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

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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

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ATZ: lie liad completed a law course at the University of Virginia, and had come to Chicago, where he had worked up a good prac¬ tice. We left Illinois and passed over a small part of Indiana and on into Detroit, Michigan. There I saw Mary Ayers, who was then teaching at the University of Michigan. She had finished a teachers course at Radford State Teachers College, and, being an honor student there, had no trouble in securing a position. We went from Michigan to Columbus, Ohio. We rented a car during our stay there, and one day when I was out driving a terrible cloud cshne up. In my hurry to get back before the rain, I was soon exceeding the sliced limit. It was not long before 1 heard the shrill whistle of a siren. I slowed down and a State Policeman drove up beside me. Just as I started to speak, I recognized the policeman as none other than Richard Fulcher, a member of our senior class. He recognized me, too, and said, of course, that he could not give an old friend like me a ticket. I appreciated this very much, and told him that I hoped to see him again before I left. We left Ohio after a weeks visit and went to Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. We registered at a large hotel in one of the most beautiful sections of the town. That evening, when w r e came down for dinner, the first person I saw was Beadie Corns. She siiw me and came to greet ' me. I asked her what she had been doing since she graduated at Critz. She told me that she had received her training at Louis Training School, at Washington, D. C., and was now working a s hostess in this hotel. VVliile in Harrisburg, Beadie and I renewed our old friendship, and I re. greted the moment when I had to tell her goodbye. We left Pennsylvania and went to New York, our last state to tour before w T e returned to Virginia. While in New York, we decided to have our picture drawn by an artist. One day I saw the following sign: “Artist Studio, Second Floor.” We entered the building and were whisked up to the second floor in an elevator. The door was opened and into my view came Margaret Gilbert. We had a long chat, and she invited us to dinner that night to discuss the picture we wanted drawn. That night w ' e went to the address she gaive us and found that she lived in one of New York’s most fashionable residential sections. We rang the bell and were admitted by the maid. We were greeted by Margaret and a man whom she introduced os her husband. We found that her husband was a wealthy stock broker, and that she worked V V vy 7 Y Y Y V V vy vy vy vy vy vy vy vy