Haw River High School - Indian Yearbook (Haw River, NC)

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cnior Glass Praphecy Who was it who said that there were no signs of success in the hearts and minds of those 1955 Seniors of good ole Haw River High? Was it you? Ah, yes, no doubt. But do you know while preparing for my summer vacation I decided to find as many of my fellow graduates as I could. Incidentally, I am Iris .Tones and am now doing secretarial work in Greensboro. My first desire was to go back to Haw River. My first stop was at Roach's Service Station. I thought the name sounded familiarly and it happened to be Buck Roach who was owner and operator of the station. He told me that he owned several other stations and that the other Seniors of '55 were doing very well. I was very anxious to know what my other classmates were doing, and he gave me a run-down on them. Nancy Mc- Bride and Elaine Sykes are both hard working secretaries saving their money for that long awaited Hawaiian cruise. Tommy Oldham is the minister of the Baptist Church and just recently tied the knot for Barbara Lloyd, Gail Isley, Inez Tew and Vivian Baker. Gail, Inez, and Vivian are living in different states, Barbara is still a southern gal. Freddie Cole is living on a farm at Hawfields and liking it! Carl and Currie Clayton make real cute sailors and Jack Trollinger is a sergeant in the army. Those two ambitious lads, Stanley Mullis and Alfred Foglernan are tops in their chosen fields. Al is a successful newspaper editor, and Stanley is the president of Burlington Mills having recently designed a new mater- ial. Richard Apple is now the owner of Burlington Roofing Company, and Allen Harder, Jerry Piper, and Eddie Baker own a motor company in Winston Salem. Ruth Dixon is doing psychiatric Work in Durham, and Edna Humphries is the owner of a dress shop. Carl Dawson now owns the drugstore in Haw River, and Nancy Cates owns a drive-in restaurant which is doing very well. Jimmy Parks owns his own repair shop, and Connie Riley is doing private secretarial work at a large firm in New York. Bucktold me that A. D.Ellington got away from it all and joined the Foreign Legion. Finally we departed, each goinghis own way, with a feeling of closer unity and the knowledge that our classmates have found their places in the world.

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.Cast Will And Zfcsfamuf We, the Senior Class of Haw River High School in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and fifty-five, being of sane mind and sound body and realizing that our school days have come to an end, do hereby make this our last will and testament. ARTICLE I: To our principal we leave our appreciation for all he has done for us. ARTICLE II: To the faculty we leave our deepest thanks for the patience and guidance they have given us. ARTICLE III: To the Juniors we leave our place as Seniors, along with all the privileges, and thrill of being the oldest and most dignified group in school. ARTICLE IV: To the Sophomores we leave our good school spirit and hope they will maintain it. ARTICLE V: To the Freshmen we leave the long roadleading upward to the Senior Class and hope that they take it with the greatest of ease. ARTICLE VI: These personal belongings, we bequeath and devise as follows: I, Freddie Cole, leave my peroxide and love for Pepsis to Lottie Morris. I, Nancy Cates, leave my evil mind to Don Coffin. I, Dick Apple, leave my athletic ability to Bobby Roach. I, Gail Isley, leave my parking place to Larry Albright. ? ? ? ? ? ? I, Jimmy Parks, leave myflirtations ways to Jeanette Thompson and Nancy Thornton. I, Iris Jones, leave my love for sailors to Jean Clark. I, Connie Riley, leave my excess weight to Shelby Turner and Judy Jeffreys. I, Allen Harder, leave my ability to get along with all the teachers to Larry Hensley, Wayne Shropshire and Frank Way. I, Eddie Baker, leave my love for patrolmen to Cookie Midkiff and Dickie Hendry I, Ruth Dixon, leave my Pep and Energy to Joyce Lloyd. I, Alfred Fogleman, leave my ability to catch those passes to Warren Riley. I, A. D. Ellington, leave my manly physique to Buddy Boggs. I, Tommy Oldham, leave my ability to get along with all the girls to Tommy Sykes and Carlos Welch. I, Carl Clayton, leave my ability to borrow pencils and paper to Jimmy Coble. I, Elaine Sykes, leave my love for blond crewcuts to Alene Ray. I, Carl Dawson, leave my ability to play the piano to June Humphries and Billy Hughes. I, Vivian Baker, leave my very blank mind to Iris Ray, Peggy Wood and Marion Mullis. I, Stanley Mullis, leave my position as Editor of The Indian to Martha Jones. 1, Inez. Tew, leave all of my Old Flarnes to Bettie Edmonds, Mary Ellen Drum and Gerry Cates. I, Barbara L1oyd,leave my love for the Green and White to Jerry Anderson, Peggy Allen, and Nancy Phillips . I, Buck Roach, leave my wavy hair to Carl Bryant. I, Nancy McBride, leave my ability, to love two and still be true to Carol Smith and Martine Flint. I, Jerry Piper, leave my Sneaky ways to Buddy Ray. I, Edna Humphries, leave my driving ability to Carolyn Blackwood. I, Jack Trollinger, leave my love to Barbara Jones. I, Currie Clayton, leave my ability to play the guitar to Billy Ross. Witness . Testator Nancy McBride Freddie coie

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6111.95 Histary We are ending our tour. We have now reached the destination toward which we have been striving throughout our school lives. We are putting our school days behind us as we enter the world on our own. But through the years to come we will often live our school days again ...... in memory. Memories of our teachers trying to prepare us for the future. Memories of our fellow students whose friendship and bright ideas we have shared in all our past work and play. We were treading new paths, opening new doors. How well we re- member that year l95l when we started as Freshmen on the four years of High School Education. The excitement of changing classes, of being part of that great throng in the halls, of getting into the school clubs, and having our first real taste of study will be imprinted on our hearts always. We felt like veterans when we entered the Sophomore Class and settled down to the hard work that was to determine so much for the next two laps of thejourney. After much effort our Christmas Prom was very successful. A Now . . . only two years were left . . . the really big two and we en- tered the Junior Class enthusiastically. Our first class meeting and being next to the most important persons in the school left us breathless, but very happy. The first highlight of the year was the Junior-Senior Banquet. Pre- paring for this great occasion had us feverish with excitement. The sale of magazines to sponsor our Banquet, our theme, the hard work of de- corating, and then the Big Night. The next highlight was receiving our class rings, the sure sign of only one year left to go. All too quickly we started on the final lap of our tour, our Senior year. Misgivings were felt at the realization that the ending of this meant separation, the breaking up of our class to go on our different ways. We began the year with a grim determination to make this last year at H. R. H. S. the biggest, most successful and outstanding one of our school career. The choice of seniors for club presidents, the election of our class officers, the Senior Play Cast, all examples of the hard work of preceeding years, left us all feeling very dignified and responsible. f As during the preceeding year the greatest occasions was our Wash- ingtongtrip and they Junior-Senior Banquet. At the Banquet we had the pleasure of being entertained by the Juniors, soon to be taking our place, This was the last meeting of our class, our under classmates, and our teachers. The climax of our year had arrived ...... Graduation. Never in all'our happy-go-lucky lives had we stopped to think of the many pleasures we were enjoying together. A dimness now shadows the bright feeling as we say good-by. Each must go his own way, to Work or to College, but always we will remember and have affection for each other as we follow our separate stars through life. Historians Nancy McBride Barbara Lloyd