Christiansburg High School - Demon Yearbook (Christiansburg, VA)

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The Demon enior Class Prophec On a bright, sunny morning I was slowly trudging my way to Christiansburg High School, thinking sorrowfully of the fact that soon my classmates and I would come to the parting of the ways. I was wondering just how the atomic age would effect our futures. When a loud roaring disturbed my thoughts, I glanced up and saw a B-29 glistening in the sun. It circled overhead and I was astonished to see a small missile hurling toward the earth. There was a loud explosion and . . . I recovered to find myself in the amazing world of tomorrow. It was hard to grasp the meaning of this unusual occurrence. As soon as I had cleared my dazed mind, I realized the atomic age was disclosing the future of the Senior Class of '46. An atom bomb had blown me into the world of 1956 . . . I was filled with wonderment at the sights which I beheld and I could hardly believe my eyes when I found myself in front of C. H. S. Ten years had brought about a great many changes. A small cottage to one side of the main building immediately drew my attention. I hurried over and peeped through a window. Eula Snider was conducting her Home Economics Class in the small, neat building. While I watched, a couple of boys slipped off the football held. I heard them ask, Do you have anything to eat? We're starved. Seeing Eula only increased my desire to learn what my other classmates were doing. I hurried over to the main build- ing. Things began to seem more familiar to me and happy memories of '46 Hooded my mind. I found Anne Daingerfield in the gymnasium with her Physical Education Class. I entered the gym and stood silently by. Soon Anne saw me and came over to talk. She told me that her basketball girls had had an undefeated season. ifVhen I asked her about Billy, she nodded to the bleachers, He's doing his home-work, she replied. I was filled with joy to know that she was so happily situated. As I stood talking to her, the class bell rang and the students hurried out. I tarried for a short time, then swiftly, but thoroughly looked over the rest of the school. I found Kathleen Williams teaching Bible to a group of freshmen. I passed what was once Mrs. Zirkle's English room, glancing in I discovered that NIae Watson was having some difhculty with her own group of English students. I walked on down the hall and glanced in another room. I was not too surprised to find Frances Kinzer directing the Glee Club for the school and I stood quietly listening to the girls sing. After a short while I left the school and walked down town. The first thing I spied as I walked along Main Street was a large sign reading, SIMMONS SHOE SHOP, Manager David Via. I stopped for a moment and then smiled in spite of myself. It seemed that things had worked out rather nicely for my classmates. I walked on down IVIain Street and as I passed the courthouse, memories of 194.6 made me linger for a moment and then enter the building. I could remember the Ruth Rosenstein trial and I wanted to see the court room so that the memo- ries would be more vivid and so I could quietly think over that interesting day ten years ago. I slipped softly into the court room and the first thing that I saw was Billy Hylton who was serving as juror. I listened for a moment or two, and then though the trial seemed very interesting, I had to hurry away because the time was passing steadily by. Upon returning to the street, I saw a news stand on the corner. I hurried over and bought the latest edition of the Christiansburg Newt, edited by Irvin Brumfield. I started to walk away when a book with a gay colored jacket caught my eye. I looked more closely at the book and found that it was Betty lVIartin's latest best seller,', Slave Drivers, which she had dedicated to her high school teachers, Mrs. Rangeley, Mrs. Zirkle, Mrs. McKee and Mr. Morgan. I felt that I simply must read this book and so I purchased a copy. As I started down the street reading the paper, an article on the front page caught my eye. FAMOUS PIANIST DUE IN NEW YORK Miss jean Wickham will arrive in New York today after spending some time with a concert tour in Europe. Miss Wickham is planning to spend a few months at her home in Cambria, Virginia. The article gave numerous details concerning Jean's tour, but I was so eager to see what else was in the paper that I only skimmed over it. Also, on the front page, I found an article telling about Temple Goodman's graduation from the University of Penn- sylvania. He had been appointed as doctor for the Sam lXfIoo1' Chair Company. On the next page of the paper a picture of Kenneth Dobson in Navy uniform drew my attention. The article beneath told me that Kenneth had reenlisted in the Navy and had been promoted to seaman second class. In the social section I learned that Juliette Reed, woman about town, was giving a dinner party in honor of Kathleen Morris, who had been doing quite a lot of traveling throughout Floyd County. Dorothy Rogers, private secretary and companion to Juliette, states that Miss Recd will be leaving for Europe in a few days. Mildred Sowers will accompany her on the trip. I was pleased to find Helen Hixon editing the sports page of the paper. I quickly glanced over the remainder of the paper and then folded it under my arm for future reference. I continued down the street and found Woolwine's Modern Pool Hall. Walter, who was standing out in front looking rather despondent, told me that business hadn't been so good since he had started teaching girls to shoot pool. He had about decided that girls must be able to shoot pool, business or no business. I16I

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Nineteen Forty-Six Senior Class Will I, David Via, do will to David Combs my ability to play basketball, keeping one eye on the ball and the other eye on the girls. I, Mae VVatson, do hereby will to Peggy Cox my ability to listen attentively in Govern- ment Class hoping that she will get more out of it than I did. I, Helen I-Iixon, hereby -will and bequeath to Betty Lou Bailey my ability to chew chewing gum in Mrs. Rangeley's class and never get caught. I, Margaret Morris, hereby will and bequeath to Edwin Sutphin my old gym socks, which if washed and the holes patched, may be useful. I, Robert Miles, do will to Elizabeth Scarborough my old English book, which was willed to me by a member of the ,45 Class, which was willed to him by a member of the 544 Class and here's hoping that you will get more out of it than I ever did. I, Eula Snider, hereby will and bequeath to IVIary Peregoy my place in the fourth- period gym class in hopes that she will have as much fun as I did. I, Mildred Sowers, hereby will and bequeath to Dorothy Church my seat in Home Ec. in hopes that she may have as much fun with hlrs. Hill as I have had. I, Harold Irvin, being of sound mind and body, unjustly punished daily by Mrs. Rangeley, do hereby will to Lucille VVhite my ability to argue all History period and never get results. I, Leo Stanger, do will to Nell Daingerfield my Government book with hopes that she will accomplish more than I did. I, Robert Grubb, do will to Louise Simpkins my ability to be cussed', out every day at football practice by Mac Barnitz. I, Hazel Kanode, do will to Betty Hungate my place in lNIrs. Zirkle's English Class in hopes that she will learn more about grammar than I did. I, Betty Martin, being of a weak mind and disabled body do hereby will and bequeath to Rose Spangler my ability to laugh the longest and the hardest at the corniest jokes. I, Thelmateen Worrell, do hereby will and bequeath to Beatrice W'oods my specs, and also my nickname, Ii'oureyes. I, Anne Daingerfield, do will to Madeline Lawrence my ability to insult everyone and then have them speak to me when I walk through the halls. I, Marie Epperly, do hereby will and bequeath to Margaret Wirt my little, red short- hand book in hopes she can use it. CI won't need it any more.j I, Tommy Stump, do hereby will to James Fatty Gearheart my manly physique and a book on Atlas Reducing Plan. i I, I-Iarold Irvin Cwe will just leave it at thatb, do hereby will to Edward Slusher my dear old tennis shoes which were worn out four years ago with hopes he can get money to buy more. I, Leo Stanger, do will to Robert Altizer the honor and privilege to drive the Vicker bus. I, Dorothy Rogers, do hereby will and bequeath to I-Iildred Sowers my seat in Govern- ment Class so that she may put it to better use than I did. I,Thelmateen Worrell, being of a very musical mind, do hereby will and bequeath to Sidney Bailey my ability to play on the piano, one piece, Chop Boogie Concerto, which is one line of Chop Sticks, one line of Cow Cow Boogie, and one line of Tschaikovskyis Piano Concertof, I, Marie Epperly, do hereby will and bequeath to Eddie Dickerson my seat in Gov- ernment Class in hopes he will accomplish more than I have. I, Irvin Brumheld, do hereby will and bequeath to Charley Hawley my seat in Mrs. Zirkle's English Class in hopes that he will make better use of it than I did. I15l

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Nineteen Forty-Six enior Class Prophet: A little further down the street a large sign lured me into Frank's Meat Market. I knew immediately that the establishment must be owned by l rank Conrad. A large sign on the counter guaranteed all customers that his meat was not over a month old and his chickens had been dressed within the last two weeks. I could not spend too much time in the market, so I bought a roast that he had only had for two weeks. Ut was the freshest meat he hadj I went across the street and stopped in front of the Palace Theater. Upon glancing over the billboard I was delighted to see that Agnes Wade, a new star on stage and screen, was starring in Let Go of That Blonde. A poster in the theater announced a coming stage attraction. SI5IlfI SURBIWIR AND MANOR BURLESQUE' For l'lf'nly Qf Gafr, Gag: and Fun .I ! I DoN'T NIISS 'I'I-IIS SHOW OF ALL SHOWS COME ONE April 12, 19- COME ALL As I was reading this advertisement I was tempted to try and see the show, but a spell of semiconsciousness overtook nie and the next thing I knew, I was in an entirely different enviromnent. I was standing in front of a large brick home and a small neat sign announced: ROOM AND BOARD Louise Basxmiu Lucas g I read it and started to walk away, when something in my mind clicked and I realized what I had read-Louin' Barham Luca:-I was in Blacksburg and apparently in front of Louise's home. A lady on the lawn next door couldn't understand why I was staring so and came over to ask if she could be of any help. From her, I learned that Louise ran a boarding house for teachers only. Of her forty boarders, Louise was fondest of Robert Miles, Agriculture teacher at V. P. I., and Mildred Hylton, who was teaching the first grade at Blacksburg Primary School. I tried in vain to locate Robert and Mildred. After a disheartening search, I decided to return to Christiansburg on the bus. When I asked for a ticket at the corner drug store, I was informed that the Irwin-Stanger jeep lines had taken over that route. I was delighted at this news and immediately bought a ticket for a jeep ride. When the jeep stopped for me, Leo Stanger was driving it himself. On the way back to Christiansburg, we talked over old times. He informed me that Anncll Bell had graduated from YVilliam and Mary College at the head of her class. Be- cause of her high scholastic standing shc secured a job as assistant house cleaner at the college. He also told me that Margaret Brundage was now traveling in Alaska. He believed that she was searching for gold. As we rode along, I noticed a hitch-hiker on the side of the road. Better pick him upf' I suggested, the poor fellow looks tiredf' Leo slowed down and came to a stop. A familiar voice greeted us, Hi there, imagine seeing you heref' and Tommy Stump climbed into the jeep. He told us that he had hitch-hiked all the way from Texas. What were you doing in Texas? I asked. My curiosity had gotten the better of me. He responded with a hearty laugh, then told me that he had set up an office for advice to professional hoboes. His main client was Robert Grubb. A small cottage drew my attention and Leo informed me that Sally Foster Linkous lived there. I asked him to stop for a minute and I got out and asked one of the six children who were playing in the yard, Where his mother Was. After hitting me on the head with a rock, one of the little boys told me that Sally had taken some eggs to the store. Gently rubbing the knot on my head, I got back into the jeep and we continued our trip. Tommy told me that Hazel Hancock and Maxine Hammond were his advertising managers. Their experience in ad- vertising for the '46 annual had helped them secure the job. As we passed a small home on the outskirts of Christiansburg, Leo told me that was where Thelmateen Worrell lived. She was now a Famous dress designer for Iris Spradling's very exclusive dress shop. Her latest creation was really something. At lirst the people had not liked the long skirts and high necks, but when she hired Margaret Morris for her model, the dresses sold like hot cakes. Leo stopped in the edge of town and I got out. After thanking him for the wonderful ride, he and Tommy drove away. l stood quietly in the gathering dusk, thinking of the experiences which I had during the day, things began to grow hazy and at peculiar feeling came over me. l realized that the effect of the atomic bomb must be wearing off. . . YVhen I finally cleared my mind, I found that I was on my way to school . . . another day at C. H. S., but I had had a glimpse into the future of each of my senior classmates. I 17 J