Griffith High School - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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Gentry’s Racing Stables was still standing but was not operated by Joann any longer since she had written The Horse I Love,” best seller of ’52. Ruby Casey had built quite a business for herself at her little kindergarten in Winston-Salem and was surrounded by twenty-five squirming little kiddies. Bobby Welborn had become a justice of the peace and was doing a thriving business. Julia George was being presented in a piano recital at Carnegie Hall. B. H. Bowles, Henry White, and Bob Thompson had made a fortune with a book they had just completed, 100,000 Excuses for a High School Boy to Leave School.” Charles Brown had won a national medal for his new atomic plane model and was living in ease in Washington. Glenn Northrop had hung out his shingle a few years after his graduation and was fast climbing the ladder of success as a dentist by giving his patients laughing gas. Jack Cranford had made a decided change in stature to become the North Carolina heavy¬ weight champion. Wilma Everhart, Emma Williams, and Caroline Mock had finished Appalachian State Teachers College and were members of the faculty of the Pope’s School for Beautiful Girls. Founder of the institution, Red” Pope, was up to his lovely ears in lovely ladies. Montez Swaim, Barbara Mock, Joann Smith, and Evalina McCuiston were celebrities; their singing was requested in all theatrical spots; they were currently appearing at the Stork Club. Connie Smith had become top model for the Powers Agency and gave be tall” as her secret for success. Nancy Moore had become a designer at Saks, Fifth Avenue, and had charge of all of Connie’s clothing. Louise Shouse had won fame in becoming the first woman sheriff of Forsyth County. Under the new principalship of Willie Ragsdale, Griffith High School had employed a psychiatrist to treat the senior class; Jimmy Tesh had been elected to the spot. Biltmore Dairies had expanded greatly under the keen eye of manager Billy Joe Lakey. Shumate Davis had continued his music lessons and was now director of the Moravian Easter Band. Mae Long had moved to Burlington in order to keep a keen outlook on the citizens of that town. Fickle Bill Donaldson was still playing the field, and Jack Combs still turned down the many requests of young ladies to ride in his lovely Plymouth. Ivey White had become a detective and was still trying to solve the mystery of the fiery sweater. Marie Speaks had gone to Hollywood to teach young stars her unique laugh. Jeanette Teague had become traveling secretary for our retired senior sponsors: Mrs. Liven- good, who had left the teaching profession in order to manage her South Fork Plantation, and Mrs. Swift whose husband had made such a large success in the hair tonic business that she had left teaching in order to spend a few of their many millions. And then, as I had exhausted our senior roll, the thought came to me that in ’52 we had been as the moon, fifty-seven lives shining as a unit; now we were fifty-seven stars—each in its own right and each shedding its own light. It was sad to think that we were not so close as we had been, but it was comforting to know that as yet no star had fallen from our sky. 27 FAY KNOUSE.

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PROPHECY The golden sun began its nightly journey to its resting place, and the quiet of evening fell around the shoulders of the earth as if it were a tender prelude for the moon and stars that were to follow. Slowly the moon ascended to its heavenly throne and each twinkling star took its appointed place. The peace and quiet of this summer evening of ’62 penetrated the shell of forgetfulness that ten years had built about my mind; and as I gazed into the celestial arrangements, each glittering star portrayed the life of a fellow senior of ’52. Venus, the goddess of love had taken her toll of that senior class. Even before graduation three of our midst had been married. Florence Holder was a solid supporter of the Griffith P. T. A. since her children had started to Griffith. Lloyd Lyons was still happily married to his lovely mate. Betty Jo Parks, another married senior, was living a quiet life in her Ardmore mansion. Bill had made millions in the United States Army and had already retired. Mary Lee Beale and Johnny had put another ring with the diamond she had worn in her senior year. They were good neighbors of Shirley Myers and her husband Ed. Betty Martin, Patsy Inscore, and Homer Widener had also said their vows in the summer of ’52, and were living in little white houses with picket fences to keep the kiddies at home. What could have been more surprising than to see our quiet boy of ’52 Roy Beckerdite, com¬ pletely revised, giving G. B. Myers a tough race for the Mayorship of Winston-Salem? The former Barbara Myers, who had married a sailor soon after her graduation, was making a tour of her old home town as Mrs. America of 1962. Virginia Davis and Pat Thompson were living in style in a New York penthouse and occupied their busy days with playing canasta. J. C. Robinson had become sole owner of Purity Market. Ruby Shaw had become a famous comic strip artist. Her friend, Jane Snyder, had also become famous as a surgeon at a local vetenary hospital. Policeman Don Hunter was working hand in hand with the warden of the state pen, Jimmy Welborn. It was rumored that Mr. Welborn would soon be released from his position because so many people were trying to get into the penitentiary—just to hear his jokes. Aldine Wilkins had pursued his studies after leaving Griffith and now was professor of physics at Oxford University. Bobby Mahaffey was world renowned as the greatest broken-field runner in the nation and Joe Bill Davis was his private photographer. Mary White and Aldine Snyder had remained on their farms and held daily conferences over their back yard fences. Fay Thomas and Flora Mahaffey had gone into the bakery business after discovering their talents for cake baking in their senior year. 26

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SENIOR Emma Williams - - Don Hunter Best Looking Fay Knouse - - Bobby Welborn Most Likely to Succeed