East Mississippi Community College - Lion Yearbook (Scooba, MS)

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to Houston. While in Dallas we saw Stanton Aust, a very wealthy cotton buyer. lie was the only member of our class that we saw while in Texas, and we saw only one during our next important stop. This was in New Orleans, when we accidently saw Red us Akers, who was, we knew, one of the leading cartoonists ' of the time. We spent three days in New Orleans, and then went on into Mississippi. The tour was almost at an end, for the final desti- nation was to be our own capital city of Jackson. When we finally reached this city and were leaving- the party for the last time, Sally Pearl suggested that we attend the teachers ' convention which was then meeting. This was to be he last day, and we thought per- haps we would see some of the members of our class tfhere. Our effort ' was not in vain, for during the day we saw Pansy Ldgih,t,, Irene Simmons, Mary Anne Bounds, Wanita Grain, Florence Odom, and Mildred Adams, who had all followed the scholarly profession. Pansy said that she was teaching Mathematics and coaching basket ball at a high school in Laurel. Irene and Wanita were both teach- ing in Natchez — Irene as Home Economics instructor, and Wanita as the head of the Education department. Mary Anne was the Physical Education director and basket ball coach at Meridian High School, while Florence was teaching elementary work at Cor- inth and Mildred at Hattiesburg. We enjoyed talking with these girls immensely. However, we soon had to leave, as Sally was taking the afternoon train back to Mobile. As I stood at the station and watched her train roll out of sight, memories of E. M. .J. C. came crowding back once more, and as I slowly walked away, I suddenly felt very happy and at peace with all the world. 23

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= The Lion familiar about the preacher. Sally and I gazed at each other. It couldn ' t be — but yes, it was. Dick Dupree was standing before us on the rostrum, earnestly delivering the sermon. After the ser- vice we went to the front of the church to speak to Dick. He in- vited us to dinner that evening, but as we were leaving that after- noon we could not accept. Dick told us hat he had been the pastor of this church for about two and one-half years, and as he had not been to Mississippi during that time, he asked us many questions about his native state and the various members of our class. After sayng goodbye to Dick, we joined the other members of our party and were soon on our way through Utah and Nevada. Our destination was San Francisco, and after several days journey, we reached it. We rested for awhile, then began our tour of the city. We stopped at a large jewelry shop to get a watch adjusted, and whom should we find to be the owner but Billie Gwin, a for- mer student of E. M. J. C. He was the only member of our class that we saw while in San Francisco, but while passing through Monterey on our way to Los Angeles, we encountred Maggie Mae Hill, now an interior decorator. She was, it seemed, very success- ful in this line of work. We we reached Los Angeles, everyone, of course, wanted to visit Hollywood, so our first trip was made to this famous part of the city. Everyone was a little breathless at the prospect of visit- ing that glamorous city. Sally and I were doubly excited because we were to visit Albert Bounds, formerly known as Pee Wee. Albert had by that time risen to the rank of stardom within that world of actors. We enjoyed our visit with Albert very much. He asked us to accompany him to Coconut Grove that! evening, since Dick McAlister ' s orchestra was being featured. We readily accepted, and returned to our hotel until the time. That night we talked to Dick for awhile, and he had his orchestra play Wilis- 1 pering in memory of old E. M. J. G, that having been our theme song. We left Los Angeles the next day, traveling eastward, through Arizona, and New Mexico. While we were in Arizona we saw Oubre Lang, a brilliant novelist, who was making his home in Tucson. Next we entered Texas, where we remained several daysj, making our longest stop at Dallas, then going to Ft. Worth, and on 22

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