Four Oaks High School - Acorn Yearbook (Four Oaks, NC)

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long into four bunches of feathers whom I found to be Jean Massengill, Dorothy Olive, Nellie Beasley, and Kay Barbour. These were on their merry way toward the tent marked Phil Sanders and His Dancing Girls , for their performance was beginning in about five minutes. They bade me come and see the show, but tired and worried, I refused. I I was lust about ready to head for my car when I spied The Minstrel Show . This I could not re- sist, however tired or worried I might be. I climbed the steps and found a seat. On came three dancing girls who I found were Shirley Parker, Juanita Woodall, and Florine Johnson. In the middle of their merry- making an elderly gentleman with mustache and sideburns, David Snead, came in and danced circles around them. A mommy , Jean Baker, brought forth many a laugh and I found I was not as tired as I had seemed. The last, but very enioyable act was a colored trio, Shirley Lee, Polly Slaughter, and Alice Jack- son who sang Dixie , still a favorite at this time. After this I resumed my way out of the grounds. I passed the numerous trailors and trucks which had brought these fun-makers into our midst. One of the trucks was especially attractive for painted on its side was an act I had failed to see. There was Margo , the Magician, James Earl Massengill, sawing a body in two in a box, which I knew could be none other than Mavoreen Snead by that flaming red hair. I thought it was too late to go back for just one act so I continued my journey. As I rounded the corner of a trailer, a pan of dishwater missed me by nothing. Looking up through my wet hair, I saw the cook of the show, Betty Holloway and her electric dishwasher, Edna Mahler. This was iust too much and I ran as hard as I could for my car. The evening had been fun, but my energy and all my money were gone. Still happy, nevertheless, I did not notice the tall, dark somebody who was walking toward me as I got into my car. At length how- ever, I did notice him, for when I saw the badge and felt him grasp me by the arm, I immediately rec ognized Wright'LangIey. And without warning, I was dragged away, but still happy at meeting my old school chums, and still wondering who put that No Parking Sign where my car was. Christine Hockaday.

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STANFORD ADAMS Pet Peeve: Boclcseat drivers. Ambition. To ploy college basketball. GENE BAKER Pet Peeve: English. Ambition: Ministry. KAY BARBOUR Pet Peeve: English Themes. Ambition: Nurse. ELWOOD BASS Pet Peeve: Jealous women. Ambition: Doctor. 'ev-., 4,35 ELVIN ALLEN Pet Peeve: Writing Themes. Ambition: Electrical Engineer. T T l JEAN BAKER Pet Peeve: English. Ambition: Secretory. l I I LAURA BARCOUR Pet Peeve: A big feeling l showoff. Ambition: To keep my mor- rioge o success. l 2 NELLIE BEASLEY 1, Pet Peeve: Class criticism. T Ambition: Secretarial work. ,