Cloudland High School - Highlander Yearbook (Roan Mountain, TN)

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Gkss zf azmf jesfamenf We, the Cloudland Senior Class of 1959, being of sound mind and body, do hereby leave this as our last will and testament. I, Edna Stockton, will my height to Marie Jarrett. I, Jimmy Storie, will my quietness to Squm Carroll Ellis. We, J. R. Street and Jimmy Guinn, will our car keys to someone that has a car. We, Barbara Jarrett, Janice Banner, and Barbara Tedder, will our giggles in physical education class to anyone that can giggle. I, Bill Clark, will my weakness to get Mr. Greenwell's sweat socks to any- one who is sneaky enough to get away with them, I, Patsy Morgan, will my ability to make A's in Mr. Shell's class to Jean Hughes. I, Allen Killer Miller, will my bleeding heart to Larry Hoss, l, Wade Hughes, will my size to Ronnie Jack Freeman, I, Margaret Roark, will my quietness to Brenda Hodge 1, Amy Smith, will my fading dimples to Faye Roark, I, Tommy Jarrett, will my curly hair to Grayson Street, I, Janet Kay Freeman, will my driving ability to sister Brenda. I, Larry Oxendine, will my ability to pester Mr, Cooper to John Blevins. I, Frances Hitechew, will all the boys to the junior girls, now that I am leaving. I, Bill Hampton, will my good driving habits and the back seat of my car to Mr, Shell, I, Rose Anne Martin, will Rudy Johnson to one of those freshmen girls. I, Pete Potter, will my all-conference spot to brother Gary. I, Mildred Miller, will my desire to date boys in green and white Pontlacs to anyone who wants it. We, Lonnie Brewer and Harlan Banner, will our Camels to Mr. Potter. We would run two laps for a Camel. I, Geraldine Hughes, will my ability to stay out of school to my sister, Barbara, I, Wayne Goat Morgan, will my athlete's foot to Mr. Ted Cooper. I, Wilma Jarrett, will my ability to get other people's lessons to Betty Hill. I, Lawrence Boone, will everything I have to anybody who wants it and my brain to Graybeal waterworks. I, Peggy Lowe, will my pet name Lightnlng to Peggy Tipton, I, Dickie Buckner, will my dribbling ability to Ken Graybeal. We, Frances Hodge and Kate Storie, will our bookkeeping books to anyone wanting to take the course. I, Tommy Burleson, will my use of Tootsie Rolls to Lanny Julian. I, Sue Holtsclaw, will Jack's red convertible to Billie Troutman, I, Lynn Ann Tipton, will my outstanding ability to dance rock and roll to Gerald Julian. I, Lowell Shell, will my sack of Stud to Pat Johnson. I, Mary Guinn, will my ability to write excuses to Velma and Carolyn. I, Barbara Church. will my extra nickels to Gail, Marie, Hoss, Cat, and Hodge. I, Nora Stafford, will all my jelly beans to Mr. Orr, We, Wilma Love Street andNaomi Rose Holtsclaw, will these words of advice to the juniors, Don t do anything today that you can put off until tomorrow. I, Herb Buck, will nothing that I can take with me. I, Mayme Grant, will my place in the senior class to Vivian Potter, I, Joe Ellis, will Dale Ellis my height to stretch his weight, I, Richard Winters, will my soul to the United States Marine Corps. All the seniors of 1959 will their best wishes for many happy experiences at Cloudland High School to all lower classmen. .-.fr Y 1

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GQSJ yjI'0!0gQCy Say, have you ever been in one of those time machines? Well, a few weeks ago, I went to visit my uncle in California and had an experience I'll never forget. I saw an inventor who let you go into his time machine to see your future Qfor a buck every fif- teen minutesj, claimed fortune-tellers were out of date. Upon entering, I found my- self in another world, I knew everybody and yet they seemed different. The first per- son I saw was Janet Kay Freeman. What's going on? I asked. She said, I've been out to lunch and I'm due back at the office right now. I'm a private secretary for that lawyer, Richard Winters. She rushed on and I went into a little teashop to collect my thoughts. I must be in the future, l concluded. What'11 you have? a voice boomed at me. I looked up and Larry Oxendine was standing there. He was running the shop. As I left, I accidentally ran into a woman rushing hurriedly down the street. As she stopped, I recognized Lynn Ann Tipton, running to meet an engagement at the Roan Mountain Modeling Agency. A car zoomed by me with two girls in it. Bill Hampton walked up to me just then. That was Wilma Street and Naomi Holtsclaw, still living it up. He had a very pleased look on his face. Stil1 run around a little myself. I learned that Mildred Miller was in Europe with her Italian husband. I picked up a news- paper and read that Dickey Buckner had just piloted the first spring rocket to the moon with passengers taking their spring vacation, They were: Amy Smith Qthat girl always was a lover of naturej. I. R. Street, a reporter for the local newspaper, Barbara Jarrett, Barbara Tedder, and Edna Stockton were going to get jobs in some of those top paying air-manufacturing plants. Also on vacation were Mr. and Mrs. Tom Burleson qof course some of us will recognize her as being the former Peggy Lowej. I found Mary Guinn acting as secretary to our Ambassador to England at this time, Margaret Roark. Joe Ellis and Lowell Shell were in business together as girdle manufacturers. Wilma Jarrett was their advertising agent. Janice Banner and Nora Stafford were housewives, content at last, the way I heard it. Jimmy Storie was out on his farm watching soil- tester, Herb Buck, test his soil for womts. Mayme Grant was receptionist in Dr. Lonnie Brewer's office, What about Wayne Morgan, Pete Potter, and Bill Clark? Well, it seems Pete is playing pro football these days, Wayne is ln the cattle business, but Bill - well he's just hanging around wishing the other two would quit so they could go to the South Sea Islands and lie in the sun and drink coconut juice all day. As to those two girls that run around so much, I'm speaking of Rose Anne Martin and Barbara Church, it seems that they are co-authors of that terribly good smash hit, Roan Mountain Place. Standing around in army clothes were Lawrence Boone and Allen Miller. Their com- manding officer is Col. Jimmy Guinn, Harlan Banner was the owner of the gas station where I stopped to have my car serviced. Patsy Morgan was owner of an exclusive dress shop, with Phyllis Presnell as her top seamstress. Frances Hodge was the English teacher at Roan Mountain University. Tommy Jarrett was shown as a top jazz-dmmmer. Sue Holtsclaw and Geraldine Hughes were WACS, Kate Storie was a nurse. Hey, I'm getting the signal my time is almost up, but wait I see the Governor coming down the street. That was Wade Hughes, the photographer, that snapped her picture. Her, yes, Frances Hitechew won the election with the platform: Dual Highways, one for main traffic and one for drag-racers. I must get out of herel ll

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enzbz' 57 611122 JANET KAY FREEMAN LYNN ANN TIPTQN WILMA STREET PATSY NDRGAN w1LMA JARRETT PHYLLIS PRESNELL BARBARA CHURCH J. R. STREETT 1 1? .ai- -Li SUE H, and WADE H. PEGGY LOWE MILDRED MILLER LOWE FAMILY TOMMY BURLESON MARGARET ROARK PATSY MORGAN GERALIJTIZJE AR- BARBARA HUGHES