Hardin Reynolds Memorial School - Reynolda Echo Yearbook (Critz, VA)

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CLASS PROPHECY Ten years have elapsed since the class of ’38 graduated. I, formerly Irene Lawerence, a ’38 graduate of H.R.M.S., having married a wealthy man, decided to tour the United States by air on my honeymoon. After securing an airplane and pilot, we made preparations to start on our journey. When we reached the airport, imagine my suprise when I saw that James Grady, then head pilot of the airport in Critz, Virginia, was to pilot our plane. We left Critz June 15, 1948, and flew to Durham, N. C. There an accident oocured and my husband was slightly injured. Oh, what a terrible disaster to befall a couple on their honejimoon! We carried him to Duke Hospital and there 1 saw Vera Baron, the head nurse. She had graduated from Duke University and entered training, in a short time she had worked herself up to the position of head nurse. I also saw Virginia Hodnett, who, after completing a secretarial course at Roanoke College, entered into training at Duke and was rapidly taking her place as one of the most eii.cient nurses. After my husband was discharged from the hospital, we continued our journey. We next went to Nashville, Tennessee, and one evening while my husband was resting, I called the Nolen Beauty Shoppe and asked if I could get an appointment for a wave and a manicure. The manager answered the telephone and said that I could come down immediately. I thought the voice sounded slightly l ' aimilar, but as I was not acquainted with any¬ one in Nashville as far as I knew, I dismissed the thought from my mind. When I reached the beauty parlor and opened the door 1 came face to face with ' my old school mate, Pauline Nolen, then owner and manager of the best beauty parlor in Nashville. Before we left Nashville, my pilot and I went to get a mech¬ anic to look over the plane as we wanted no more accidents. The pilot said that he had heard of a man in Nashville who was good at mechanical work. We went to the man’s otlice and I was astonished to see Otis Craddock, a graduate of ’38. He had taken training in mechanical work, and was at this time con¬ sidered one of the best airplane mechanics in the south. Having had our plane put into condition, we left that eve¬ ning for Arkansas, our next state to explore. We landed in Lit- V V V7 7 7 V V 7 7 V V7 V7 7 V 7 V 7 V V

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7 y v 7 V 7 V7 V V7 7 V7 7 V 7 V7 V V V V V tie Rock, but since nothing exciting or interesting happened, we went on into Texas, the adjoining state. I was interested in find¬ ing out who owned the largest cattle ranch in Texas, so I could visit it. We landed at the airport in Austin, Texas, spent the night there and the next morning inquired about the ranch. We found out the name of the ranch and where is was located. The next morning w-e hired horses to ride and a guide and started out for the ranch. When w T e reached it, we called for the owner. He came to greet ns, and I saw that it was Charles Anthony, one of the members of our senior class of ' 38. He had become one of the most influential men in Texas. I lo ' ved Texas and hated to leave, but I knew that we must continue on. We went from Texas to New Mexico. We found nothing of particular interest there, and after a short visit, con¬ tinued on to Hollywood, California. There I saw my old friend, Gladys Vernon, who graduated at H.R.M.S. with me. She w r as then idolized by people all over America. I had seen her in several pictures and thought that she was very good. We had lunch together and she told me that she had completed a course in dramatics and voice culture before entering the moivies. Who realized when we were school-mates at dear old H.R.M.S. that we would meet again in such a cultured place as Hollywood, California. We left Hollywood after a long visit, and made a non-stop flight to the state of Washington. One day while we were there, we started out sight seeing and saw a large crowd of women, old and young, gathering before a public building. I was anxious to find out what was so interesting, so I asked one of the women who was standing near. She said that a famous home demon¬ strator was there and was going to speak and demonstrate. Real¬ izing that I would have a house to keep after my honeymoon, I decided to go in and listen. When the speaker arose, I recog¬ nized her as Ruth Trent. After the demonstration, she told me that immediately after graduating at H.R.M.S. she took up Home Economics at Madison College, and after the completion of her course there, had obtained this job in Washington. We soon left Washington, and went to Chicago, Illinois. I found out while we were there that the Federal Court was in session. I had always enjoyed going to court after my first visit, made during my senior year at H. R. M. S., and when one of the most important cases came up, I decided to go. I was very astonished when I saw that one of the lawyers was John Brown, a member of the ’38 senior class at H.R.M.S. He told me that tipi wyi W w x w X : ’ vt V V V Y t f 7 V7 7 V 7 V y v 7 v y