Charlotte Technical High School - Technique Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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THE PROPHECY OF THE PROPHET As we open our prophecy, we turn to the busy streets of a crowded busi- ness area in New York City. Here we find the noble contractor, engineer, and architect, J. B. Fowler, telling his men how to dig ditches in ten easy lessons and four hard ones. Leaving J. B., we moved on down the crowded thorough- fare, and came to a large firm called, Paint-Em-Up Sign Company” whose slogan is Our Signs are Signs of Bad Business.” Another sign plainly stated in large letters that Whitney Elmore was president, vice-president, secretary, treasurer and janitor. I also saw a sign stating that Julian Berry was a candi- date for Governor of New York. Later I came to a large building which covered an entire block. I learned that it was the world-famous play house called Dub Barr ' s Swinging Jazzeteers,” which featured the famous works of H. O. Taylor, the world ' s greatest. Manager Paul Yandle told me that Roy Lee Lackey had purchased a half interest in the play bouse from Mr. Barr. 1 bought a paper from a newsboy and noticed that Bobby Adams was managing editor. On the sports page I found that Howard Thomas was the sports editor, and had just written a great story about Bill Knight and J. B. Corriher, the local football heroes of Carnegie Tech. I read on the society page that Sarah Plummer was rocking the cradle for some local boy whose name I could not make out. There was a big story about the honeymoon of Harriet Ward and H. O. Taylor. On the financial page I saw that Tommy Austin was president of the New York Stock Exchange. I also saw that the Industrial Steel Corporation had been bought by Edwin Griffin, the great steel magnate. As I had many letters to write I asked a man if he could recommend a letter- writing company to me. He recommended the Write-Em-Up Letter Company” which was owned by Dennis McSwain. Having time to spare and good c redit, I hope, I decided to take a trip to Europe, probably to France. When I bought my ticket for the steamship I asked the ticket seller, Nancy Hawkins, if there was any steamship that she would recommend or if there was any special cruise that she would recommend. She gave a strong recom- mendation for the “Love More Tour” which was sponsored and owned by three well-known lovers of love, Alice Ramsey, Carolyn Davis, and Edna Rosencrance. She told me that it would change one ' s whole attitude on love; that Jean Lindsay had taken the trip, and instead of marrying a hard-working millionaire, she had married a hard-working multi-millionaire. All went well on the voyage and at last when I arrived on the shores of France, whom did I see as customs official but Bill Griffith! I immediately bought a French newspaper and learned that Cecil Cudd was the newly appointed ambassador to France. I decided that I would take in some fun and entertainment in a great French fashion. I noticed in the paper that there was a big night club called the Razz Jazz Follies Club” featuring Marjorie Lee Smith, the noted dancer, Page Fourteen

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CLASS SONG To be sung, to the tune of “South of the Border.” We’ve crossed the border, to go on our way To face the world outside without a guide to show the way. And as we leave you our thoughts ever stray Back to the border we re crossing today. We hate to leave you, but that’s all in life. We’ll gain success, we know, as on we go through toil and strife. Oh, it was so pleasant and we were so gay. But we’ve crossed the border to go on our way. And we sigh as we round out this last year It’s hard to realize that we’re parting And we ' re sad as we go out from Tech High. For our end here is drawing nigh. We’ve crossed the border; we’ll be back no more. There is grief in our hearts as we depart and close the door, We’ll always remember the days we spent here; It was so pleasant each day of the year. Here stands a building steady and firm. From which a person hates to turn When his high school days have passed him by; For he has learned to love “Dear Old Tech High. Years of pleasure, though filled with strife Cherished years in each young life. Now, as we look back and picture things. We know time has flown on hasting wings. We’re happy we’ve reached our long-sought goal. We ' re proud to have our names on Tech High ' s roll. We’ve reach the top, but we aren’t glad; It’s a happy occasion, though we are sad. We’ll miss it all and recall with a sigh The cheerful years we spent at Tech High. We must depart — some to the left, some to the right Wherever we go, for Tech we ' ll fight. Often we’ll repeat an old friend ' s name, And always our love for Tech proclaim. Farewell to Tech Farewell to thee. + + + — William McCoy. Page Thirteen

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and Norina Martin, the ' “heart-breaking blues singer as a special attraction. Manager Boyce Scarboro told me that the owner of this club was Vera Oates, the great American play girl. After I left the club I began to wander down the broad avenues and saw a large group of Communists and other radicals fighting over an election. Someone called the Sherlock Holmes Riot Squad which was operated by Asa Teague and R. O. Baker. As I left the riot squad I met two of my old friends, Catherine Manus and Virginia Freeman, who were taking a special tour of the European countries. I decided that I had seen enough of the European shores so I decided that I would begin my return trip. I boarded the ship again and all went along very smoothly on the return trip until I learned that two of my friends were on the ship. 1 he captain told me that William Fowler and Clyde Burnette were on their way home from Switzerland where they had been stationed as special espionage agents. The rest of the voyage was a deep slumber for me and when I awoke, I found myself on the shores of New York. As I left the ship and began to wander around the crowded streets I noticed that the town had changed since I left. There were many new business places of which I had never heard. One was the Clare O’Donoghue Jitterbug House. I also noticed a business school which advertised Beatrice Austin and Evelyn Parks as the heads of the faculty. Their slogan was We Teach Horse Sense. I also noticed a big sign on the front of a garage. Gerald Gibson and Bill Byars were hanging around waiting for some business. Bill told me that R. O. Baker and William McCoy were responsible for the present slack in business because of the stiff competition that they were giving them on the north side. I decided to buy another paper and see if anything had happened. The paper stated that Dorothy Williams had just been appointed secretary to Governor Julian Berry with Mary Frances Worrell as her assistant. I also noticed that Christine Mitchum, Helen Gantt, Willie Suddreth. and Helena Borders had been awarded a trip to the Hawaiian Islands for the four best stories submitted in the national Love Finds A Way contest. I decided that I would go into the biggest department store in the city, which is Macy’s. 1 saw Ruth Blackmon, who was chief floor walker, and Beatrice Shelby, who was her assistant. Hazel Moore and Laddie Peeler were in charge of the sales and Helena Troutman and Kathleen Hasty were in charge of the office. I also found that Tech graduates practically owned the store because Harry Smith and Clyde Hatley were the two biggest stock- holders and that Sybil Wray, Louise Whiteside, and Doris McManus were heads of the board of directors which was only composed of three, thus giving them complete control of the largest store in the country. As a whole it seems that Tech graduates of 1940 have been very success- ful and have set the pace for the graduates of the future. — Paul Yandle. Page Fifteen