Cheatham County High School - Echo Yearbook (Ashland City, TN)

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THROUGH THE SPYGLASS Name Nickname Pet Saying Weakness Melonee Adkisson Nicky” Brother! Man!! Convertibles Dorothy Balthrop “Dot” Good grief! Football heroes Roberta Sue Batts “Susie” I'll swanny! Talking when I shouldn't Audrey Bess Oogie” I didn’t do it! My tongue Jackie Bixkley Lucy Lou Holy cow! Giggling Bettixa Bracey Tena” Ho boy! School Laverne Bracey “Due” Oh, Yea! Loud mouth Helen Yvonne Bradley Bonny” Goodness! Too slow Betty Sue Brinkley “Susie” Gol-le! Giggling Faye Chambliss “Blondic” Cheek that! Talking too much Barbara Crocker Babs” Good lands! Shorthand Jo Betsy Dozier “Bet” I’m starved! Donald Bonnie Ford “Flop” You don’t know, do you? Senior boys Sherry Gupton Gup” You had better believe it! Richard Mary Margaret Harper Monnie” Whecccccccecc! Talking too much Helen June Harris Junebug” I did not! Giggling Barbara Jane Head Janie” Aw, shoot! Making reports Barbara Johnson “Babs” You old fuddy duddy! Football players Tenney Morris “Tiny” You don’t say! American History Martha Neville Cordy” No kiddin'! English Carolyn Roberts “Lulu Gal-lc! Mickey- Sue Rose “Susie Belle” Oh, gosh! Talking before people Bonnie Sanders Banny” Good 'gracious 1 Not talking enough Mary Ethel Sanders Squirt” My cow! Boys Nancy Tucker “Nant'ny” Boy! Laughing too much Martha Jean Williams “Marty I figured that! Tongue Mary Fred Williams “Sissy” Shucks! Talking too much Terry Allen Terrence” Next! Failure to get dates Jimmy Barnett “Dud” Scoot over here, Baby! Curved figures Glendon Batey “Guinea” Shoot, fire! English Borby Batts “Batts Gosh! Bookkeeping Charles L. Bidwell Luster” I didn’t do it! Beautiful women Thomas Binkley Tommy” Goodness! Making good English grades English teachers Terry Boyd “Joe” By George! Randall Chandler “Bumstead” What? Incorrect English Larry Christy The Kid” An, man! Reading Arnold Dozier Sack” Doggone itl English Connie Dozier Pop” I don't know! History James Paul Evans Jam-up What do you know? Food Jimmy Evans “George” What did you say? Blondes and brunettes Willard Gupton “Mutt I ain’t! Clarksville girls Charlie Ray Harris ••I »fty” Do tell! Pretty Senior girls Forrest Harris “Idle” How about that! Conchin Jacky Harris Spivey” I'll be dog! Being so big Terry Harris “Shorty” I be doggone! Sophomore girls Robert Hewitt “Bob Good Heavens! Jazz Leonard Hinkle “Hinkle Flooty-do! Girls under 80 Jimmy Jarrell “Jim” By George! Girls Dalton Jordan “Shorty” Pity, you say! Books Wayne Justice Pop” Precisely! A certain girl Paul Langston Flattop Atta boy! Coaches M. F. McDaniel “Slick” I do say! History Gordon Nicholson “D “Ain’t!” Money Bobby Odom “Legs” Sure, why not! Blondes Marvin Perry Fat” Perry Do others before they do you! Mind Raymond Russell Russell” I don't know! Girls Ben Shearron Shorty” Cat hair! Blondes and brunettes Bobby Shores Joe” Does anybody know? Brunettes Mickey Smith “Pretty Boy Floyd” “Bubber” Good night! Carolyn Marvel Lee Suell Very f tinny I Brain Glenn Vann Pee Wee” By George! Eyes Murriel Walker “Fuzz” Ding-Dong! East Robertson girls Elbert Weatherford “Red” I’U be jump up and set Brains Waydell Williams Wus” Don’t fool me! English David Woodall “Woody” Very funny! Brains Ambition To marry a man with plenty of dough To marry a football hero and have twins Be a good Christian homemaker To be an airline hostess Go to Mexico To live to be 99 To get a job To live a true Christian life To be something I ain't To get a job To be more friendly To own a home of my own Live, learn and do well To have six kids To serve humanity To get a job To be a good homemaker To be a striking young Phys. Ed. teacher To be a Phys. Ed teacher To get out of school and get a job To be a private secretary To get a job To be a secretary To be a girls’ basketball coach To be like Mrs. Nancy Jackson Be a homemaker To finish school To be a bachelor till I’m married Own a Cadillac To live and die To travel To succeed To be a Five Star general To be a horse doctor doctor To travel To travel Truck driver Auto racer Farmer Go out and discover a new world Own a Lincoln To sec the world To be a husband To get a diploma To be mayor of Sweet Home Be the new librarian Professional baseball player To be a second crazylcgs To be a farmer To be a boxer To be an All-American Mechanic To succeed To play football for Los Angeles Rams Finish high school To be a farmer To be another Babe Ruth Race driver To be a good husband To be a cowboy To be a doctor To graduate To fly a Jet backwards To graduate Professional baseball player

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BEYOND THE HORIZON My dear diary, I really have neglected you lately so I am going to tell you everything that has happened for the past two days. I was about to relax after instructing my maids concerning their chores in my home in New Orleans when, suddenly, the knocker sounded. Who do you suppose it was? Preceded by my butler, Leonard Hinkle, in walked that glamorous, world-famous movie star—Dorothy Jean Balthrop —better known today as “Pam” Balthrop. I almost fell out of my chair for I hadn’t seen Dot in almost twelve years. That mink cape she was wearing couldn't spell anything but success! After a complimentary ex- amination of my two children, tongues began to clack. Dot was almost as excited as I over our school reunion, which was to be held the next night in the famous Hewitt Jazz Room in the New Orleans Hotel. Robert Hewitt has done so well with his Jazz Band that today nearly all of the social leaders of America engage him for their big formats. In response to Dot’s query about those who had already arrived in town, I began telling her of all who had already been to see us. Even the President has been in, and the office hasn’t changed Ben Shearron one bit. He came in like a breeze last night and let me tell you, he is more mischievous than ever.” Ben said that Laverne Bracey, Laverne Raymer, it is now, is his pri- vate secretary, while Faye Chambliss, who married the English ambassa- dor. is in turn Lavcrnc’s private secretary. He also knew that Sue Sanders’ husband, Terry Harris, stays in Honolulu most of the time since he owns the famous “Binga—Banga—Bunga” vacation resort there. At this point in our conversation the knocker sounded again, and Leon- ard led in two of the best-dressed girls I have ever seen. Dot jumped up and cried “Bonnie” and I did the same. To my astonishment they were two of the “Bonnies” of our class. Bonnie Ford, now with a wonderful husband and a large Texas ranch, and Bonny Bradley, better known as “Young Mrs. Cannon.” Both girls hold jobs with the Texas State De- partment of Public Welfare. From all reports given me by Raymond Russell, who, by the way, is the Lone Star State's Senator, both girls arc doing well. We were talking so fast that we hardly noticed Leonard’s entrance into our drawing room with a tall, very masculine-looking man, who was talking so fast to Leonard that I began to wonder if he were Chinese. With him was a rather short, dark, and handsome man. A bell rang in my mind and before I knew it, I was hugging Paul Langston, the world- famous athlete, and his manager, Murricl Walker. Paul was leaving the next week for Switzerland to represent the United States in Olympic Sports, and Murriel seemed rather worried for fear he would never get Paul home again because of the beautiful women wrestlers who would be there. Dot decided to return to her hotel since she had a dinner engagement with Bobby Odom, who was playing professional baseball with the Yankees, and with Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Jennings Smith, the former Caro- lyn Roberts and Mickey.” Dot reported that the Smiths had a large dairy and three sets of twins. Doing well, aren't they, dear diary? Just as Dot was leaving, she met Elbert Weatherford. Elbert is the most prosperous petroleum dealer in the South. With him were Mr. and Mrs. Marvel Lee Sucll—the boy we used to know as “Bubber.” I understand he is serving his second term as Cheatham County Judge. The next night in the famous, gaily decorated Hewitt Jazz Room, my husband started to check his hat and my cape and who do you suppose the hat check girl was? A cute, lively gal by the name of Barbara Johnson. She was working here regularly and coining the tips fast and furiously. Suddenly the curtain went up, and there were the noted comedians, Terry Boyd and Audrey Bess. Terry and Audrey teamed up about six years ago, and now they arc more popular than Jack Benny and Mary Livingston ever dared to be. Terry Allen is their sponsor. It seems Terry inherited a good deal of money from a great, great uncle that he didn’t even know he had when he was in high school. Now he sponsors two-thirds of the T.V. programs. Just as the program was about to come to an end, a couple sat down at our table—Mr. Charlie Ray Harris, the owner of Harris Space Lines, and his pretty wife, the former Miss Martha Jean Williams. Martha and I settled down to talk and I found out that she was no longer living on Earth, but on the planet Mars. She informed me that living condi- tions were much cheaper there. I asked Martha what Charles Bidwcll and Barbara Jane Head were doing now. Charles was living in California where he owned two of the largest ranches in the world. He supervises them from his private plane. Barbara Head and Betty Sue Brinkley arc teaching school at Ashland City. Betty Sue is head of the English Department and Barbara is the director of physical education. Neither girl is wed as yet. I inquired about the attractive photographer who was taking so many pictures and to my amazement I found out that she was Martha Neville, one of the best photographers in Dixie. In fact, she has so much business that she had to hire Bonnie Sanders as her private secretary. A most unusual sight then appeared in front of my eyes. It was a strikingly beautiful girl with “blue hair.” After summoning enough courage, I extended a welcome and to my surprise it was Mcloncc Adkisson! At the present time Melonce is engaged as editor of the Netv York Tribune. Mclonec was able to inform me that Nancy Tucker was a missionary and now behind the Iron Curtain. Jimmy Evans, her fourth husband, was in Africa employed as an agricultural expert. I was in turn able to tell Mcloncc about Glcndon Batey and his dainty wife, the former Roberta Sue Batts. Glendon is president of Falls Business College, and Roberta is very busy making him a good wife. Glendon has a great deal of friendly rivalry because Bettina Bracey is president of Nashville Business College and she has really done a great deal for the college. Up to our ever-increasing group walked James Dudley Barnett (Jimmy- Dud) looking very prosperous and as happy as ever. He was passing out diamonds from his mine in Brazil. I learned that old Ashland City is growing steadily. Bobby Batts and Gordon Nicholson have built a huge department store like Macy's and they have even installed roller coasters instead of escalators. Later, while dancing, Jimmy Jarrell cut in. He told me he was going to play with the Cleveland Browns this fall. He still plays center. I happened to notice in the rear of the room two gentlemen with very polished manners. I discovered they were the Dozier cousins, Arnold and Connie, who now own and operate the Ashland City Boot Factory. After the dance was over, I bumped into a charming man and his wife, the former Sherry Gupton and her husband, Richard Harris. They were just back from Canada with their six children. Richard had been stationed there for the past three years. You see, he has made a career of the Marines. And, by the way, Thomas Binkley and Forrest R. Harris are also in business (real estate) in Washington. D. C. In fact they control most of the property there. I spotted June and Jacky Harris and was on my way over to sec them when I tangled with a good-looking red-headed man, David (Woody) Woodall. Woody is a traveling salesman and has already circled the globe twelve times. I excused myself from Woody and continued to wind my way over to June and Jacky. Jacky had his wife, Patricia, with him, but I under- stood June to say her husband was so busy operating his new business in Coopertown that he wasn’t able to come. Pat and Jacky operate a swanky restaurant in the Sweet Home Community. By way of the grapevine I learned that James Paul Evans is now an Ag. teacher in our old Alma Mater. My husband struck up a conversation with Glenn Vann, and I learned, just by listening, that Wayne Justice has a full-time job teaching in the Engineering Department at Austin Peay. Glenn is a very prosperous and popular veterinarian in Cheatham County while M. F. McDaniel is his efficient assistant. Glenn informed me that Dalton is pastor of a church in Maine. He also told me that Jackie Binkley was the society editor and Mary Fred Williams the sports reporter for the Nashville Tennessean. Sue Rose is employed by the paper, too. According to Glenn, Susie is still as sassy as ever. Glancing toward a side window, I noticed two smoggy-looking charac- ters in overalls. Smog plus overalls adorned Jimmy Jinnette and Bobby Shores, night watchmen! After a cloud of smoke cleared away from the cigar-puffer next to me, I was able to distinguish that well-known Hollywood producer, Larry Christy, who by the way, produced Dot’s latest film. With him, under a very unique hat, was one of the loveliest women. She turned out to be Barbara Crocker, who has taken Hedda Hopper’s place in Hollywood. I was later informed that Willard Gupton and Waydell Williams have taken over the Harris and Haynes Garage in Ashland City and arc mak- ing quite a success of the business. However, Marvin Perry and Charles Boyd give them a good bit of competition on the other side of town. They own and operate the Ford Motor Company. Later in the evening someone gently took me by the arm. Who was it? No one but dear old Mary Ethel Sanders. Yes, she is still a “Miss,” playing ball with the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company Team. Mary- had just arrived home from a tour of South America. From her I learned that Jo Betsy Dozier now had so many little Doziers that she had to hire a registered nurse to care them. (The nurse is Tenney Morris.) After refreshing my makeup, I went to find my husband and found him deep in conversation with Randall (Jeff) Chandler. His wife told me that Jeff was Governor of Tennessee and was running for re-election. There, dear diary. I’ve told you all. It was nice to meet all my former classmates, but it is even nicer to relive my meetings with you. And as the years go by, that reliving will take on a precious flavor all its own. So, for now, it’s adieu-----------. Lest you forget, Mary Margaret Harper