Haysi High School - Thunderbolt Yearbook (Haysi, VA)

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Cast Will and Zest ament We, Betty Sutherland and Sue Puckett, will our looks and brains to Mary Sue and Charlotte. I, D. C. Sutherland, will my ability to talk teachers out of things to Frank Ratliff so he won ' t have to stand in the office so much. We, Don Sutherland and Clinton Fuller, will our ability to play hooky to anyone who can ge t away with it and our good looks to Jack Hay and Glen Anderson because they need it. I, Rose Sutherland, will my flirty ways to Jane and Bobby Fuller. I, Vonshore Sutherland, will all my nasty ideas and habits to Jack Hay. I, Edna Mae Sykes, will my love for chemistry to anyone who wishes to experiment without equipment. We, Lois Hamon, Shelba Epling, and Jeanette Sykes, will all that we leave to all the Juniors. I, Asie Viers, will my ability to speak French to Christine Willis. I, Bobby Willis, unlike the rest of my stupid classmates intend to take everything that I can get my hand on with me. I, Carl Yates, will my flirtatious gestures to anyone who will accept. I, Glenna Yates, will all my love for HHS to Gay Yates and Joyce Davis. I, Shelia Yates, will my flirty ways to my sister, Sharon, who really doesn’t need them. I, Onsby Yates, will my ability to stay out of trouble to Chester Yates. I, Avery Barton, will my love for basketball to Gregory Barton and my love for the girls to anyone who can get them. We, Ruth Rose and Nancy Hall, will our typing books to Roger and Gary Rose in hopes that they don ' t have the same teacher we have. I, James Mullins, will my love for beautiful women to Johnny Ander- son if he can stand them. I, Juanita Powers, will my History book to my daughters, Myra and Linda. We, Rosemary Sykes and Bobbie Jean Smith, will our silly giggle to Mr. Stacy Davis in hopes that he won ' t be so grouchy throughout the remainder of this year. I, Robert Rasnick will my ability to work algebra to Shirley Sutherland. I, Blanche O’Quinn, will my meanness and love for driving a car to Anne Miller. I, Beulah Mullins, will my love to my daughter, Deborah Gail and my English Book to Janice and Barbara Jean Mullins. I, Garmon Mullins, will my talent of music to Paul David Wright. We, Lois Rose and Virginia Miller, will our sophistication to Anne Miller and Barbara Owens so they may use it next year. We, Ruby Edwards and Greta Turner, will our ability to get into trouble and our love for the service men to any one that wants them. I, Thelma Fuller, will my love for all boys to Doris Willis. I, Josephine Artrip, will my love for all good looking boys to Nell Stallard. I, Lowell Bartley, will my love for fast women and beautiful cars to anyone that can afford them. I, Ronald Branham, will my shyness around girls to Glenn Anderson. I, Paul Charles, will my love for sports to anyone who wants them. We, Sammy Childress and Farley Deel, will our love to chase girls in the hall to anyone who thinks they can get by with it. I, Dorse Counts, will my ability to love women to Conley Rasnick. I, Rita Counts, will my love for basketball to my sister Paula and my love for Jimmy to myself. I, Barbara Davis, will my shorthand book to Joyce Davis and Gay Yates. I, Imogene Dye, will my love for school and music to every- body. I, Gladys Edwards, will my bashfulness to my sister, Juanita, because we all know she needs it. We, Betty S. Mullins and Betty Fuller will our love for tall, dark, and handsome men to Shirley Fuller and Nancy Fuller.

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Class Prophecy Man your stations! !” Three minutes until take-off, said Bobby Willis. These are the words I hear so I rush to take my position at the tail of the rocket. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero. We then zoom into outer space on our mission to the moon. After we have settled down to an easy pace, we then adjust our instruments to the right degree. Clinton Fuller, our captain, shouts back for us to un- fasten our safety belts, Carl Yates is manning our ray guns with the aid of Onsby Yates and Sammy Childress. Von Shore Sutherland and Norman Grizzle are kept busy peering into the radar screen. They are watching a space show starring those four all time greats Rose Sutherland and husband and Juanita Powers and husband. Lois Hamon, Jean- ette Sykes, Betty Sue Mullins and Betty Fuller are doing that new dance the Moon -bo. They are dancing to the band of Imogene Dye with Edna Mae Sykes on the drums. I then pick up a newspaper published by Bobby Rasnick and read the headlines, Lois Wright ' s husband has broken the world ' s record of breaking dishes. Beulah Mullins and husband are now buying a space ship for taking a vacation to Mars. In the society page Lois Rose and husband have now retired to their Rocket Ranch on Mercury. I lay the paper aside and then turn on my space radio and hear the life of D. C. Sutherland written by Virginia Miller. I turn to another station and hear Space Hep Cat Show with Garmon Mullins, Raymond Rakes, and Kirby Mullins playing real hot Jupiter numbers. Barbara Davis, Sue Puckett, Betty Sutherland, and Ruby Edwards are singing The Naughty Pluto of Shady Mars. I turn off the radio and then gaze out the window at the passing scenes. I see, on the top of Venus, Paul Charles and Nancy Hall ' s modern cottage with Ruth Rose, their maid, sprinkling star dust on the Milky Way. Glenna Yates, Thelma Fuller, Shelia Yates, and Gladys Edwards were working on Uranus for those great star manufactures Dorse Counts, Farley Deel, and Ronald Branham. We go a few moon miles more when I see Rose Mary Sykes, Bobbie Jean Smith, and Josephine Artrip shooting meteors at James Mullins and Asie Viers. Then we come around the corner of Saturn and almost had a collision with another rocket ship driven by Blanche O’Quin with Rita Counts, Shelba Epling, and Greta Turner in the back seat holding on for dear life. We have now reached the Moon and there we see Avery Barton and Lowell Bartley feeding their mice green cheese. Donald Sutherland gives us our landing instructions and we make a safe landing. I pick up my medical bag and step outside on the Moon to wait for my next assignment. Rita Rae Wright

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