Dan River High School - Archway Yearbook (Ringgold, VA)

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4 f io Daa Veig35 ! 32 bartH — wands 29 gr 8G De ARCHWAY 1947 I, Pete Hall, leave my “flirty eyes” and “dancing feet’ to Martin Ellis. I, Gertrude Booth, leave my baby ways to Ruth Rice. I, Ruth Milam, leave my library position and fashion magazines to Nell Hammock. I, Thomas Guill, leave my love for girls, especially those who play basketball, to Wallace Compton. I, Leroy Lewis, leave my position as “soda jerk” to Bobby Wills. I, Scott McNeely, leave my booming laugh and peculiar noises to William Clark. I, Billy Motley, leave my “classy” basketball style to Irvin Puckett. We, Sara Mylum and Joy Turner, leave our friendliness to boys, including our flirting technique td Peggy Dalton and Barbara Shields. I, Clyde Puckett, leave my new version of Macbeth to the English IV teachers in the future years. I, Dorothy Orrell, leave my liking for special privileges to Edith Doolin. I, Nancy Hodnett, leave my love for drug stores to anyone who wishes it. I, Mildred Hughes, leave a new pair of curtains to the Home Economics cottage. I, Elton Richardson, leave my perfect posture and Samson-shoulders to Billy Milam. I, Harry Shelton, leave my knowledge of natural sciences to any other poor ‘“fish”’. I, Frances Ingram, leave my ability to get along well with teachers, and to sew a straight seam, to Evelyn Wells. I, Margie Rowland, leave my natural golden curls to anyone who will keep them out of the rain. I, Gaston Gleaton, have already left some beautiful Georgia “peaches”, and hate to leave the girls in Dan River, too. I, Polly Morris, leave my way of understanding jokes to Juanita Wilkerson. I, Aubrey Slayton, leave my quiet dignity and courteous manner to William Dodson. I, Ruth Slaughter, leave my ability to mind my own business, to Rachel Barker. I, Irene Moore leave ten pounds of my figure to Carolyn Barker. I, Melvin Vernon, leave my executive powers to anyone desiring to get out of classes. We, Nancy Walton and Faye Walton, leave nothing but memories. We are taking ev- erything else back with us to Rock Springs. I, Carroll Brown, leave my “tall, dark and handsome” looks to Gene Thompson. Mary Smith, leave my amazing sense of humor and blank expressions to Peggy Smith. Adelle Roberts, leave my likeness as the typical schoolgirl, to Nell Lewis. I, I, I, Audrey Walker, leave my inte rest in Chevrolet cars to Thelma Hughes. I, Wendell Williams, leave my knowledge of electromagnets to Mr. Barker. I, Lois Walters, leave my red curls and slender figure to Dorothy Grubbs. I, Louise Wiles, leave my charm and poise to Melba Thornton. To the on-coming seniors, we of ’47 leave hopes for a hospital in which they may re- cuperate after ten years of hard work. All of the students of the Senior Class wish to leave to the school and the entire student body an escalator which would carry their tired bodies and underworked minds, and stacks of books to the uppermost classes. To the faculty, we leave our utmost appreciation for their guidance, helpfulness and companionship for the past four years. The Class of 1947 Testators: Jerrine Brown Audrey Walker. : Page Twenty-seven 3

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y fe MG 3 3 . Me ARCHWAY Last Will and Testament We, the Senior Class of 1947 of Dan River High School, knowing that the time is nigh when all good things must come to an end, and at last being in a sound state of mind, do hereby make our last will and testament: al We, Joe Arnold and Billy Conner wish to leave our splendid attention in class and the “I-dare-you-to-laugh” jokes to Calvin Neal and Billy Murphy. I, John Bennett, leave my political interests and agricultural records to Jay Hall. To Beatrice Kidd, I, Frances Allen leave my love for ex-G I.’s. I, Elna Bigger, having given headaches to all the teachers, leave this spirit of gener- osity to my sister Virginia. I, George Blackstock leave my heavenly curls to Brantley Batterman. I, James Bohannon, leave my eagerness to respond in class to Lacy Compton. I, Jerrine Brown, leave my love for cold storage and refrigeration to any ice cube. I, Eunice Clardy, leave my lucky streak in prize winning to Reba Slayton. I, Martin Ingram, leave my literary efforts to Robert Miller. I, Shirley Davis, leave my athletic ability to Bonnie McNichols. We, Earlene Dance and Pauline Dalton leave our domestic ideas to Donna Davis and Garland Meadows. I, Charles Batterman, leave a writing pad for Mr. White on which to write announce- ments. ' I, Jack Blankenship, leave to Eldridge Compton my “Frank Swoonatra” voice. I, Junior Burgess, leave my comb and mirror to Samuel Clark. I, Nelson Clark, leave my friendly manner to Albert Dodson. I, Everett Daniel, leave my teasing disposition to Jimmy Kent. We, Agnes Dodd and Mamie Dickerson, each leave a pair of dungarees to Delores Clark and Katherine Greene. I, Elsie Barber, leave my love for hill-“Billies” to Marjorie Covington. I, “Guinea” Clark, leave my “Li’l-Abner” figure to C. T. Turner. We, Margaret Dawson and Margaret Owen leave our humility to Barbara Ingram and Ivaline Bowman. We, Mary Helen Dodson and Ruby Milam leave our interests in Roberts to Rebecca Cumby. We, Rebecca East and Charlotte Jones, just leave and are glad to do so. 1, Carolyn Evans leave my popularity and friendliness to Marian Guill. I, Ruby Hall, leave my enthusiasm for basketball to Hazel Wilkinson. I, Eleanor Gosney, leave my love for school bus drivers to Martha Gleaton. I, Patsy Gravely, leave my well-fitted wardrobe to Claire Adams. I, Lorena Lindsey, leave my sophistication to Jeanette Richardson. I, Howard Haymes, leave nothing as I don’t believe that there is anything that I can spare. 1, Eunice Motley, leave my “Mae West” figure to Mary Ann Milam. We, Goldie Haley and Josephine Hankins, leave our winning smiles to Gracie Staton and Arlene Gilbert. I, Polly Jones, leave my love for Ringgold Dairy to Georgia Moore. I, Landon Gravely, leave my chauffeur’s license to John Collie, Jr. We, Charles Layne and Baxter Keesee, ieave our love for girls and History IV to Clyde Tate and Billy Shelton. Page Twenty-six

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Y SO ky i f a (Uf foaalvenrgaz | eet eee le yp “s e SS Sy She ARCHWAY ‘vs Class Prophecy A Reunion Party was being given for the Class of 1947 and everyone was excited over meeting old friends again, and to know what had be- fallen them, and what they were now doing after several years’ ab- sence from our Alma Mater. Mrs. Chandler and Mr. Stough, our Senior Sponsors were hostess and host for the party. Mrs. Chandler is keeping house, while Mr. Stough is still preaching and teaching in his churches. As I entered the room, Elna Bigger was seated at the piano softly playing, while walking hand in hand were Mr. and Mrs. Leroy Lewis, nee’ Nancy Hodnett. Stepping out for a moment for fresh air, having come from a stuffy ballroom, I saw a rather reckless driver coming into the driveway. I recognized Shirley Davis at once, now a cab driver, and Mary Smith who was trying to recuperate from a broken heart. As we returned to the room, we recognized a rather mannish figure who was imitating Bing Crosby, and I realized that it was Ra- leigh Burgess, Jr. A mourn was heard and out cold was Mary Smith! Ruth Milam, now a nurse, rushed out to help her. She came to, and joined a group huddled in a corner. Wondering what was happening, I walked over to find Joseph Arnold and William Conner, now comedians at last, as the center of attraction. No more needed to be said as I knew what was going on. My eyes were caught by a couple sitting rather close together. When I walked up Carolyn Evans and Jack Blankenship replied that they were making future plans. Both are still attending college. The band began to play and each group broke up and started dancing. Within a short time the floor was taken by Eunice Motley, now a dancing teacher and Malcolm Hall, her partner, the owner of a dancing school. As they con- tinued a red-head crosses the room. “Yes, Pauline Dalton is in the shoe business now.” The band plays on and as I pass three boys, I hear baseball being mentioned. I stop to say “Hello” when I recognize Thomas Guill, Billy Motley and Charles Batterman, now with the Brooklyn “Dodgers”. Two girls passed by with an unusual hair-do. Mary Helen Dodson and Polly Morris are beauty specialists in Richmond, and they have competition as George Blackstock runs a “Beauty Shoppe.” Carroll Brown enters the room and as he passes by Agnes Dodd and Mamie Dickerson remarks, “He’s much too good looking to still be single and teaching school.” Agnes and Mamie have settled down as old maids after extensive travel about the Americas. I rushed off to greet Ruby Hall who is late. Her only explanation was that having four chil- dren to put to bed delayed her a little. Eleanor Gosney has settled down to secretarial work. (Watch those good-looking bosses, Eleanor!) Lo- rena Lindsey is a famous artist in New York and Nancy Ann Jones is a telephone operator. I was amazed to know that so many old students were still connected with Dan River. Everette Clark, Jr. is a proprietor of Ringgold Dairy Page Twenty-eight i