Franklin High School - Log Yearbook (Franklin, VA)

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And now I see a lovely college town. There is a vast crowd in the chapel. A new president is being inaugurated. Here he comes, looking most impressive in his cap and gown. It is our studious schoolmate Mac Coker. Wouldn’t you expect him to be a college president, or something like that? — and a very good one too. More clouds and mists. Gazing through them, I can see that we are in the city again. It is the interior of a large public building — the library. Seated at her desk is the reference librarian, but she is not doing research work for anyone now. She is reading the latest novel and letting those who search for information wait. She is our old friend Jean Bunn. Trust her to find a way of reading all the new books as soon as they come out. How strange! I see a room in great disorder and a man down on all fours looking at a ring through a magnifying glass. In one pocket is a note book labeled Clues.” In the other is a pair of handcuffs. He turns toward me and I recognize him; it is Johnny Cook. This is the result of the mystery stories he was always reading. He is now a detective. I hear tinkling guitars and the surf breaking on a coral strand. I see bright-hued blossoms and tall palms. It is Hawaii, a paradise for the indolent. A young woman approaches and seats herself under a palm tree. Suddenly, as a parrot calls loudly, she looks up and I see her face. It is Peggy Newsome. In her hand is a tourist’s guide book and in her bag is a ticket for a world cruise. She is seeing the world, as she always said she would. The scene shifts to a court room. There is a man standing before the witness asking one question after the other. It is none other than William Rhodes. He is certainly using his ability to talk as a successful lawyer. Again we have a large room, empty but for two people and a grand piano. A small boy is trying to play exercise number 13, and his teacher, gritting her teeth to keep from spanking him, is determinedly counting one, two, three, as woodenly as a metronome. At last she sweeps the child off the stool and plays the exercise for him. She is Anne Griffin, with fingers as nimble and energy as abundant as now. The scene changes. It is a large field. I hear a voice, shouting commands, Attention! Forward March!” As they march forward I recognize the leader. It is Miles Carr, who was forever talking about joining the Army. Well, he’s in it now. The scene shifts back to the city. It is in the operating room of a large hospital. An operation is going on, but I can’t see who the doctor is! Ah! It’s becoming clearer now. The doctor is Ann McClenny and there is also a nurse that I recognize. It is none other than Elizabeth King. The scene is still in the city in a large building. I hear voices and see bright lights. There is a large audience. They are listening to a duet sung by Leo and Leon Bunch. The scene changes to a big business building. I hear a typewriter and who could be using it, but Mary Alice Wade. She’s a secretary now. The clouds lift again. I see a young man behind a camera. Now he moves his head. It is John Edwards, our classmate who was interested in photography. He is a successf ul photographer. J 25 }•

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Class Prophecy My little crystal sphere holds all of the past and all of the future. It can reveal the hidden and make known the secret. It can tell you whatever your soul desires to know. I have been asked to search in its magic depths until I discover the future that awaits the members of our class, so soon to take their separate ways and, perhaps, never to be reunited. The mist is clearing. A village scene appears. I see a church. The bells are ringing, for it is time for the people to come to the Church Service. I see the minister, a fine looking man. His face is turned, but I can see it is someone we know. The congregation meets him cordially, he is much loved by the people. Now he turns; I see his face. It is George Smart. He looks very happy and appears to be an ideal minister. The scene changes. It is a city. We are now in a business district and I am looking at a large building. It has a huge electric sign reading, Brigg’s Chevrolet Service.” Men are leaving, for the six o’clock whistle has just blown. Last of all, the owner comes from his office. He has grown portly and gray around the temples, but he is as immacu- late as a Chevrolet dealer should be. His motto, carved above his office door, is, Chevrolet is Always the Best Buy.” The clouds lift again. It is nine o’clock on a May morning. The school bells are ringing. Tiny children are hurrying up the walk to greet their teacher. She stands in the door, daintily dressed. As she leans to take the flowers a little girl has brought her, I see her smiling. It is Mancha Holland. And now the scene grows strange. An orchestra is seated awaiting the signal to play, but there is not a sound. Upon a blackboard are figures and mysterious letters. Ah, I see a microphone. It is the broadcasting room of a radio station. A voice says, Quiet! We’re on the air.” A switch is turned, an announcement is made, and the orchestra begins to play a merry, fantastic dance tune. The leader introduces a delightful piano solo into the midst of the selection. I see him clearly; it is Bill Pace, the radio favorite of the next decade. The scene shifts to the display room of a large gown establishment. A fashion show is in progress. I watch the manikins strut about the platform. One of them is exceptionally graceful and wears her evening gown well. It is Mary Louise Stephens, the chief manikin or model of the establishment. Again the mists close down. When they rise again, it is three o’clock in the morning. A huge truck comes down the city street and pauses at the janitor’s entrance of each apartment house. A man delivers a rack of milk bottles and drives on down the street. It is Burton Bradshaw, proprietor and owner of a large dairy farm, making the delivery himself, just for fun. The scene becomes noisy. Buzzings and singings fill the ear. I see a long room around the sides of which are seated many girls. It is a telephone office and the head operator is Elsie Marshall. I knew her as soon as she said, Line’s busy.” She always did spend most of her time telephoning so I guess she decided to make some money at it. f 24 ]-

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Again the mists close down. When they rise again, it is early in the morning around seven o’clock. There is a man out in the barnyard feeding the animals. It is none other than our own Redelle Cotton. The scene is in another barnyard. And who is the farmer here? It couldn’t be anyone but Billy Beale. The scene shifts back to the city in a department store. There is a very honest looking clerk and yes, I recognize her. It is Gladys Daughtrey still at her same trade. The scene changes. It is in the kitchen of a very attractive home. There is someone washing dishes in a pretty white apron. As she looks up, I see it is Thelma Underwood, now Mrs. Jimmie Mumford. The scene changes again to a large movie house. The owner is leaving his office. He shuts the door and as he turns I can see who he is. Bobby Bailey. I see he is following the job he had when he went to high school with us. The clouds lift again. I see a beauty salon. There are several girls busy at work, but I recognized only one of these girls. It is Jane Edwards, who was alwavs fussing about her hair. Well maybe now she can fix it herself. The scene shifts. There is a young man and young lady. I recognize the young man as Wilson Jones, and he is annoying the young lady just as he used to worry us girls in high school. Won’t he ever change? The clouds lift. The scene is in Washington. There is a congregation of men in a large room. I recognize one of them as our old classmate, Dayne Councill. He is now a senator. He always did like to argue so maybe at last he is satisfied. The scene changes. It is in the living room of a lovely home. There is a man and a woman sitting down. The man is reading the evening paper and the woman is busy knitting. They look up. I see it is Richard Gagner and Shirley Darden. They are happily married now. Let’s wish them a long and happy life together. How strange, I hear motors running. Oh, I can see it clearly now. It is a reducing school and who is running it? Why, it is Anna Gardner. And gosh, she weighs only 108 pounds. The scene changes to a large building. It’s in the laboratory of a large hospital. There a man is looking through a microscope. He raises his head and it is none other than Neil Aerts, one of the world’s great research scientists. The scene changes again. It is out in front of a large white building. Why, it is in front of our own Town Hall. And guess who is here, it is Meta Matthews issuing driving licenses. I should have known that she would do something like that since she was so crazy about driving. The clouds shift. The scene is a business office. There is a young lady taking dictation. She rises and leaves the room. It’s Ruby Hall, who is now the private secre- tary to a lawyer. i 26 y