Granite Quarry High School - Quarrier Yearbook (Granite Quarry, NC)

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I looked again, and as I looked I saw Mary Virginia Barringer and Annie Mae Trexler among the society circles of that far off time. Among those most fair to look upon were these two. My vision turned to the city of Faith and I could see Wentworth Beck was get- ting along greatly in his Radio Repair Business. ? As my vision traveled on, I beheld La Verne Shaw, head of one of the largest nurseries in the world. Another scene appeared, I saw Ray Coley, a leading chemist, working hard in his laboratory. Aleine Fulk, I can readily see, has become famous since she published her first sheet of music. I saw in the distance a great church. Within this church was Carl Holshouser. preaching before a large audience. The scene changed and, I saw Arnold Peeler settled down on a large farm, rais- ing children and potatoes. In the Commercial World, I saw Ruby Ritchie, Betty Jane Madures, Betty Peeler, and Dorothea Teague, all famous typists and secretaries. : While I pondered these things in my heart, the door of a house was opened before my vision, and I found a household made happy by a wonderful wife, Mildred Lippard. My soul rejoiced as I gazed on Mildred and I followed my Spirit of Proph- ecy further on its quest of the Things to Be. And as I watched the home lights die away, a swanky looking beauty parlor came to sight. Within I could see Peggy Lefler, head operator, beautifying the already beautiful Broadway stars. My vision was turned to some more wealthy members of our class. Billy John- son and Tommy Webb were made rich from raising pigs, peanuts, and potatoes. While yet feasting my eyes upon that sight I heard a roar above me and looking up, I beheld a silver-winged airplane. Inquiring, I found that Junior Putnam had made a great name for himself, for he was pilot of the plane and a second Lindbergh. Then I saw Bobbie Rogers and Johnnie Jones selling automobiles with the Chrysler firm. A “rushing count” will soon appear, and autos will no longer be their theme. Then I saw in a wonderful high school, there were three others members of our class who had won for themselves a place in the history of education. Standing in one of the classrooms was Betty Oddie, a noted French teacher. Then in the principal’s office, I saw that Floyd Lingle had won this honorable position; and standing in the office was Arlene Basinger, the high school nurse, who had been to Johns Hopkins Hospital and completed her training. And at the end of the street, I could see a beautiful university. Wathin was Mary Gladys Fisher, still in the field of education. She was working for her Ph.D. Degree. As I marvelled at all these things, a veil was drawn before my eyes, shutting out the vision of things to be, and I turned my eyes back to the things that are, sure that in all the days of the future only prosperity should come to the members of this, the Class of Forty-seven. MARY GLADYS FISHER, Prophetess

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— A. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY Listen, all ye men and women, faculty advisors and classmates! Listen to the words of your prophetess, who is now to tell you what hath been revealed unto her, just as it hath been declared. Lo! it hath come to pass that the veil of the future hath been rent in twain; and the spirit of prophecy hath descended from the spheres to surround one with her mystic power. Aye, it hath been given unto me to see strange visions of these, my classmates, in the years yet to be. Now, it happened when it was declared that the future of the class was to be placed in the hands of your prophetess to do with just as she wished, that she cried out in a loud voice saying, “Who am I that the future of this great and glorious class should depend on me?” A voice spoke to me saying, “Hear now my words. I will make myself known unto you in a vision.” Immediately there appeared unto me the Angel of Things to Come, who rolled back the curtain of the dim beyond and allowed me to gaze down the long vista of the years yet to be. As she drew back the curtain, she pointed, with her finger, down the street of a strange land and spoke to me saying, “Look! Listen! Prophesy unto the young men ana women of the Class of Forty- seven of Granite Quarry High School all that you here behold.” As I looked into the land of the future, I could see moving in the shadows the people once my classmates, now citizens of the world. I could see our beloved President, Harold Shepherd, an authority on parlia- mentary procedure. He has made great success in this field. Jimmy Cooke has become a millionaire with his famous Cartoon(ist) ability. In a class room I could see Rita Shaver teaching the A B C’s to many a boy and many a girl. Frances Holshouser reports for the Salisbury Post, a writer of whom we can boast. She got her training working hard on the Quarrier. M. G. Roseman, a great athlete, is found to be the World’s Greatest Basketball Champion. A beautiful city was brought to my vision, and I found therein Peggy Drye very successful in Hollywood. Lo, even as I turned away from this scene, I beheld a very familiar young man standing on a baseball diamond; and I recognized L. A. Foster playing ball for the New York Yankees. On the stage in Broadway I could see Betty Jo Fricke playing a leading part in “Life With Father.” Then I saw the beautiful city of Washington. Who was that Republican in office? Spencer Ennis! President of the U. S. A. Before my vision I could see one of our familiar stores, S. H. Kress Co., and I found therein Patricia Fisher, Manager. And what could | see on one of the office doors in Salisbury but, “J. W. McNeely, Lawyer.” Then I could see in more classrooms; Clara Livengood was teaching English, and Max Webb was teaching Agriculture.

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GRADUATING ATHLETES FRENCH CLASS Front row, left to right: Aleine Fulk, Carl Holshouser, Seated, left to right: Rita Shaver, Mary Gladys Fisher. Arlene Basinger, Mary Virginia Barringer, Betty Jo ; Ree p Fricke. L. A. Foster. Standing: Peggy Lefler, Mary Virginia Barringer, Miss Crowell (Teacher), Betty Oddie. Back row: Junior Putnam, J. W. McNeely, M. G. Roseman, Floyd Lingle. SHORTHAND CLASS OLD FRIENDS Standing: Mildred Lippard. J. W. McNeely, M. G. Roseman First row, left to right: Frances Holshouser, Dorothea eS Teague, Aleine Fulk, Betty Jo Fricke, Patricia Fisher. Second row: Peggy Drye, Annie Mae Trexler.