Fuquay Springs High School - Greenbriar Yearbook (Fuquay Springs, NC)

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(SlaH0 ffrojjljrry Ah, yes, let us look in the crystal ball to the year 1961—what has become of all those wonderful Seniors who graced the halls of dear old Fuquay High ten years ago? No, don’t tell me that old E. B. Walters has actually become the body guard of the President of the United States, who is incidentally, none other than Tommy Keith him¬ self. Let ' s take a peek in the Metropolitan Opera House. Can it be true that the distin¬ guished soprano, Valeria Shearon, is singing the lead in “Madame Butterfly?” You wouldn’t know her, but that charming lady who owns her own swank dress¬ making shop on Fifth Avenue is Ann Lou Mize, the seamstress of the class. Please ad¬ dress her as Mile. Mize, who learned the trade in Paris. In her elaborate establishment are employed many of her old school friends, now luscious models. They are Doris Young, Jean Pritchett, Gaynelle Padgette, and Christine McGee. Strictly a home-town girl, Joyce Smith is still in Fuquay, sitting behind the ticket window at the theater. Too bad Estelle Oglesby got married and quit her job as air hostess for the Capital Airlines. That zany duo of radio and television, Baker and Partin, have really gone places since ’51. In that same category is Mary Frances Coley, now Hana Sable, the nation’s best loved “silent” movie actress. Naturally, because of his ability to argue with anyone, anytime, about anything, Bryon Ransdell has gained prominence as a Philadelphia lawyer. Miss Elizabeth Ann Stephenson, celebrated pianist, is now touring Europe for the second time in her brilliant career. One isn’t enough—Donald Hicks has to have two Chevrolets to cruise around in, accompanied by his little nephew, screaming, “I like Studebakers!” Saying “Number please” are Annie Laurie Sherron and Margie Walton. They really fooled fate by choosing this vocation. If you would like to have your coiffure worked on, go to Lora Kinton’s exquisite beauty salon. On her staff are Luzene Champion and Julia Holmes, experienced beauti¬ cians. That radical-minded cronie Harry Stephenson now has his own radio station where he can run his mouth all day long about his beliefs. Without a doubt Horace Moore will be a prizefighter and a real “firecracker” in the ring. Everyone remembers that he developed this ability during his high school days. Miss Betty Sue Dark (bruises vanished) has formed a safety committee for auto¬ mobile drivers. Experience is the best teacher, huh? It was taken for granted that Cecil Abernathy would become an accomplished and efficient auditor following his Kings business course. Peace College is still vibrating with the sound of Janet Stephenson’s name. All re¬ cords prove, that she really buckled down to her studies, emoting the next thing to a Rhodes Scholar. Coach Billy Thomas and his “firey five” just can’t be stopped anywhere near Fuquay High. Trophies are literally cluttering up the cases, and orders for new cases are being filled. It is regrettable that Uncle Sam sent his greetings to these promising boys before they could lauric ' bHout on their careers: Bobby Wilson, Charles Roundy, Joe Currin, and Fred Fish. Poor Fred Fish was hit the hardest, having to part with his inseparable Mer¬ cury convertible. Lindsay Puryear’s fifty-acre plantation is the talk of all Willow Springs. Ambition and hard work got him where he is—the envy of every farmer in his community. For these lucky young ladies wedding bells have tolled: Frances Lawrence, Joan Powell, Jane Hester, and Joan Dean. This is what ten years can do to a group of people. Wonder what they’ll be doing twenty years from now? Time will tell, good friends. Page Twenty-Seven

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i titor (Elaaa History It all started with a groan in September, nineteen hundred and forty-seven when in we stalked—mere adolescents, bringing with us, judging from the noise we made, our apparently uncontrollable vocal chords. However, Mrs. Elizabeth Stack and Miss Fran- celle Barden, as our homeroom teachers soon gave us Lesson No. 1 on voice control— or “If you don’t stop talking, I’m going Jo ' send you out.” A brief library course under Miss Southerland confirmed a fact that heretofore we had heard but had not dared to be¬ lieve—We didn’t know everything ' A year later and look at us now! Practically civilized people. Enough so, at least, that we became recognized as active Sophomore participants in school affairs. Several of us formed a Latin Club and ordered pins. Joyce Jones made the basketball team. Betty Wells, Ralph Ashworth, Charles Norris, Jo Ann Blalock and Daphne Adams repre¬ sented us at meetings of the Student Council. Emma Lou Chappel was elected president of the 4-H Club. The most unforgettable assignment of the year was handed us by our English teacher, Mrs. Elton Arnold, who ordered us to compile a booklet of five chapters entitled “My Life.” Time passed swiftly and soon we answered to the name of Juniors. The attitude of our teachers and classmates told us we were more pefined and bit more nature. Our interests proved it too. Polly Stephenson enjoyed the fine arts and, as a reward of her interests, won a piano medal. Also a lover of music was Billy Stephenson, who gained recognition from every classmate as an accomplished singer when he won a rating of “excellent” in competition at Meredith College. Maynard Lloyd was elected class presi¬ dent about the same time Nell Adcock won the popularity contest and seventeen class members began to wear Beta pins. Invaluable- to the basketball squad in winning the county championship were Jimmy Tilley, J. K. Sherron, Tommy Keith, Billy Myatt and Ronald Sherron. Nancy Kesler, Sara Van Hpok, Fred Ragan and Ralph Ashworth at¬ tended Girls’ and Boys’ State respectively. • Career Day, our Junior play, “Three Days of Grace,” and the operetta, “Miss Starlight,” share honors as three never-to-be-for- gotten events in the .eleventh grade. i • ' - At last we realized that we were Seniors. The arrival of class rings and the ordering of invitations and calling cards confirmed this fact. With Miss Lucy Perkinson and Mrs. Elizabeth Stack as homeroom teachers and Fred Ragan as class president, we felt pre¬ pared to proceed onward up this road to graduation. The football team with Nell Ad¬ cock as its sponsor and Billy Joe Dickens as its star player got the yqar off with the pro¬ verbial “bang” by winfting for the fourth consecutive year the county championship. Rooting for the team as cheerleaders were Sara Walters, Jewel Davis, Ruby Harvell and Sara Van Hook. Outstanding in the F.F.A. were Branson Wilkerson, who was a delegate to the state convention, and Richard Smith, who won a special F.F.A. a.vard. Departing from the conventional plays of the past, we decided to give the costume play “Annie Laurie.” The results were most gratifying. And now, as graduation draws near, we realize that with it will, come new hopes, friends and memories, but believing that those shared at Fuquay Springs High School are the most memorable, it is not with regret that we say “Goodbye” to our dear school, but rather with gratitude for affording us four of the happiest, most carefree years of our lives. Page Twenty-Six

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Left to right: William Weathers, President; Wallace Sherron, Vice-President; Frederick Harvell, Secretary; James Fish, Treasurer; Maurice Adcock, Sergeant-at-Arms. Page Twenty-Eight