Dobson High School - Dobsonian Yearbook (Dobson, NC)

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SENIOR CLASS GLEE CLUB

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I shall now step into my time machine, crystal balls and tea leaves being too old fashioned for the forty-niners, and be whizzed into the year, 1959. I push the button marked ten years for a call on my class mates. I find myself on a quiet country lane in view of a pretty cottage. Standing in the yard is a neat housewife with a little blond boy. It is, of all people, Barbara Blevins. As I come along the lane to ano¬ ther farm I see Carlise Hamlin, Malory Johnson and James Wooten lying in the shade of a big tree. They say they are letting their corn grow itself-the scientific way. I hear a great noise and see that it comes from a large turkey farm and there, standing in all that mess of tur¬ keys is Hallie Badgett, the turkey lover. Farther along I meet Herman Cave and Homer White plowing very industriously. They look very con¬ tent but I couldn ' t say the same for their poor mules. As I arrive at the top of the hill I see a mass of red on the adjoining hill and it isn ' t the sunset either! It is Iris Hayes skipping around with all the little Irises. It seems she has decided to become a housewife. I now come upon Lonnie Fulk. Lonnie has a cattle farm and he has so many cows he quit counting them long ago. Having seen all my classmates of the country, I now set out for the city. This I do by pushing one of my numerous buttons! As my machine sets me down I see Billy Simpson as boss of a construction crew that is building a long bridge across a river. Billy reclines- by the side of the road. Up the street a ways I spy a beauty salon with the sign Get the Wright Key to Beauty. Virginia Wright and Stella Key, Spe¬ cialists in the Art of Beauty. Just across the street, of all places I see A1 Moore and Foy Edmonds lying under a car. It seems they op¬ erate a garage. As I approach, a strange sight greets me! A1 takes the parts out and Foy puts them back in the car again. On a theatre marquee in bright lights beyond a square,I see the name Rennie, the Second Bette Davis. Irene Dunbar! I pushed the button to turn but something pulled me backwards and I found myself climbing stairs to the attic studio of Jobie Draughn, the portrait painter,but he is busy drawing - not portraits — but pictures of cars! Nearby looms a large white hospital where Betty Wood and Nancy Har¬ rell are seen studying very hard. They r ll surely be successful, but, wait! What are they studying so closely? Oh, it ' s the profile of a young interne. There is the sound of loud music, the laughter of ah audience, the glad cries of children as they watch the clown, James Fowler. I hear voices over a telephone. It is two operators speak¬ ing. Shirty Cat, Have you got any chewing gum? This is obviously Lillie Bledsoe and Bernice Cave. I see a sign high in the sky, Speed Demon. It is Arnold Hill taking speeding seriously now. A military parade passes and I see Beamer go limping by. Still in the Army Air Corps but Beamer by now must take it for the Army Ground Corps. In a penthouse office Joe Long is seen doing some high powered sell¬ ing to an executive while the executive ' s secretary munches a can¬ dy bar behind her shorthand pad. In the city park I see Bill Coalson and Howard Stanley throwing balls at each other. They have gone into professional ball playing. I grow hungry and turn my machine towards a restaurant where the patrons appear prosperous and well fed. It is owned and operated by Jackie Scott and Glenn Ray Faulk. My time has run out. The vision of ten years ' hence grows dim. I push the button, my machine whizzes round again and I am back to the time of 19 9 where things take on their familiar shape once more. Betty Wood, Class Prophet