Goshen High School - Memories Yearbook (Goshen, VA)

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DOROTHY CONNER Dot She is a happy-go-lucky girl with sparkling brown eyes and a big smile for everyone, Who? Why Dot of course. Who else could have such a fine disposition and so many friends? She shall always be remembered by everyone at G. H. S. 4-H Club 1, if French Club 33 Basket- ball 1, 2, 3, 4g Literary Society 1, Z, 3, 4g Athletic Association 1, Z, 3, 43 Glee Club 1, Z, 3, 43 Treasurer of Clas s 3, 4g Pre sidentof Literary Society 43 President of Class 13 Hobby Club Z. 8111015 WILLIAM HOSTETTER, JR. Junior Junior, an athlete , has shownhis ability in playing ball throughout his four years of high school. His play- ing has displayed such ability that We are led to believe that success will be attained in whatever interest he may cultivate in life beyond school days. If talent is applied, we perhaps might find him some time in the near future that successful contractor which he would love so much to be. Baseball 1, Z, 3, 43 Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4g Soccerball 1, Z5 Football 1, 23 Lit- erary Society 1, Z, 3, 43 Softball 1, 2, 3, 4g Class President Z, 33 Vice-Pres- ident of Class 4. 1 . i. :' , In K - 'li i

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6'l1l0l'S CLAIN POWELL Mouse This young man is very studious in school and liked by all, Who is he? Clain Powell of course, and a good friend to all. Glee Club 1, 2, 35 Literary Society 1, Z, 3, 45 Senior Play 3, 45 Basketball 3, 45Softball 45 Soccerball l, Z5 Foot- ball 35 Vice-President of Class 35 Room Chairman 45 Baseball 45 Hobby Club 3. 'ii ' . f V suurls BETTY VAN BUREN Shorty Whenever you see a blonde with big blue eyes walking through the halls of G, H, S., you know that it is Betty. She is little in size but big in heart. lf you don't think she has friends and is popular look in the Who's Who! We say from our hearts, may luck and success in unbound measure be yours! 4-H Club 1,25 French Club 35 Lit- erary Society l, Z, 3, 45 Softball 1, 2, 3, 45 Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 45 Class Program Chairman Z, 35 Hobby Club 25 Class Secretary 45 Annual Staff 45 Volleyball 1, 2, 3, 4.

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6145.9 Prophecy Everyone has heard of a telescope, a micro- scope and even cinemascope, but how many have everheard ofa future scope ? This unique invent- ion of science was unknown to me, until a few weeks agowhen I had the privilege of visiting one ofthe largest planetariums in the East. I was so fascinated by the predictions of this instrument that I released all my charms upon its demon- strator and secured the use of the futurescope for fifteen minutes. Could I solve my problem of class prophet in so short a time? Nothing like trying ! Lest one precious moment should slip by forever lost to posterity, I seized the instrument with both hands and screamed into the mouth- piece the names of my classmates, one by one. To my amazement I was in a well-appointed office-room in downtown New York. Behind the desk sat an efficient looking executive whose face seemed familiar. Could that be Junior Hostetter, the boywhom I sat behind my senior year in high school? It was he, all right-the president of one of the largest contracting firms in the United States. A slight shift of the futurescope dis- played a neat, attractive blond on his right. Her face, too, looked familiar and no wonder! It was our own Betty Van Buren, who had sat across the aisle from me our last year at G. H. S. She was trying to contact one of their branch offices. Just then the futurescope made the connection andI beheld a similar office in Chicago. The well- groomed, efficient young lady receiving the mes- sage was none other than Charlotte Dill. In clear pleasant tones she was relaying Betty's message to her manager. An order simply had to go thr- ough to their factory. Flash! And whom did I see on the receiving end this time? Our patient and dependable Clain Powell, who was now at the head of the order department of one of the lar- gest factories in Detroit. Iglanced at my watch. Two thirds of my time was gone! I simply had to hurry if I were to find out what had happened to Elizabeth Ann and to learn something of my own future. Almost instantly I was in the nation's cap- itol, leaning against the railing in the balcony of the Library of Congress and looking down at the busy throng below. A tall, slender girl moved methodically among the stacks, gleaning infor- mation here and there for Congressmen and stu- dents at their de sks. Why it really was Elizabeth Ann! Her hopes and dreams at last were real- ized! Less than two minutes left! What could I learn of myself in that time? The futurescope glowed as it had never glowed before! Isaw a little white cottage nestled in the hills of my na- tive Rockbridge County. A smiling mother stood in the doorwaywaving good-by to two happy young- sters on their way to school. Just then the in- strument became a mirror, and my own image was reflected from that doorway! Could this be my future ? lhad always heard this was the great- est career a woman could have and why should I wish for more? Gong! GG went the bell on the corridor clock. My time was up! Reluctantly, I stepped from my position be- fore the futurescope- awiser and more thoughtful senior of 1954. Dorothy Conne r 6111.-ss History In 1951 we entered the freshman class with fifteen members who soon caught on to the busy ways of high school life. The following year we lost six of our mem- bers, but we were joined by Billy Tolley and Junior Hostetter, giving us an enrollment of eleven. In our junior year we only had nine mem- bersto carry on. That year we presented a play, 'The Signing of the Constitution , during Con- stitution Week. We dressed up in colonial cos- tumes and wore wigs. Clain Powell took part in Pride and Prejudice, the Senior Play. The girls acted as ushers and danced the minuet. The entire class took part in three one-act plays, presented by the high school. That same year we ordered our class rings, which made us very happy, but we were sorry to lose Billy Tolley, James Wright and Ellen Bayne bringing our en- rollment back down to seven. This year we began with seven members, but by the end of the first six weeks we had lost Marie Burke. Betty Van Buren