Goldsboro High School - Gohisca Yearbook (Goldsboro, NC)

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JUST S E N I O R S Lucy Mettrude Wise - Lucy has great ambitions. Not all of them are for her own self, though. She forsees a great future for her Old North State. She ' s very fond of history and Wrigley ' s . Robert Lyles Zealy zealy Class President, 13; Sophomore Editor, Tarpttur, ' 24; Football, ' 23, ' 24, ' 2?; Baseball, ' 24, ' 25; Junior Play, ' 25; Editor-in-Chief Memory Book, ' 26. Robert is one of these mixtures of personality hard to explain. He is conscientious in the performance of school duties, and prompt and regular in attend- ance to everything. He never uses two words where one will do; his good humor is so unfailing, his assistance so ready, his style so amusing, that most folks find him altogether hkable. Well, he ' s just a good fellow all the way through. As quarter- back of the teams of ' 24 and ' 25 he displayed won- derful football ability and on more than one occasion has he caused the side-lines to gasp in awe at a first in ten when a gain seemed utterly impossible.

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JUST SENIORS George Dewey Thompson Vice-President of Class, ' 24; Junior Play, ' 25. How George ever passes oral English, we don ' t know; ' cause every time he gets up to recite, he can- not resist the temptation to laugh. He is so full of fun that the photographer couldn ' t even get a ser- ious picture of him for this book. If you embarrass him, he blushes sweetly and shows a little dimple in his cheek. He ' s a good sport, good natured, and always looks on the bright side of things. Louise Josephine Thompson Louise IS one of the fe fr who do not mind work. She is very accommoda ng and always does her best to help whenever galled upon. She has given val- uable aid to the write-up committee. William Toler OrchesN , ' 24Y25, ' 26. Willie, one 91 our most talented musicians, is the unorcTVffffed kjfig of bashful blushing. Ask him my thing H»a- ou ' ll get the answer with a blush that ' s the env f all the girls. Fannie Marie Willis Secretary Class, ' 2 ; Junior Play, ' 25; Athletic Asso- ciation, ' 25; President Latin Club, ' 25. There ' s no coolness about this Fan. She ' s just a good old jWarm-hearted girl. When she came here a strangei two years ago, she dived right into school activities, jdoing her part and steadily gaining friends. Her Hobb-y is to ride in trucks. ■• IPage 20 -

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JUST SENIORS J isJtorp of ttje Clasisi of ' 26 CLASS historian ! My, what a job had been thrust upon me ! I realised this more fully when I glanced at the clock on the mantel, only to find that two hours had passed since I sat down at my desk with this momentous task staring me in the face. And with what result — only the waste ' basket, at my side, filled to the brim with unfinished beginnings. Somehow it seemed impossible for me to recall the facts of our high school life. I gave a sigh of dispair as I crumpled up another sheet of paper in disgust and wearily glanced around my study. The room was certainly suitable for the writing of the class history, for practically everything in it was closely connected with old G. H. S. In one corner of the room stood the book-case, literally filled with my old text books; over the mantel was the blue and white pennant of G. H. S. ; and on the table were my kodak and a scrap-book crammed with things collected during m yHigh School career. At length my eyes stopped at a stack of old Tarpiturs on my desk. Here was the result of the work and toil of past historians, and now it was up to me to add another volumne to that collection — the history of the famous class of ' 26. I could appreciate to the fullest those records, indicative of many hours of mental anguish on the part of the authors. At the end of this survey I realised that the house was deathly quiet and then I remembered that everyone else had gone to bed, leaving me undisturbed to my work. How I envied them snug in their beds, for I also was tired and sleepy. I dropped my head down on my desk to give my weary brain a much needed rest, when suddenly the scene completely changed. I saw myself in the midst of a group of boys and girls, all laughing and talking. Why there was Pie Smith;thenas I looked again I realised that it was the dear old class of ' 26 with just a few exceptions. But somehow they all looked different; what was the matter? Why they seemed so much younger. Just as I was puz2;ling over this, I heard a group of older boys and girls as they passed by laugh and say, Law, look at the Freshmen: aren ' t they tiny? And then it suddenly dawned on me that I was a Freshman again. Was I sorry? No, I was thrilled to death ! Just at this time, the scene changed and I beheld us all trooping into the building and going into Miss Kornegay ' s room. There we listened eagerly to her, patiently explaining the mysteries of the unknown and advising us, who so terribly needed advice, how to make the most of our high school life. The scene shifted again and I saw us starting off our career with a vim, for we were giving a party in the auditorium to the teachers. We always were a diplomatic bunch, and this time we had managed to kill two birds with one stone — get on the good side of the teachers and have a grand time all in one. The scenes began to pass rapidly now and I soon saw us all gathered around a big bonfire roasting weenies. Well do I remember the picture of that good time! The next thing I knew a dark cloud had arisen on the otherwise clear horizon and every- thing became pitch dark. What did it mean? Exams of course; I should have known it. Even exams couldn ' t down us, for the majority of us managed to get by — even if it was by the skin of our teeth, and everything became bright and sunny again. Mr. President, honorable judges, and most worthy opponents ! Yes, there was our class in the midst of the debates ; losing once and winning once ' 26 showed the rest of the school that it had to be taken into account. •4 Page 22