Gainesville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Gainesville, GA)

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We, Bobbie Frances Cox and Louise lubin, will to Kathleen Marr and Lucy Fay Bolding, Mary Sue Mauney and Helen Youngblood, the right to be seen together at all times. I, Iames Addington, will to Pickens Butler and T. W. Moss the right to be the big little Senior of G. H. S. We, lim Fuller and Harold Lathem, will to Pierce Smith and Glendon Wall the right never to be in a hurry. We. W. L. Tant, T. I. Henson, and Horace Luther, will to Lester Savage and Ralph Howard the right to be dignified Seniors. I, Lavonia Hamilton, will to Peggy Newman the right to meditate on a certain boy during every period. We, Iames Evans and Earl Gowder, will to Ed F. Little, Harold Bowman, and Earl Whit- field the right to be called Good Boy by Miss Sue. I, Betty Marsh, will to Fralil Curtis the right to receive letters which leave the heart full of song. I, Ed tButchl Rogers, will to Ray Whitfield the right to thrill every girl's heart. I, Charles McEver, will to I. D. Garner my blond hair and bashful ways. I, Georgia Elizabeth Cook, will my cheery smile and sweet disposition to Mary lane Carlise, Eunice Payne, and Betty Sue Stewart. I, Martha Hunnicutt, will to Evelyn Perry, Beatrice Louis, and Winifred Edwards my quiet and refined ways. - I, Arnold Powell, will to Robert Conner, Ernest Edwards, and Dan Fuller the right to talk about everything but chemistry in chemistry class. I, Winfred Smith, will to Victor Roberts my place in the drug store and the ability to make the best sodas in town. I, Raethel Whelchel, will to Irene Chester and Iuana Westmoreland my blond hair with my bottle of peroxide. I, Mildred O'Dell, will to Kitty Alford my ability to get along with everybody, and be one of the best all-round girls in school. I, Harold Whitmire, will to Martha Godfrey the right to carry on our romance after I've gone. I, Billie McConnell, will to Anne Gordan Welborn the right to bring a car to school every day. I, Louise Mitchum, will to Louise Thompson my good nature and the right to be every- body's friend. I, Glen Henry, will to Talmadge Cagle and Lawrence Brown my bottle ot hair tonic that keeps my hair always looking neat. I, Loretta Owens, will to Mary Dean West and Carolyn Hartley my desire to please everybody, and my love for G. H, S. I, Albert Pearce, will to Peyton Grigg the right to surprise the whole typing class by having a budget in on time. I, Edgar Surratt, will to Iames Young my place as manager of the basketball team. I, L. E. Hatfield, I, Holland Mangurn, will to Hilda Kimsey the right to carry on a romance with an under- classman. will to Tommy Garrison my desire never to be a bookkeeper. will to Frank Coile the right to keep up a continual chatter during home I, Ben Davidson, room chapel and spelling. We, lack McKibbon and Eugene Tolbert, will to anyone who has the desire the right to spend every penny on a T-Model. I, Quentin Quattlebaum, will to anyone who can take it the right to be the only boy in shorthand class. We, Ed Dunlap and Iack Hulsey, will to Lewis Porter the right to keep the teachers wondering what will happen next. I, Mary Lee Bettis, will to anyone who is fortunate enough the right to have as many and as cute clothes as I have, I, Robert Thomas, will to Maxine Cagle my ability to keep everybody continually laughing. We, the cheer leaders of l94U-'41, will to the cheer leaders of next year the right to attend all football games, basketball games, and football banquets. THE 25 RADIATOR 1941

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT WE, THE SENIOR CLASS of Gainesville High School, being of sound and disposing minds and memory, hereby make and publish this, our last will and testament, revoking all others heretofore made. We, Christine Robbs and Harriett Howard, will to Betty Ann Richardson and Pat Baldwin the right to count the days Riverside is in town, and never to miss a parade. We, Malissa Norton and Helen Powell, will to Alley Rochester and Virginia Ballard our love for the opposite sex. CThere's enough to sharell I, Martha Finger, will to Frances Brown and Ioe Carter my many talents, and the ability to get along with the teachers. We, Logan Nalley and Martha Waite, will to Harold Terrell and Carolyn Porter the right to carry on the perfect romance of G. H. S. Clt's a great lifell I, lean Cash, will to Iames Martin the right to carry on our romance after l've gone. I, Maxine Bullock, will to Evelyn Bagwell, Catherine Rudolph, and Faustine Mathis my basketball ability which G. H. S, is going to miss. I, Ed Hughes, will to Billy Butler and Reginald Hancock my neatness and handsomeness. We, Vyanous Buice and lim Rudolph, will to Beusse Whitworth and Thomas Gailey our ability to fascinate the spectators with our long shots. I, Frances Allen, will to Shirley Smith my ability to entertain the crowd with my bright remarks. I, Anne Palmour, will to Dorothea Hosch, Frances Isbell, and Lucile Beaver the right to be called the genius of the Senior Class. I, Marvin Merck, will to Iim Ward and Fred Starr my brunette handsomeness, and the right to make the feminine hearts skip a beat. I, Heyward Hawkins, will to Ioe Terrell the right not only to be the teachers' pride and joy, but to hold all the important offices of the Senior Class. I, Peggy Bush, will to Iewell Hendrix and Eloise Trotter the right to keep my hair in perfect order. I, Ralph Spain, will to Harvey Newman and Benny Hatfield my red hair and all the teasing that goes with it. CYou'll get plenty of itll We, Helen Thrasher and lean Miller, will to Marie Forest and Katherine Luther our neatness. I, Leo Collins, will to Gregory Douglas my dry wit, and the right to keep everybody laughing. We, Evelyn Bell and Iames Culpepper, will to Mattie Conner and Pickney Whelchel our ability to blush. I, Betty Edmondson, will to Helen Wallace my ability not only to carry on my own love affair successfully, but also to play Cupid for others. We, Mary Lois Culpepper and Sara Frances McCrackin, will to Kathleen Barnes, Virginia Pickett, and Dorothy Mae Brownlow the right to be liked by everybody, I, L. C, Sloan, will to Lewis Dodd my beautiful blue eyes, my ability to memorize poetry and never to miss a word of it in class. I, Lucy Lynch, will to Penny Mciunkin and Nell Spainhour my love for brunettes of the opposite sex. fAnd that's plentylb I, Pierce Hancock, will to Esco Shaw my place as alternate captain of the football team, my love for hot dogs with lots of catsup, and the right to carry on our eternal friendship, I, Betty Io Heard, will to Alice Anne Davis my beauty and the ability to apply make-up. I, Marvin Potter, will to I. T. Mitchum the right to be the football hero and the heart throb of every G. H, S. girl. We, Dinny Iohnson, lack Elrod, and Billy Rich will to Wallace Forest and Dennis Ladd the right to be polite and courteous to ladies, but not waste any time on them. I, Evelyn Fleming, will to Margie Burford my popularity with the students of G. H. S, I, E, C. Brannon, will to Hugh Hoodenpyle the right to change girl friends every two weeks. I, Lois Lindsey, will to Bessie Ruth Anderson the right to carry on our eternal friendship, - is t tn!!! ' N , 1 H 'Q If IZLIINE sviu-if 1 ,dba fi in Q a 24 S

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1 fs WW DO YOU NEED ADVICE? WRITE YOUR TROUBLES AND ADDRESS THEM TO: MISSES MARTHA FINGER AND HELEN POWELL cfo MORNING HERALD ATLANTA. GEORGIA NEEDLESS TO SAY we had received many letters from far and near since this advertisement appeared in the MORNING HERALD. Editor Quentin Quattlebaum had kindly consented to do all he could in helping to promote such a column as this. One reason is that he was having trouble of his own, His reporters, including Evelyn Fleming and Ben Davidson, his cartoon- ist, E. C. Brannon, his fashion editor, Mary Lee Bettis, and Glennie Henry, gossip columnist, were all demanding higher pay. Louise Iubin, proofreader for the paper, was the one per- son who saw things as did the editor. As for our advice to him-we gave him the address of Piggly Wiggly, owned and operated so successfully f?J by lack McKibbon tlr.l. lack was able to help the editor so much that the latter gave us in appreciation of our deedha leave of two weeks' vacation. Go where? Do what? A brilliant idea struck us-we could round up our old classmates and see what Danie Fortune had so long held in store for them. Breathlessness and anxiety overtook us, and before we knew it, we had received our expense check and were on our way to the Federal National Bank to have it cashed. As we entered the bank, we saw an important looking gentleman rushing around, followed by his secretary. There seemed to both of us something quite familiar about their faces. Of course-that was T, I. Henson, president of the bank, and the secretary was none other than lean Miller. Since we wanted to look our best during our travels, We found it necessary to pay a visit to a clothing store. David-Hichison's was the natural solution, Ori arriving here we took the nearest elevator to the Old Atlantan Shop, where we found beautiful new styles brought back from New York by Betty Edmondson, Richison's shopper. It was so good to see this old friend that for a long time we chatted about the good old days. Then, finding it necessary to hurry to a beauty salon, we stopped in at the nearest one, which was right next door to Richison's. On entering we were told we would find it necessary to wait our turn, because we had neglected to make an appointment. We picked up a magazine and began looking through it. Then, all of a sudden, a name flashed across the page. Quickly we looked again. Yes, here was a series of essays by the famous journalist, Anne Palmour. So absorbed were we that we didn't hear someone calling us, But at the second call, we looked up to see lean Cash standing there, beckoning to us. She explained that she owned the shop, and how we would be even more surprised and pleased to see two more schoolmates who were her assistant operators, Evelyn Bell and Reathel Whelchel. We were led into the booth where we were given a promise that we would come out looking our best. During the course of such an attainment, we idly picked up a brush bearing the name Fuller. Laughingly we recalled our attempts to tease our old friend, lim Fuller, about being a brush salesman. But now the laugh was on us. lean told us that lim had become president of that thriving organization, Fuller Brush Company, and that Bobby Frances Cox was his efficient secretary. Our damage being repaired all too soon, we regretfully departed from these newfound old friends and made our way back to our home in Dreaded Hills. Immediately we called the airport for reservations, for we know that the Southern Airlines, Inc., under the presidency of lames Culpepper, would never have an empty airplane leave the home port, and we always found it necessary to have places reserved in advance. The remainder of the evening was spent in rushing about, throwing this and that into a suitcase -a process known as packing. After a sleepless night and one of great anticipation, we were thrilled to see daylight arrive at last. A hurried breakfast satisfied our immediate hunger, and, calling a taxi, we were off. We arrived at the airport earlier than we had expected, due to the expert driver, Eugene Tolbert. Soon a voice over a megaphone announced the plane leaving for Washington, and we were soon on our way. We settled back comfortably in our seats and began to regain some of the rest which we had lost the previous night. Suddenly, a fierce rocking of the plane startled us out of our reverie. Looking about us, we saw that the lights had been turned on because it had grown increasingly dark outside. 'Everyone was beginning to get nervous, when Hostess Betty Io Heard came in and told us that it was a slight storm and that everything was well in hand. A short time later we were told that we were approaching Washington, D. C. The pilot made a beautiful landing. When we were being helped out f S x 5-1? -as U -gen 'vin Il 2 f H Elflsffwceg 26 AINESVIL