Couldn't take it when the Hi-Y didn't vote her in as a member. Don Holloway shot himself too. Was either that or work. Took the easy way out. Now Gaston over there is a sad case. Got his finger stuck in a bottle of Sweet Lucy. Hit Dan Leigh on the head with it. Bottle broke, so'd Dan's head. Gaston got lit up, Marshall mistook him for a stoplight, knocked him down and ruined his car. Marshall just cried himself to death. Here's Benson's bones over here, under the pile of Esquires. He and Sherwood had a fight over who could keep the picture of Esther in a bathing suit. ,Roland won. Sherwood committed sui- cide. After that, Benson set up a business. Charged Fifty cents a glimmer at his gal's picture. Got rich quick from guys like Marvin, Wayne Hutchins and Bill Lindsey, who couldn't resist. All buried to- gether with the picture in between them. Frank Pittman is buried there with his Hillife-going to have St. Peter sign it he said. Settle for Satan's though if he dosn't see St. Pete. See that grave over there with the deadline around it? That's Charlie's. Proconian got too much for him. Took a swim and drowned. Water-wings gave out. Virginia McPherson saw it all. She was underwater, testing fountain pens for Wight's Writing Realm. Heard Joseph got rich off that deal. Hear about Nannie Blackwood? Got her head caught in a typewriter. Just wanted to see how it worked. Now neither one does. When Ercell heard about it, she swallowed a typewriter ribbon, it up- set her so. Both Merritts buried there. Funny thing-both chewing the same piece of gum. Virginia got excit- ed and swallowed it. Died of indigestion. Never heard tell of Jackie again. Hear she forgot to let go of the gum. Valinda and Evelyn got killed at the same time. Threw a rolling-pin at their husbands. Husbands threw them back. Big mess. Only bookworms crawl on Marion's grave. Got caught in a card catalogue at the library-smother ed to death. Friend Kathleen died of a broken heart. Spanish beau got untied. That ghost over there is Woodrow's. Woodrow never was on time, you know. Ghost got there aft- er the grave was filled. Couldn't get in so wanders around up here. Larry, Beryl and Snookie all buried together-one piece. Beryl was chasing Snookie, Larry was chasing Beryl. Snookie ran into a wall, others couldn't stop. Like I said-one piece. That big mound over there-whole pile under it. Much easier to dump them all in the same hole. Carolyn's car hit the Whittield's wagon. Everybody riding in both cars was killed. Sarah, Helen, Bet- ty, Maxine, Esther Ruth and Ellen Hogan were piled in with Carolyng Neal Lasley, George and Numa Womble, Harold Glosson and Branton Tillman were riding with the Whitfields. They say Harold actually spoke. Surprised Stanford so that he drove right into Carolyn. Too hard to separate so they dumped them all in together. Bill Stanford got caught in the cream separater. They had to make two graves for him. Smitty over there didn't even wait to die. More girls chasing him so he just jumped into his grave and lay low. Decided it was safer there so he stayed. Both teachers finally died too. Went insane they tell me. Small wonder. That was some class! Page Nineteen