Greenbank High School - Mountain Breeze Yearbook (Greenbank, WV)

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I lo ¥o I, Neil Cassell, will my “falsetto” voice to Ehgene Teter. I, Hanley Ervin, will my football uniform to Hobby Dill. I, Frank Hamrick, will my laziness to Betty Lowe. I. Estell Hickman, will my place at the radiator to Kenny Shears. I, Edsel Hiner, will my cooking experience in Home Ec. to Gray Cassell. I, Leo Judy, will my name on the freshmen girls’ roll to some other romantic youth. I. Dale McLaughlin, will my place in the Hillsboro football game to some fortunate guy who can pass English. I. Donnie Meeks, will my bright shirts to Bruce Bosley saying, “Please use them”. 1. Keith Meeks, will my secret to get by in classes without studying to anybody who thinks he can carry on as w’ell as I have. I. George Plyler, will my “Etiquette Book” to Bub Sutton, hoping that he will make better use of it than l. I, Ben Poscover. will my “typing language to Peggy Lynn Shores so that Miss Parg will never feel lei down. . George Rexrode. will my experience in love-making to Don McLaughlin. I. Jerry Shears, will my all-around sportsmanship to Marlin. I. James Sheets, will my size 12 class ring to Bessie Nelson to w ear on two of her fingers. I, Robert Simmons, will my artistic talent to Miss Parg. I, Bob Tacy. will my “tall tales” to any other youth who can out-tell Mr. Blackhurst. I. Zane Taylor, will may talent for singing to Mr. Mosser. I. George Wilmoth, will my position as President of Vo-Ag to Richard Nottingham. I. Hubert Wright, will my freckles to James Puffenbarger.

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e Id A We, THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1950, after due consideration of our many attributes and effects which should be passed down to our underclassmen and faculty that they might be retained in our ALMA MATER, do hereby, make and affirm this, our Last Will and Testament, declaring all previous wills null and void. SECTION I Because of the love, patience, and guidance that has made this day possible, we, the Graduates of 1950, do sincerely will each shining hour of happy school life to our parents. SECTION II We, the graduates of 1950, will to our faculty and to those upon whom rests the responsibility of our education, safety, guidance, and well being, our four years of earnest (?) effort and the knowledge of the responsibilities which they endeavored to instill within us. SECTION IV We will to the Juniors, our aspiring successors, our “corner” on romance; the hall radiator. To the Sophomores, a constellation of persistant effort, all our happy, drowsy hours, with the sugges- tion, “Sleep Well”. To the Freshmen, babes in the woods, this motto, “Time Waits For No Man”. SECTION V IN TESTIMONY WHEREOF we, the said Graduating Class, do hereby cause this Will to be signed and sealed on this, the twenty-third day of March, A. D., 1950. I, Mary Alice Alderman, will my love for arguing to Betty Ruth Sheets. 1. Sarah Arbogast, will my matrimonial expectations :o Mary Barnasky. I, Hazel Brewster, will my muscle and brawn to TwKa Wenger. I, Ruby Cornette, will my weakness for falling down stairs to Peggy Lynn Shores. I. Juanita Dahmer, will my vim and vigor in cheerleading to Barbara Howell. I, Dorothy Dickenson, will my height to Faye Collins. I, Gloria Dean Eye, will my cackle to any hen that needs it. I, Ella Freeman, will my blonde hair to Mr. Harris. I, Nancy Harris, will my love for sports to Joanne Townsend. I, Evelyn Hertig. will my drum sticks to Betty Murphy. I, Jolene Kerr, will my love for Government class to some unfortunate junior. I. Betty Kincaid, will my English memory work to Frankie Collins. I, Sadie Lambert, will my position as chief mourner at all community funerals plus a sponge handkerchief to Johnny Hevener. I, Martha McCutcheon. will my scholastic abilities to Sue Sawyers. I, Carolyn Ryder, will my brain to the medical research department of West irginia University to l.nd out what makes it click. We, Anna and Edna Miller, will our positions as majorettes to Robert Ware and Steve Barnasky. I. Jessie Simmons, will my excess avoirdupois to Ma-y Wilfong. 1, Dallas May, will my ear for hillbilly music to Yvonne Gilmore. I, Helen Snyder, will my knack for acting to the next “widow” in love. I, Virginia Snyder, will a carload of my chewing gum to Miss Parg. I. Betty June Sutton, will my desire not to be an old maid to Mary Dare Doyle. I. Helen Taylor, will all my noise to the keeper of Bald Knob Fire Tower with the instructions that he keep it so that it will never bother Greenbank again. I, Hilda Townsend, will all my worn out dresses to Katherine Simmons. I, Jewell Wilfong, will my “F’s” in English to Mr. Blackhurst for Hank Dickenson. I, Ruby VanDevander. will to the girls of G. H. S. a book entitled. How To Get and Keep Husbands”. I, Glenna Wooddell. will my experience in the restaurant to Anna Mae Moore. I. Clara Dahmer. will my pleasing personality to Thelma Jo Gum. I, Billy Brock, will my meek and shy personality to Johnny Brown. I, Lawson Cassell, will my graduating gown to Jackie Cromer with an extra yard of material in case Jackie grows a little.

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PRCPHECf IT’S 1975! My flying saucer “The Century”, is Prepared for my long journey to renew old acquaint- ances cf the class of ’50. Stepping into the flying saucer. I find Leo Judy is the aviator. We decided our first step would be New York City. Arriving there, the first thing catching my eye was the “The Miner Dress Shop with a sign reading “Two For the Price of One. We then stopped at the “Wilmoth Snack Bar (owned anil operated by our ole’ friend George) for lunch. Waiting on us was a young lady whom we soon recognized as Jewell Wilfong. but my how she had changed. She would now tip the scales at about -» • We remarked about the change and was soon informel that she had been using Doctor Poscover’s reducing tablets. (Poor Ben still making mistakes). Picking Up the “New York Times” we discovered that Zane Taylor was the editor, quite an advance from editor and chief of the the Golden Eagle. V e turned to tje sports page to find Nancy Harris as sports editor, and these headlines. “Cassell (Lawson) and 'lacy Make “All-American.” Again boarding our flying saucer. We were in Washington. The first place we visited in Washington was the National Art Gallery. There we saw some of the paintings of our famous Robert Simmons. Of course, we know just the place in Washington where most of the Class of ’50 would be. the capitol. On our wav to the capitol we saw' many interesting things. First, was the Hertig Sock Factory, with a sign reading “Speciality: Hand-Knit Red Socks with Pleats. Next we stopped at the offices of the F. B. I. to see that Ella Freeman had a very prominent position as private secretary to Mr. J. Edgar Hoover. After this visit, we passed the Kerr Music Store. We noticed the speciality of the week was “Trumpets with Non-Striking Valves . Later, stopping at the Congressional Library, we met one of our classmates. Dorothy Dickenson, still holding down the position as librarian. Since we had a few minutes before Congress was to convene, we asked if she knew' the whereabouts of some of our classmates. She told us that Ruby Mullenax had just been chosen as America’s Ideal Housewife and that Dallas May had just returned from her trip to Italy with her husband. The surprise of all was that Helen Taylor really got married and was teaching her children to be auctioneers (they got that “gift of gab naturally). She also told us that George Rexrode’s first picture “Love fit Bjorn was now showing at the Capitol and the singing star was Mary Alice Alderman. She had just received a letter saying that Clara Dahmer and Rub» Cornette were making very successful housewives and that Sadie Lambert wras now on the teaching stall of G. H. S. as a physical education teacher. We had spent entirely too much time with Dorothy, so we hustled on to the capitol. We arrived just in time to hear Senator Wiliam Brock quote his dear English teacher. Mr. Blackhurst. “A truth that’s told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent. The next Senator was Dale McLaughlin, asking the senate to grant Hubert Wright a patent on his new discoveiy, “The Wright (Right) Freckle Remover”. As we left the capitol. we discovered that Frank Hamrick was elevator boy and his ole’ pal. Donny Meeks, was just riding up an down with him. Catching a cab to return to our flying saucer, there came the greatest risk of our trip—Keith Meeks was the cab-driver. We were surprised to learn that Keith now owned the “Meek Cab Service. Again boarding our flying saucer we were bound for Chicago. At our destination, the first person we chanced to meet was none other than oui old friend Hanley Ervine. who was now owner of Men’s Best Clothing Store. Talking to Hanley, we again learned the whereabouts of a few more of our classmates. W’e were informed that Betty June Sutton was now writing “The Lovelorn Column for the Chicago Daily News and that George Plyler had also become famous with his sensational book. “How To Get Out Of Work . W’e were also happy to learn that Jerry Shears had made the riffle and was now coach at Notre Dame. As we ventured down the street we saw Juanita Dahmer pedaling supplies for W’ard and Hamman. W’e also learned that Hazel Brewster was the newest sensation in baseball, (we always knew that Hazel would make a hit.) On our way back to the air- port we stopped at the Hickman-Hiner Ice Cream Company, to see that they w’ere still using the same old recipes they had in Miss Post’s Home Ec Class, and making a fortune at it. Again on our w'ay, we were Reno bound. In this city, we hoped to complete our trip. At the airport w'e found James Sheets as head of the Aeronautics Board, and Helen Snyder as his private secretary. Riding into Reno w e passed the Meek Meat Packing Company, entering here we w'ere greeted by Carolyn Ryder, who was the manager. She informed us that Sara Arbogast owned a local establishment and is giving advice to unsuspecting young men on how to win the palpitating heart of shy and bashful young women, and that Betty Kincaid was in Cali- fornia selling hair dye. and sure hair grower. Landing at the Reno Airport, we were met by a motley group: “real cowboys and “Injuns inviting us to “Lazy Bones Ranch . Gratefully, we accepted and found this dude ranch quite a place. The manager, resplendent in picturesque attire, greeted us with a friendly gesture, and here, we found our old friend. Neal Cassell, “the greatest dude of them all! “Wait till you see the Queen of the Rodeo, he said. And surprised we were that afternoon to see our old friend Hilda Townsend, riding the fiery mustang as she delicately sipped a cup of tea. Tiring of this unusual excite- ment.. we found refuge in a nearby shaded seat, only to be interrupted by a voice ordering us off the grass and “I mean PRONTO , it said. Turning we saw' Jessie Simmons, the keeper of the beautiful grounds Later, under a romantic moon, we watched a South American dance specialty, billed as “Glorioska’s Glad- licks . After the entertainment, the leader came up to greet us and we were expecting surprises, so this one wasn't too much. Of course, it was an old friend. Gloria Dean Eye. She told us that she had been visiting Martha McCutcheon at her South American home “Las Sienes . Martha had married a South American tobacco king and had forsaken native shores. On the way to our cabin, we met a tall woman walking her cats. As we veered off to avoid a climbing claw, we recognized our friend, Glenna Wooddell in the West for adventure.