Dexter High School - Reveille Yearbook (Dexter, MO)

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.......... U65 ckpevaiffs ........ CLASS PROPHECY May 22, 1950. Dear Mrs. ........ . .,................... .- I know you're awfully surprised at getting this letter, but I hope you're pleased as we-ll. Perhaps, you're wondering who it's from. Well, I won't tell you my name, but I was in the Senior Class of 1944-45, and it's about the members of that class that I am writing you. It seems strange to address the letter to Mrs. ............................ instead of Miss Teachout, but I'm sure I know which you prefer. I'll start my news by telling you that I received a letter from Carma Deai Taylor today You re- member her, don't you? The former Carma Car- ney? I always knew she'd get that man! You should have read the letters she used to write to him. I read in the paper the other day that Bene Baldwin had taken the plunge If I'm not mis- taken he married Helen Lucius, an under classman he dated. while is high school. I wonder what Mamie Lee Darby and Mildred Aslin thought about that? Rememfber how they used to fight over him? Mildred is in Cape Girardeau now teaching the Glee Clulb. Pretty good, too! Mamie Lee is now private secretary to Evelyn Ogelvie, I mean the Attorney-at-Law Ogelvie. I heard the Girls Symphony Orchestra over the radio yesterday. You can't guess who was di- recting it! ! I The Virgil 'Einstein' Griffith. And his assistant was Eva Lee Griffith. I never thought Kilmer would go in for symphonies. Oh well, you never can tell! Then to go to show you, you never know what to expect of some people, Betty Russell was the feature clarinet soloist, Florence Swallows and Hester Woodruff were working together as a piano duet, and Norma Jean I-iinworthy was the featured harp Player. I won- der if she is still carrying the torch for the Army? I went down town yesterday and while passing by the Lolly-Pop Company noticed to my amaze- ment, the name Leslie Hume, Jr., appeared on the front. And as many times as I had passed there, I decided right then I should go in and inquire. Sure enough, Junior it was, sitting is his large office with his Committee of Trustees surround- ing him Who were the trustees? You could never guess: LaRue Cooper, Buddie Giles and Edgar Hancock. All of them, of course, were married. LaRue Cooper is fighting the tides of being hen-peeked by his wife, the charming Ruth Jackson. Poor guy! Well, how about Ruth? Buddie and Edgar were disloyal to our alma mater and married out-of-town girls. I wonder if they are blessed with the pitter patter of little feet across the floor? Crash! Did I say blessed? Oh dear, there goes the telephone, excuse me a few minutes, I never will finish this letter. Well, here I am again. That was Bill Nobles. Did I tell you Bill was manager of the Bell Tele- phone Company. He is doing pretty well now. He and Clarabelle have been married for six years and they have three of the cutest little Nobles, They seem to be very contented in the heaven for five. Do you remember the boy that came to our school, for about one semester from New York? Cesare DLizza is now a big time engineer on the East Coast. I often wondered what his chief in- interest was, but it must have been women, for now he is married to Betty Davis and they have three girls. J. Roy Anderson started out as an Irresistible Lipstick Manufacturer but saw no future in it so now, much to his advantage, he is working with the State Road Department improving country roads. Roy T. Quinn, J. T.'s brother, married Marie Rumsey, as could be expected, as soon as he was released by the Air Corps. He owns one of the United States' largest Helicopter Factories now, and seems to be doing quite well. Imogene McCormick, the great chemist, in- vented the famous best-seller, most enticing, Run 'Em Down, Catch 'Em, and Drag 'Em In Cos- metics. Mrs. G. G. Hill, Jr., the former Pat Thacker, is assistant supervisor to the Hill Cos- metics Co. She is one of Imogene's best retailers. And as Pat tells us, she sells more of these cos- metics to Jean McGlothlin and Shirley Landers than anyone else. In case I didn't tell you Jimmie Trammell and Shirley are married now and with the '3XC9P'Ci0n Of buying a new set of dishes each week, they are getting along perfectly. Jean, of course, is waiting for her one and only, Bill Miller, to complete school so they can be married. I must take some flowers up to the Hutchcraft War Veterans Hospital tomorrow. I try to take them at least twice a Week. The name itself designates its owner, for as we all expected, Janet Launius married Major Duke Hutchcraft and soon after peace was declared they established this hospital for the service men. One of the nicest things about the hospital, to me, is that most of the staff consists of some of our prom- inent classmates. The head nurse is, as could be expected, Christine Hart. She always did have high ideals. The chief dietitian, since she had long been a Home Economics Teacher, was Mrs.

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-nnuuulnnnunnunnanuluunnuunununuanuunnunnunnuuuunulnn out the theme a Plantation Garden. Several left again this year, but several also joined us. These were Vivian Blackman, Maime Lee Darby, Janet Launius, Betty Lou Russell, Luther DeJournett, and Virgil Griffith. At last we have attained our goal for we are now MIGHTY Seniors! We are the o.nes who have just a LITTLE say so now ffor a changej. CLAS We, the Seniors of the Class of '45, sound in body and in mind, do hereby bequeath in our last will and testament our most beloved possessions. 1, George Alcernathy, leave' my way with laresh- man girls to Jim Schaefer. I, J. Roy Anderson, will my'way with the wo- men to D. L Brown. I, Mildred Aslin, leave my love for Eugene Bald- win to Helen Lucus. I, Carl Bailey, will my shortness to Delmar Dowdy. I, Eugene Baldwin, will my pilfering ability to Carey Wise. I, Vivian Blackman, leave my car to Mary Otis Trammell. I, Wilma Blunt, bequeath my long, black eye- laslhes to Patsy Daniels. I, Paul Burke, will my curly hair to Joe Weber. I, Carma Dean Carney, leave my love for the Army Air Corps to Norma Jean Miller. I, John Coleman, leave my quiet ways to Mable Acord. I, LaRue Cooper, leave Dudley girls to Don Kil- lian. . I, Helen Ruth Corlew, leave my giggles to Alma Young. I, Betty Lou Davis, leave my flirting ability to Doris Robinson. I, Bonnie Davis, leave my ability to get 'along with my sister to Bobby Lucus. I, Mamie Lee Darby, will my Republican ideas to V. A. Sielert. I, Clarabelle Day, leave my love for sports to Naomi Creed. I, Luther DeJournett, leave my arguing ability with teachers to Perry Mouser. I, Cesare DeLizza, will my love for Virgil Grif- fith to Lois Burris. I, Georgie Evans, leave my appearance to the Junior Class. I, Doris Jean Findley, leave my Southern ac- cent to Ruth Gaines. I, Joan Garner, leave my freckles to Mary Jo Scruggs. I, Buddie Giles, leave my ability to sleep in class to Bill Cato. I, Virgil Griffith, leave my ability to play a clarinet to Shirley Sterk. I, Christine Hart, leave my love for nursing to Billie Lemmons. I, Edgar Hancock, leave my talking ability to Richard Pry. S llllllll' bu we 5 IlllnllllIllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIIlIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllli The ones who joined us this year were Patsy Thacker, Cesare DeLizza, Betty Prater, and Charles Randolph. We were very sorry to lose so many who left to join the Armed Forces, but we are certainly proud of trem. We will probably never be together again as a group, but we shall do our utmost to live up to our motto: This above all, to thine ownself be true. WILL I, Junior Hume, leave my love for blonds to Allen Landers. - I, Sessel Hutchcraft, leave my ability for study to Barbara Powell. I, Ruth Jackson, leave my corny Christmas gift to Delores Bailey. I, Bill Johnson, leave my gift of gab to Jose- phine Holdt. I, Ruth Killian, leave my personality to Jack Estes. j I, Eva Lee Kilmer, leave my poetic ability to Earl Burke. ' , I, Norma Jean Kinworthy, leave my love for a soldier to Margie Aslin. I, Shirley Landers, leave my love for Senior boys to Peggy Cowan. I, Janet Launius, leave my musical ability to Mary John Fairchild. ' I I, Imogene McCormick, will my red hair to Freda Venable. I, Jean McGlothlin, leave my love for under- classmen to Wanda Hunt. I, Herrel Miller, leave my love for Ruth to W. J. Curtis. I, Bill Nobles, leave my talent for making E's to Junior Aarant. I, Evelyn Ogelvie, leave my figure to Omega Miller. I, Betty Jean Prater, leave my night life to Mary Porter. I, Roy T. Quinn, leave my interest in the Junior Class to I, Charles Randolph, will my dancing ability to Alvino Carwille. I, Betty Lou Russell, leave my loneliness to Marie Rumsey. I, Leon Stoker, will Wanda Crain to Jesse Mothersbaugh. I, Patsy Thacker, leave my friendliness to De- lores Bailey. I, Jimmie Trammell, leave my ability for being President to Ulysses Litzler. I, Mary Lee Venable, leave my short dresses to Lenore Cato. I, Wilma Willis, leave my love for an ex-grad- uate to Marie Little. I, J. B. Wolfe, leave my ability to woo the girls to Glenn Joiner. I, Saira Mae Yocum, leave my scrolalstic ability to Ruth Edwards. I, Georgia Ann York, leave my blond hair to Elladean Renfro. I '

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Joan QGarnerJ Burke. I always knew Paul would get his gal. Paul seems to be losing quite a bit of weight, too much work or the cooking he gets at home. Jean should be careful and not try out too many new recipes. I'd better hurry with this letter because I'm having a bridge party tonight. I've invited Charles and Betty fPra1erJ Randolph. Charles is owner of a large Cob-Pipe Manufacturing Co. in Pile, Mo. Saira Mae Yocum, Georgia Ann York and Mary Lee Venable are also coming. Saira Mae is now a great book writer. S'he 'has written some of the 'best sellers on the mai ket. Such as Adore, Honour and Trust, and The Amazing Adven- tures of Little Henry. Georgia Ann and Mary Lee are both home on a vacation from New York. Of course, you knew they were two of the famous Cover Girls for the Esquire Magazine. I forgot to tell you about my vacation in the West last summer. I ran out of gas in Arizona and stopped at the Bar-B-Q Ranch. I never dreamed that I knew the owner, but sure enough he was one of our old classmates, John Coleman. He told me there were some of our former class- mates working for him. He took me out to the corral, and there was Luther DeJournett training the race horses. John told me he was pretty good too. Luther said he was also a sports commenta- tor on the radio when training season was over. In a distance I could hear someone singing and John told me it was his Chief Boot-Black. We went over and I was very surprised to see that it was Virgil Harris. I remembered Virgil Harris working in a barber shop shining shoes when he lived in Dexter, but I didn't know he was goir g to make it his life career. He hasn't altogether for he married one of the cowgirls at the ranch and seems to be very happy. John invited us to stay for dinner, and I sat down by none other than Ruth Killian. She told me she was on her way to the West Coast to see her husband, Commander Nickens, before he leaves for overseas duty with the Army of Occu- pation. Ruth looks and acts as fine as usual, al- ways giggling. We enjoyed the dinner very much and later found out that the cooks were Herrell Miller and his wife, the former Ruth Roberts. Just as we were getting ready to leave, Vivian Blackman Hopkins drove up in her Oldsmobile. not the one she drove to school. Remember? Vivian is now married to Carroll Hopkins and he is to meet her here in a few days. All in all, I had a real nice trip, but I was glad to get back home, and read my mail. I had a let- ter from Bonnie QDavisJ Findley. She married the boy she wrote to during her Senior year. He is now stationed in the United States as an in- structor in a Motor School. I also had a letter from Georgia QEvansJ Summers. I know youre- member Glenn Summers, don't you? Well, he's the lucky fellow UD Georgia, Glenn, and the two boys are spending their vacation in their summer home in Florida. She was telling me all about her old school chum, Wilma Willis. You know they were always such good friends. Well, they've managed to keep in touch with each other through all these years. Wilma married the Swinger boy. Wasn't his name Melvin? Yes, I know it was. Georgia says they have the cutest little girl! Mel- vin owns a large plantation in Virginia, and'that's where they make their home. . g Did I tell you about 'Carl Bailey? He -married his eighth grade heart-throb, Billie -Lucius, while J. B. Wolfe, Leon Stoker, and Sessell Hutch- craft have all managed to escape the clutches of a woman, although I hear Sessel is still looking. Then, of course, there's Wilma Blunt. Her -big- gest ambition was to get to be a good steno- grapher so slhe could get to sit on her boss's knee. Her ambition seems to be very successful. She is working for the Johnson Orphanage Home. Of course you remember Johnson, Bill Johnson, the owner of the home. Bill always did have a tender feeling for children, Helen Corlew, Wilma's best pal, joined the Waves so she could be with Junior Rose. I think they married, 'thought I be- lieve Junior stayed in the Navy, he liked it so much. Do you remember that diamond that Doris J eau Findley was wearing in sclhool, That was from Toloby Green. He got an honorable discharge and they were married right after graduation. My! This letter is longer than I meant it to be. There was so much to tell you, though, I just didn't know where to stop. It's been swell get- ting to write to you, and hope you've enjoyed read- ing it, as much as I did writing. A Senior of '45.