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

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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

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y 7 7 V 7 7 V 7 7 V V V V 7 V y 7 v w as an artist, not for money but for the pleasure she derived from it. We enjoyed the dinner and left early, because we wanted to attend the theatre, but we saw Margaret often while the picture was being sketched, and when it was finished, it was really beau¬ tiful, and I no longer wondered why she took up art. One evening at dinner the filling came out of one of my teeth, and the next day I went to the dentist. As luck would have it, I went to the office of Dr. Curtis Gardner, who was all dress¬ ed up in white and smiling as he used to do when we were seni¬ ors together at H.R.M.S. He filled my tooth, and while he worked toid me of liis activities since he left Critz ten years ago. He had studied denistry at Roanoke College, at Roanoke, Virginia. After completing his course there, he came straight to New York, where his fame as a dentist is known. One day when I was on my way to lunch, I met Mildred Smith, another senior of ’38. We had lunch together and she told me that after graduating at H. R. M. S. she took a secre¬ tarial course at the National Business College at Roanoke, and soon after completing this course became connected with The Gregg Publishing Company, where she was now employed as private secretary to the president of the coSmpany. After about three weeks visit in New York, we returned home to our native state, Virginia, to live the rest of our lives. In our tour, we saw all of the sixteen members of the graduat¬ ing class of 1938. 1 was gratified to see that all of them were happy in their field of work. If they continue thus, the class of ' 38 will be a success, for what has one gained in the end if he has lost liis desire for happiness in his eagerness to gain fame or fortune? Irene Lawerence