Goldston High School - Gold Stone Yearbook (Goldston, NC)

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Lani ill auth Elentament State of North Carolina, Chatham County Town of Goldston We, the Royal Class of 1948 of Goldston High School of the aforesaid state and county, being of sound and disposing mind and memory and fully realizing the uncertainty of life and the certainty of our departure from this school, hereby make and declare this our last will and t6Stal'!'l6I'lT,. I Article I To Mr. Cullipher, to Mrs. Byerly, and to our faculty, we will and bequeath our love and sincere appreciation of their efforts for our mental and moral developments. Article II To the Juniors, we bequeath our privileges and our responsibilities. Article I II To the Sophomores, we bequeath our places in the typing department. - To the A Article IV Freshmen, we bequeath our dignity and the record we have made, with the suggestion that they make the most of these bequests. We Section Section Section Section Section to use. Section Section Section Section Section 10. Section 11. Section 12. Section 13. Section 14. Section 15. Section 16. Section 17. Section 18. Section 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 19. Section 1. Section 2. Witnesses: Article V bequeath our individual personal property as follows: w Princess Marietta Gates leaves her studiousness to Edwin Elkins. Princess Margie Poe leaves her curly hair to Marlyn Wilkie. Prince J. L. Campbell leaves his ability to play baseball to J . C. Burke. Princess Ollie Seagroves leaves her place on the basketball team to Irene Seagroves. Prince Charlie Fields leaves his chuckle to Howard MacMillan, with instructions as Princess Betty Gaines leaves her attractiveness to Savannah Harris. Prince John Reynolds Harris leaves his school bus to Billy Joe Harris. Princess Millicent Beal leaves her ability to sing to Polly Moses. Prince John Wilkie, Jr. leaves some of his height to Norman Oldham. Princess Mary Ruth Wilson leaves her ability to take life calmly to Ruth Griflin. Prince John Kilmer Cheek leaves his place in the Beta Club to Floyd Caviness. Inez Oldham leaves her good posture to Johnie Jean Dowdy. Daisy Jourdan leaves her ability to type to Wilma Rosser. Delores Gaines leaves her sweetness to Jean Cheek. Joy Ruth leaves her popularity to Eleanor Kirkman. Princess Princess Princess Princess Prince John Walter Goldston leaves his place on the basketball team to Phillip Gaines. Princess Mariel Griffin leaves her quietness to Gracie Mae Jones. Prince Theron Oldham leaves his broad shoulders to Elbert Pilkington. John Henry Oldham leaves his voice to Charles Barber. Article VI W-e hereby appoint Mariel Griffin the s-ole guardian of this will. Signed and sealed in witness thereof by the Class of 1948. fSignedi THE ROYAL CLASS or 1948 Betty Gaines Daisy Jourdan John Reynolds Harris Page Twelve

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81444 Jain It was a bright day in September of 1944 when our court of thirty-five princes and princesses began a journey to the land of Education. With the name of Freshman in the first mile of our journey, we selected as leaders: Margie Poe, President, John Reynolds Harris, Vice-Presidentg De- lores Gaines, Secretary and Treasurer. For most of us this was an eventful and successful mile, however, many began to make excuses: The first said, I am poor in health, therefore, I can go no further . Another said, I must needs toil at home, therefore, I must turn back . A third said, I am dull and cannot learn. I beg thee have me excused! Still another said, 'fl am going to be mar- ried, and therefore I need go no further . So thus did the members of our court decrease until there were only twenty-one at the beginn- ing of our second mile. We had now begun the big show of our journey under the name of Sopho- mores with Marietta Gates, Presidentg Kilmer Cheek, Vice-President: and Millicent Beal, Secre- tary and Treasurer. In this exciting mile our members really became active. Some joined the basket- ball team, many were -student librarians and lunchroom workers, others were members of the Student Council. Eight of us went through two of the most horrible days of all our journey-initi- ation into the Beta Club. Nevertheless, in September of 1946 we began our third mile with more zeal and ambition to succeed. A new member, joining our court at this point, increasing our number to twenty-two. For our leaders we chose: Millicent Beal, President, Delores Gaines, Vice-President, and Margie Poe, Secretary and Treasurer. We realized that our journey was growing harder, yet more excit- ing. It was on this mile that we received our class rings. They came just before Christmas and seemed like a Christmas present, except they weren't free. A rather memorable event was -the ban- quet we gave the class of '47. The Dutch theme was carried out in all our decoration plans, and with Millicent Beal as toastmistress, everyone seemed to enjoy the occasion. Hurrah! Our last mile was reached! Realizing that we were nearing the land of Education, our excitement grew keener and we traveled under the name of Seniors with a new seriousness. Margie Poe became president of our court, while -Ollie Seagroves became Vice President, Joy Ruth W - Yr Secretary and Kilmer Cheek was our Treasurer. Our motto was Not Sunset but 37 Dawn, lj colors were green and white, and our fllower was the red rose. During these four weary miles to the land of Education, several outstanding honors were bestowed upon the members of our court. Margie Poe won third place in the state in the National Forestry Contest. Ollie Seagroves won the local recitation medal. John Reynolds Harris and John Kilmer Cheek won the local declamation award. Marietta Gates was editor of our paper, and Delores Gaines was editor of the Goldstone. Our members were officers of the Beta Club, the 4-H Club and the Student Council, while others were bus drivers and lunchroom workers. And so the history of our journey ends, our memories cease, and we look to the future with great expectations. Joi-IN KILMER CHEEK, Historian Page Eleven

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MASEUTS 3? pigs? Sgiiili JEFF HINESLY, MARY EMZABETH SEAGROVES CLASS POEM 'Twas the night before Commencement Day And hard as they would try, Not one of our lively Senior Class Could sleep or close an eye. You may ask Why all this wakefulness. Imagine your elation If you had worked hard and won the prize Of 'Queen of Education . 'Twas the clay for the coronation. Though they miss them we guess, All the teachers were quite happy with The Seniors' great success. Though nonchalant they appeared to be, Tears were not hard to find When they had diplomas in their hands And left classmates behind. A merry class, a praise-Worthy class Look for a happy fate, For there'll never be another like The Class of Forty-Eight. Inez Oldham Class Poet Page Thirtern