China Grove High School - Parrot Yearbook (China Grove, NC)

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CLASS PROPHECY NE bright spring morning as I was walking to college, Jim Price rolled up in his bright, green, shiny Plymouth and said, “Let’s ride up the road and smoke before class time.” “Suits me,” I said. We drove up the road a little way. As Jim struck a match to light his cigarette, he touched his nose by mistake. We both became excited and the car hit the ditch. I became unconscious; immediately I began to see the old class of ’33, busy with efforts to succeed in their respective vocations. I went to visit the Westminster Choir School, and to my surprise I heard two familiar voices. As I walked in the direction of these two beautiful voices, I saw Bruce Sloop and Leonard Gillon. 1 spoke; they both came over and said, “Well, I’ll be a long-tailed woodrat. Shake the old paw.” Leonard told me that he had won first prize in the national contest, defeating Lawrence Tibbett. Bruce said that he was there for a special concert, that his profession was broadcasting over the NBC network. After bidding the boys goodbye, I left the school and strolled down to the navy station. I saw Lincoln Adams in full dress, starting out on shore leave. I chatted with him a while and he told me that he would soon be made an officer; I congratu¬ lated him. As we walked down the street, we came to a beauty shop. Adams said, “Let’s go in and get a manicure.” We went in and to my surprise there were Pauline McN eelv, Voncile Bostian, and Doris Ketchie as owners. After leaving, Adams and I strolled around a while; soon he said he had to report for duty. I bade him goodbye and took leave. I stopped at a cafe to get lunch and saw a sign, “Ball Game Today at Wrigley Field. Admission $2.50.” I decided to go to the game for a little rest. At one o’clock I went to the ball park; at two o’clock the game started. I thought I noticed a familiar figure on third base. I borrowed a man’s field glasses and looked at the figure. It was none other than Kermon Watson, playing professional baseball. Well, I almost fainted. I did not get to talk to Watson, but I left best wishes for him and for Garland Washam who had just knocked a home run. I decided to go over to Wall Street and look around. I saw Kathryn Sloop, Gladys Eller, Mildred Evans, Virgie Stirewalt, Elizabeth Baker, and Mildred Parks on the adjoining street. They looked sad and heartbroken. I walked up, trying to cheer them, and asked them their troubles. They said, “Our husbands have lost all their life savings in the stock market crash.” “Why, Ross has lost everything,” said Kathryn. “As you know I am now Mrs. J. P. Davis, Jr., and Oh! he has lost everything,” said Gladys. The other girls were so disturbed that they could do nothing but jabber. After leaving the heart-broken ladies, I walked down the street and saw a couple pushing a baby carriage. As they drew nearer, I saw that it was Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Templeton, the latter better known to us as Mary Edith Lefler. I left them and went to a circus. I saw a sign, “Deal Bros. Hot Lunch.” As I went over, I saw Marvin and Floyd Deal frying hamburgers. I ate some and started on, after a chat with the boys. ' Twenty

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Lucille Morgan bequeaths the art of looking a hole through a wall to Alleine Bostian. Homer Morgan wills his Agriculture books to Douglas Houck hoping he can gain something besides meanness from them. Grace Mull leaves a quiet disposition to Sadie Deal. Ralph Nesbit bequeaths his old Dodge to Eckard Dickerson because be can’t use two cars after school. Horace Owens can’t run his bus next year and is asking Ross Owensby to make his circuit for him. Mildred Parks wills an English book to—well that wouldn’t be fair to Mildred. Jane Pirie leaves her beautiful hair to Macey Hopkins with the hope that Macev will be as good a chemist with (H202) as she has been. James Price wills the road from school to town to “Red” Overcash so he can haul his twelve regular passengers to keep from disappointing anyone. Arnie Propst bequeaths her love for John Beaver to Alice Brown Ritchie. Paul Ritchie leaves his ability to sell gum, that was given him for coupons, to Bruce Correll. Lee Sechler wills a note written to Mildred Parks to anyone that will hold it as sacred as he does. Otho Sliue wills his art for making things and raising crops to Paul Corriher. Cannie Belle Sloop wills her slowness of speech to Bertie Smith. Kathryn Sloop leaves her ability to play the piano to Lillian Cruse. Virgie Stirewalt has a way of keeping quiet which she leaves to Mabel Coggins. Ralph Templeton bequeaths his heart breaking propensity to Walter Groce. Edward Turrentine has some mischievous tricks which he expects Zeb k isher to carry on. Garland Washam leaves it up to Paul Smith to carry on as Captain of ’33’s foot¬ ball team as well as lie did. Kermon Watson leaves to the coming Bookkeeping students a lot of material which might come in bandy. -—Bruce Sloop. Nineteen

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I went down to the big show and saw a sign, “Come In And See Beauty Revue of 19.3.3. Well, I went in. The curtain came up and out walked Jane Pirie, Rogers Cooper, Bessie Pearle Canup, and Frances Cress. 1 was surprised to see them. The show was good and I congratulated them afterwards. I came out and saw James Baker as chief of police patrolling the grounds. Under him were other officers, John Beaver, Marvin Barnhardt, Harry Corriher, and Otlio Shue. You may he sure that there were no unlawful transactions going on while they were there. I grew tired of the circus; so I started up town. In the heart of town I saw a Rolls Royce roadster in a display window. It was the first one I had ever seen: I went in to look it over. Who should walk up to me but James Correll, manager of the sales department. James said, “Meet the firm’s president, Ralph Nesbit.” I accompanied them to the offices of the company where I saw Natalie Eller and Grace Mull as stenographers. An assistant, Joseph Harrison, had two stenographers, Arnie Propst and Ruth Evers. I went over to a candy house where three prosperous young girls, Cannie Belle Sloop, Georgie Lackey, and Lucille Morgan were clerks. While I was standing there munching samples, in walked Edward Turrentine and Paul Ritchie. I talked to them a little while and received some valuable information. This firm’s busi¬ ness was so large that they had to have two truck drivers to deliver the candy to their customers. Edward said, “Come out and look at our trucks; the boss just bought us two new ones.” I went out and saw two little Austin trucks. After all, their business was not so large. I asked Paul and Edward if they were making good. They said, “Well, we’re making a living.” “That’s fine; yes, that’s just fine, boys,” I said. I left them and saw an Austin sales department. I went in to look over the midget cars and I ran right into Lee Sechler. He was the “big shot” who owned controlling stock in this firm; consequently no one could fire him and he was auto¬ matically made president. 1 asked him where his stenographers were; he said that he didn’t need any. As I talked to him about the weather a while, a man came in to buy an Austin. I left so that I would not be a nuisance to Lee and he could make a perfect sale. I went on down the street and saw a whole crowd of people around a truck which had vegetables and all kinds of fresh country produce. I looked on the truck and saw Homer Morgan, a prosperous truck farmer. I did not get a chance to talk to him because he was busy. All in a jiffy, I found myself in Hollywood. Imagine me in Hollywood! I strolled down to a movie studio and heard a jabbering stuttering man. I peeked in and there was Harold Coggins in a new role, “S-s-s-stuttering M illie. I didn’t talk to him because they do not have visitors while making pictures. I went down to the bus station, bought a ticket to China Grove. As I got on the bus, I saw Myron Cauble as driver. I woke up. There were four doctors and nine nurses over me. I looked over and there was Jim, unconscious, in another bed. I just went back to sleep. —Horace Owens. Txcenty-one