Glenwood High School - Nushka Yearbook (Glenwood, NC)

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PROPHECY You can ' t imagine how excited I was when the manager of the professional basketball team of which I was captain told us that we would play an exhibition game in Asheville. North Carolina. I had been playins with the Chicago Kit- tens for ten years and had not seen any of my classmates from Glen wood dui-ing that time. The family had written mc bits about various folks, but I was hung y for a good old gos- sip session with the gang, so when we reached Asehville I got a lew days ofT to run over to see the toiks and to catch up on things. Befoi ' c catching the bus I decided to stop for limch. I had no idea of seeing anyone quite so soon, but there, eating lunch also, were Jeanette Lawing and Bonnie Jean Eplee who were catching the bus to 20 home after a hard week in their beauty salon. The big suiprise. however. v.-as to find thai our bus di ' iver was Frank Wilkerson. When we i-eached the bus tenninal in Marion we went inside, accompanied by Fi-ank. and who should be the wait- ress but Florence Poteat We all had a cup of cofTee and then chatted a while; then I journeyed on my way. While I was going down the street whom should I meet in fiont of Woolwoi lh s but the former Dorothy Burton, now Mrs. Guy Wells, and their two little red-headed children. Guy is now the owner of an ABC store ;n West Asheville. They told mo that Ruby and Willette Holland are teaching at the Glcnwood College. Thev also told me of Ruby Shell, who recently left foi- California to see her hu band. Admii-al James L. Ferguson. I went into Ivey ' s then. Thev had told me I would find Willie Swan thei e. She is designing clothes for Faye Mar- lowe, now a famous mc.vie star. Willie told me of her recent divorce from Don Silver and of Den ' s marriage to Ann Sim- mons. Ann IS now c ' .n opera singer foj- Kay Kyscr at WBBO. As wc went out of Ivey ' s who should slam the door in my face but Grady Hogan who told mo he is now a profes- sional boxei at Madison Square Gai ' den and is fighting for the world ' s hea ' yweight championship next week. Grady told me his old friend H. D. Monteith is now the owner of a large lumber company in Seattle, Washington. After leaving Grady, a familiar name caught my eye. On a sign hanging over a door was the name Helen Thompson. and below weie the words Get thin tu music — Records for

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ASS OF 49 T n T io officers were- President. Ruby Holland: Vicc-Presi- Ovr junior sponsor was Mrs. L-ui a Gent The oRice s . y . acnt. Bclty Jo Sprinkle: f ' - J Tj M .n the h.gh school auditorium The Hrst was the junior play entitled. ' , 1 ; .J ' f. pl,v was spent on our second proj- bv the American Legion. Gardener. Dwighl Beny. and Dorothy Mashburn. Mae Swann, Thelma Smnmons. Ethel Cab e Ruth f ' ' 2 c-ul Bliesner. Lois Garck ner. Dw.ght bmn Juanita Rev.s. Marl.e BiuoerstalT. Jm. Ferguson, and Betty Jo Spuukle. BettWo Sprin Simmons. Georgia Wheeler, and Florence Ledlord. J.m Ferguson. Harold Nelson. J. C. Gibson and Franklin Gilliam are m the navy, and Fred Daye and Kenneth Arrowood arc serving in the army. Mrs Laura Gentry is our sponsor again this year. to reach this peak, ana at la t n c ai c c osmhk . individual HELEN THOMPSON

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PROPHECY ;ik- inside. While lalkiiie lo Hek ' ii. I leaincd thai Lcroy Walker and his guitar are now very famous and that Lcroy has made sev jral popular i-eccrdings. I crossed the street then, and there directing the traffic was none othci- than Roy Poteal. He told me Edith Evans is now the ownei ' of Gladdeu ' s Cafe and Betty Ann Bowman is assistant manager at Belk ' .-;. As I strolled on down the street I decided to stop at the dru! store to pass the time away. While I was sitting there, absorbed in thoughts of yes- tei ' day. I decided that the little short soda jerk must be Laura Ann Green, and. nue to my decision, she was. She told me that .Iimmy Wise and Cecil Lau£»hridt?e were lix ' mg lives of bachelorhood in the hills of Tennei scc and were very well contented. This conversation soon ciuiie to an end. and I was on my way. Since the evening was all r.nne and I had nothing to do. 1 decided to stop at the museum and browse about a bit. You can ' t miagine my astonishment to find that its owner was one of my dear classniates. Dons Whitener. She and I discussed our school days to the fullest extent: then I was on my way again. Well, my visit in Marion had to come to an end. and I had to make my way back to AsheviUe. I ci ' lled a cab to take me to the bus station, and. behold, when I sat down who should be in the cab but Mamie Lewis, who was going home after a hard day ' s work at the First National Bank, and who . ihould be the cab drivel ' but Jimmie Lawing. We talked for a while about our old school days, and the good times we had at Glenwood High. The more we talked, the more there was to talk about. Finally. Jim told me that Annie Ray is now a basketball coach at Mais Hill College. Annie was good at basketball w hile in school, but I thought graduation would be the end of her ball career: ho ' e er. she still seems to be as spry and energetic as she did almost ten years ago. After seeing and talking to all of my classm.ates I rem.einbered that ] had heard nothing about Anna Belle Ledford: so I was curious and asked Mamie about hei. She told me Anna Belle was still working at Rose 5c 10c Store. As I climbed aboard my bus and traveled toward Ashe- villc. I could not help being sobered by the reflection of how scattered we had become in ten brief years. SARAH JANE MARLOW