Glencoe High School - Glen Memoir Yearbook (Glencoe, AL)

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CLASS WILL THE STATE OF ALABAMA, COUNTY OF ETOWAH, CITY OF GLENCOE In the year of our Lord, I946, we, the Senior Class of Glencoe High School, make this last will and testament to the incoming class of seniors. We want to leave in their minds the thought that they must live up to the standards that we have left them. We realize that this is a tremendous obligation for such a young bunch of untried students. SECTION I Item I: We, the Senior Class of I946, bequeath to the Juniors all of our tlents to publish an annual and all of the reserve funds that we can- not do away with. Unfortunately, we aren't going to leave any. Item II: We leave to the faculty our appreciation for them in trying to make us ladies and gentlemen. Item Ill: I, Dora Belle Green, do hereby will my athletic ability to Dorothy East. I, Glenn Augusta Swinford, Jr., leave my one-third of the mountain to William Wilson Winborne. l, Donald lLong-Distancel Chumley, will my extra height to Eugene ' Chunn. I, Arenton Alfred Hurst, leave my athletic figure and bossy ways to Ralph Cornelius. I, Clara East, will my beautiful figure to Doris Freeman. I, Leahman Edward Garrard, will all my Economics Notebooks to Robert lFrostyD Gene Nabors. I, Amiel Paschal Coley, will to Donald lRedl Smith my dancing talent. I, Billy Golden, request that Herston Alford has, as I did, a very easy time in school. I, Charles Brown, will my magnificent typing ability to Bobby lHonl Wharton. I, Mary Catherine Bearden, leave all my undying love of Shakes- peare's plays l Macbeth especiallyl to Billy Jo Johnston. I, Gladys Huie, leave Wayne Mullican to the wolverines of the Junior Class. . I, Wanda Weems, leave to Donald Quinn my position on the Annual Staff.

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CLASS PROPHECY Well, as time goes on this class has advanced into the realm of the mid- dle-aged. The years iust seem to go by one right after the other and before you know it you are established in your later years. Recently I took a trip over the country and as I passed a delapidated old farm, who should run out in his overalls but Bill IG. W.l Cassidy. Work- ing out in the back yard was his farm-hand, Jack Tumlin. The maid, Sarah Eiland, stuck her head out and shouted soups on. The butler, Bill Golden, was scampering about looking for the silverware. Mary Gilbert, Wylodine Griffith, Ann Breeclen, and Mardell Johnson were in the back yard chop- ping wood on the halves. I soon decided to leave. I drove into the nearest town and stopped at the traffic light. Standing there with his buttons gleaming was Charles Parker. He had been on the police force for about I5 years. He told me that Brelin Kidd was safely established in the grocery business. He also informed me Donald Chumley was the best math teacher that his children had ever had. His old school chum Charles Brown had ioined the Navy and was now a Vice-Admiral. He asked me if I wanted to go down the street to the city hall where John George has his office as tax collector. He said the Trombone Terror, Harold Pressley was performing at the Gem. I bade Charles good-bye and left for other parts of the country. Passing by Anderson's Lake, I saw Bernice Truitt, Dot Satterfield, Wanda Weems, and Melvaline Benefield taking their daily sun baths. Driving on, I soon came across Glenn Swinford, who was directing the men in the quarry to get all that big load of gravel off on the evening train. His secretary, Clara East, was very busy . . . as you know secretaries are IHUBBA-HUBBAI. I asked him for a iob and he said that he would put my name down. I was number 2,I33. As I continued my journey down the highway I passed a car full of nurses consisting of the Bearden sisters, Dora Green, Marie Gray, Helen Gregory, Gladys Huie, and Christine Heald. I was hoping that I would have a wreck so they could take me to the hospital. I saw Amiel Coley and he was driving a garbage truck which he had iust gotten ffor'his birthday. I saw Leahman Garrard out surveying land. It was growing dark and I decided to put up at a hotel. As I walked into the lounge I was amazed to see Shorty Sheffield and Christine Nichols hanging on the arms of two sailors. The clerk at the desk was Mary McClellan and she gave me very special rates on the things I ordered. I was catching the elevator and who should I see operating it but Nancy Miller. As I was walking up the hall to my room a long arm reached out and grabbed me by the throat. It was merely the house detective, George Moon. I found two attractive waitresses, Billie Lindsey and Ramona Townley, in the dining room. Tired, but happy, I retired to my bedroom for a peaceful night's rest. Sweet Dreams, ALFRED iAlfons0l HURST

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Sarah Elizabeth Eiland, leave my drape shape to Carolyn Lee East. Charles Parker, will my way to woo the women to Albert Hollings- worth. John Alton George, will to Eugene Gurley my photography ability. Mary McClellan, will to Doc Lumpkin my dreamy eyes. Harold Presley, bequeath to Billy Gene Foreman all of Stokowskee's music teachings. Frances Mardell Johnson, leave' to all of the girls in the class my old box of love letters. Gertrude Ann Breeden, sadly leave Charles Edward Phillips to the girls of G. H. S. for another year. Nancy Jean Bearden, leave to Gaynor Ables my quiet ways. Bernice Truitt, leave my old bookkeeping lessons to Ramona Marker. Billie Jean Lindsey, leave my red hair and fiery temper to Rovene McGlathery. A V Marie Gray, leave my quiet, boisterous, and friendly ways to Betty Jo Pruitt. Dorothy Satterfield, will to Betty Campbell my wolfish ways. lrene Sanders, leave to Catherine Alford my role of the ideal house- wife. Helon Dean Gregory, will all of my excess weight to Evelyn St. John. Wylodine Griffth, leave to Vernell Fordham my intelligence. Christine Heald, leave all matrimonial proceedings to Edith Roberts. Mary Elsie iShorty, Half-Pint, Tid-Bit, Sawed-Offi Sheffield, leave to- Muriel Daves my shorthand methods. Nancy Miller, bequeath to Mary Dell Wharton my love for service men. Christine Nichols, leave to Laura Simmons my big beauty salon. George Moon, will my ability to shoot the tall tales to Clarence Stonecypher. Christine Grant, bequeath to Billie Sims my horse and plow. Mary Vester Gilbert, will to Wilma Coker all my endearing young charms. Brelin Kidd, leave to Bobby Gray my ability to bluff Mrs. Powell.