Glen Alpine High School - Turkey Tail Yearbook (Glen Alpine, NC)

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= — (Continue Last Will and Testament) Paul Klotzle, leave my pinball wizardy to a deserving junior. Doug LaFevers, leave my °55 Chevy to Kirby Jarrett. Bud Lowdermilk, leave Geography-Economics to anyone dumb enough to take it. Dorothy Lytle, leave as soul queen of G.A.HLS. Wanda McCurry, leave to make happy whatever or whomever I can. Bobby Melton, leave the name “Budman” and Lake James to Mike Cloer. David Melton, leave the annual worries to the next poor guy. Marie Miller, leave G.A.H.S. to be with Gene forever. Gary Moore, leave spinning tires all the way. Jayne Morgan, leave the find happiness with Dwight. Gary Morrison, leave taking my nickname “Birch” with me. Debbie Mull, leave G.A.H.S. heading for Salem. Susan Orders, leave my French ability to Pam McFalls. Becky Owens, leave to be Roger’s bride. Bill Parks, leave the Key Club to Jack. Sue Patton, leave the position as photographer to another camera nut. Karen Poole, leave for Duke to find G.C. Randy Pritchard, leave the basketball nets in the gym to Reid Pollard. Faye Rhodes, leave to keep Catawba College hopping. Eddie Rogers, leave for Raleigh to get my driver’s 27 — v lead v license back. Dennis Ross, leave G.A.H.S. (Hopefully!) Doritha Rutherford, leave to become another Aretha Franklin. Becky Scott, leave my love of cheerleading to Cynthia Ragan. Wayne Scott, leave my dune buggy to Donald Creswell. Richard Shell, leave my bus or what’s left of it to the junkyard. Mary Simpson, leave my early morning talk sessions to Sarah Miller. Kent Smith, leave the essence of all my scientific puns and logic floating forever in the halls of G.A.HLS. Ruth Smith, leave my position as editor of the school paper to a deserving junior. Steve Smith, leave to become chief-of-police in Glen Alpine. Susan Smith, leave to start a purple beauty salon. Wilson Sullivan, leave the nickname “pudin” behind me forever. Harvey Summers, leave my neatness to Harvey Shade. Jane Travis, leave my position as a senior to a junior that makes it. Barbara Wallace, leave my attractive appearance to Darlene McKesson. Paul Whisnant, leave my quietness to Lewis Falls. Keith Wood, leave, that is, if I pass English. Larry Yount, leave the Crown station to anyone who can pump gas.

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Lynn Curtis, Lawyer mal . = v I, I, I, — . Cathie Bailey, leave G.A.H.S. in my little green Chevy to find Butch. Patt Barrier, leave for ASU. Carolyn Beaver, leave my nickname to whoever wants it. David Beaver, leave my °64 Ford to Keith Pritchard. Carolyn Bennett, leave G.A.H.S. Ronnie’s bride. to become Jason Bridges, leave Doug’s Esso to Doug. Kathryn Browning, leave Math IV to whoever can understand it. Dianne Burleson, leave the business department to Beverly Anderson. Therisa Crawley, leave the student telephone to Jeanette Hallstein. Lynn Curtis, leave for the “party college’ of the South — UNC. Tim Davidson, leave my fantastic speaking ability to my brother. Frances Epley, leave all of it in locker 34. Mike Ervin, leave the Sundown Club to Raymond Scott. Dwight Fairchild, leave my place at the smoking hole to anyone who wants it. David Farris, leave my “shy look” to a deserving underclassman. Last Will and Testament 26 — . — v Debra Fox, leave all my Thursday yellow clothes to Libby Leonard. Ricky Franklin, leave my dislike for Durward Buck to Columbus Carpenter. Dan Garrison, leave my box of toothpicks under my seat in Math IV. Gibbie Harbison, leave my playboy ways to Dennis Queen. Jimmy Hallyburton, leave whatever I got to whoever can find it. Ken Henson, leave the position of Class Prophet to James Francum. Shirley Hipps, leave my friendly smile to Denese Causby. Libby Hollifield, leave French III to anyone who wants it. Margo Horton, leave to conquer WCU. Mike Huffman, leave as the best Student Council President ever. Nancy Hunt, leave wishing world peace. Barbara Isaacs, leave the Anchor Club presidency to a deserving junior. Mike Jarrett, leave my charm, dependability, and presidency of the Dilberts to James Simpson. Sandra Kay Johnson, leave to find better things beyond. Susan Johnson, leave to find a husband.

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Ken Henson, Prophet Recently, I decided to take a short vacation. Richard Shell, head of the construction association that I worked for, okayed it with Dan Garrison, construction co-ordinator and Kent Smith, head en- gineer. Mary Simpson, Richard’s private secretary, suggested that I find out what had happened to the other members of the Class of ’71. I took the sug- gestion and headed for Glen Alpine. As I stepped to the ticket office at the airport terminal, I was met by Debra Fox, who filled out my baggage slip and flight ticket. Among others working in the building were Faye Rhodes, working for Hertz Rent-A-Car; Debbie Mull, Patt Barrier, and Therisa Crawley, working as waitresses in the terminal cafe- teria; and Mike Huffman, traffic director for the airport. Boarding the nuclear powered aircraft, I was met by Carolyn Bennett, head stewardess, who introduced me to three of the other stewardesses: Frances Epley, Becky Owens, and Susan Johnson. While in the air, I met Bud Lowdermilk, playboy extraordinaire, and his traveling companion, Doug LaFevers. Sitting in the seat directly in front of them was none other than the world famous juvenile de- linquent defendant, Lynn Curtis. 28 Class Prophecy Due to the work of David Melton and Paul Whis- nant, who had designed the nuclear aircraft, my flight was comfortable and short. I was beginning to ap- preciate those former classmates. On arriving at Glen Alpine, I was surprised by the size of the airport and the number of planes on the airfield. The beginning of this expansion came about when Jason Bridges, that multimillionaire realtor, and his partner, Eddie Rogers, decided to buy the Lake James property from David Farris and Dwight Fair- child, co-owners of the Duke Power Company, in order to make a national tourist attraction and variety vacationland in the area. The result w as the sudden growth of Glen Alpine into a city of wealth and entertainment. Strolling around the city, I found Michael Jarrett’s name on the door of the mayor’s office. Entering the office, I first met Dianne Burleson, head of the city treasury department. Sitting in the office were Jimmy Hallyburton and Gibbie Harbison, local night club operators; Larry Yount, representative for the county service station operators; and Bill Parks, com- missioner for Burke County Public School busing. It looked as if the mayor would be busy, so I moved on. Leaving the office, I noticed Libby Hollifield,