Cleveland Junior High School - Echo Yearbook (Spartanburg, SC)

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CLASS PROPHECY For I flipped into the future, Far as human eye could see On a cold December day I sat gazing into the fire. Drowsily I nodded and soon I was asleep. While I slept I had a dream. I saw my classmates in 1965. It all started- --As I boarded the plane on my way home I was greeted by a friendly stewardess in a lovely blue uniform. At second glance I recognized her to be Shirley Reed. She also recognized me and told me that the pilot of our plane was Delane Johnson. The co-pilot was none other than Jimmie Rogers. I settled down in my seat and glanced cautiously across the aisle. Lo and behold, there sat William QBillyj Splawn, the famous actor. With him was his sixth wife, jane Simmons. I was so surprised that I almost fell out of my seat. He told me that one of his wives had been Jean Grant. He also told me that she was on her way to Reno to get a divorce from her fifth husband, Harold Lancaster. fHe was then governor df Virginia.j Her other husbands had been Ronald Burns, Ted Holt, and Troy Smith. By the time I had received that information the plane was ready to take off. But we were stopped by two very tall men with brief cases under their arms. They 'were Congressmen on their way home. Just who do you think they were? Jerry Knight and Johnny Hayes! After we finally got in the air I got my paper and started to read the headlines. President Jerry Cook IIHPC8CIlCd,iil!Df. R. M. fRobertj Watson Performs Brilliant Operation on the Throat of Lovely Singing Star, Pat Crenshaw? Next I saw that South Carolina had made Mary liloyd Poet Laureate of her native state. Professor Dennis LaCrosse was announcing a new formula, so complicated that no one, not even Dennis himself, could understand it! A new Broadway musical had just opened, Dawn Before Dusk. It was written by Andrew QBuddyj Bates. In his orchestra were several students from our old school -Bobby Turner, David Satterfield, Donnie Ayers, and Harry Mullis. Doris Cannon was starring in the show. Three Beauty sisters had just arrived in New York. They came from Paris Where they had been studying the latest styles. They were Shirley Powell, Kay Jordan, and Barbara Becknell. And then I saw that Patsy Tallant had become a model. With her was Gene Deal who was chosen the most outstanding man of the year. The first stop was Philadelphia. There we were allowed to get off the plane for five minutes. just to one side of the runway was a snack bar. It was owned and managed by Charles Smith. As I started back to fhe plane, I heard someone call my name. I turned and found a man in a gray tweed suit. He was at least six feet tall-Elbert Holt!-known now as the best farmer in America and as president of the National 4-I-I Club of America. I made my way back to the plane. There the stew-ardess told me that we would not stop again until we reached Spartanburg, so I decided to take a nap. I was soon awak- ened by a tap on the shoulder. We had reached the old home town. Everyone was rushing about trying to get off the plane. I saw two photographers running across thc. field, Mary Plemmons and Robert Ellis. I wondered why they Were in such a rush. Then I saw someone I hadn't recognized before. It was Sara Duncan,,, one of the most famous writers of our time. With her was her husband, Bobby Martin, the famous full-back for Notre Dame. I walked away, not knowing what to expect next. As I came into the waiting room- I saw a door with a sign on it Manager, I was almost afraid to see who the manager' was. Finally I looked up. There in big black letters was the name Dickie McCraw.', His assistant was johnny Squires. Well, well, what next . . .

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E CLASS HISTORY 1941 . . . The year of Pearl Harbor. Tragic char, and vastly significant. And yet, at the time, not nearly so significant to us who were then six, as the great event of beginning school. Six years old! School begins for kids when they are six. And so it did for us, nine years ago. Things happened that year. American vessels sank all over the Pacific, the Bataan Death March, the Fall of the Philippines, and that now famous remark, I shall re- turn. And more personally for a great many of us beginners, our fathers and uncles began marching away on long journeys that were not to end until we were in the fourth and fifth grades. We, the ninth grade, attended different grammar schools in that first year. Some went to Fremont. Others went to West End, Oakland, Cannons, Lenoir, Drayton, and West View. About the first of September, 1947, a group of bewildered seventh graders entered the halls of Cleveland for .the first time. NVC got our schedules mixed up, we walked down the wrong side of the halls, and we couldn't find the right rooms. By the end of the first day we were going in circles. We thought we would never get used to junior high school. But it really didn't take us too long. We learned to love it as so many before us had. . Not all of the present ninth graders were here that first year. The groups from Lenoir, Drayton, Cannons, and a few others didn't come until thc eighth grade. We were a little late starting to school the next year on account of the polio epi- demic. Now it was our turn to watch the seventh graders get mixed up as we had done. But everything soon settled down and we started another year. The election of student council officers was held in November. We had our eighthgrade banquet in May. It really was a grand success. Sorne of us wore long dresses for the first time. By this time it had been decided that We would remain at Cleveland for another year. As a whole I think it was a happy group of boys and girls that started back to school on September lst for our ninth year, and last at Cleveland jr. High. We were saddened too at the beginning of this year on account of the death by polio of one of our members. Buddy Ellis died on August 12th that year. We promptly began a Buddy Ellis Memorial Fund for the National Polio Foundation. This year has been a happy-sad year for us. We've had such fun feeling really grown- - up-seniors that isg even though next year we will be freshmen again. The students that are together here this year will never be entirely together as a group again and Q ' if ' that makes us sad. But if we, no npatter where we are, can make of the future a past Jthat we can be as proud of as we are at present our past, we shall not be ashamed to ace the ,i0 f . A Q 7 - .-- Q' -jean Grant 5 3 ppb- p pax ',,f-y-sg,,,.-:..,- E. -'Sf' . t' t t ' 'Z D 7-7' ?' Q I ..-1, ee 'E' f 112254 G .. F f7 f 43-W pg - ,QE-. ,I ky

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I went outside to get a taxi. There before my eyes was a sign Petty Cab Company- Owner: Shirley Petty. I walked over and got in one of the cabs. Much to my amaze- ment the driver was a girl, and wiho? Betty Nolen. I asked her what she was doing there and she explained. Every part of town had changed so much that she offered to show me- around. Cut' first stop was the city hall. There I met the city mayor, Lowell Carson! I-Ie showed me around and introduced me to his secretary, Patsy Watson. She was still the same- old Patsy. Next I went to see the chief of police. just guess who he was! Joe Eubanks! He was in conference with the sheriff, J. W. Mooneyham. As I came out of the city hall I saw a sign I hadn't seen before. It read: Hazel Fowler -City Dog Catcher. That wfas the limit. That evening I was invited to the National Man Chasers' Union. The president was Emma Jones. Can you imagine her chasing a man? After I saw that I decided to go over and see the principal of Cleveland Jr. High. Gordon Towe! Among the list of teachers I found Farrell Shelton, Mary Taylor, and julia Lovelace. I walked down to the cafeteria to find Joanne Blackwell and Sara Ann Miles with their heads in a stew. They were trying to prepare a lunch for about six hundred brats, as they put it in their own words. I walked out into the street to find someone staring up at a sign-Anne Sparks, M. D. I walked over and spoke to her. She wus very surprised to see me. We had a very nice talk. She brought me up to date on many of my former schoolmates Whom I haven't time to mention here. All, however, had become a credit to their country in some work or other. And then it was time to board the plane again. In a few hours I was far, far away from Spartanburg. Q -Joye Smith