Hopewell High School - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hopewell, VA)

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tor and Producer were respectively Paul Nichols and Howard Wilkerson. They had just finished a new pictue, “The Bandit” starring Dorothy Olsen and Melvin Atkins. Whoops, look at the time! In three shakes of a lamb’s tail, I was soaring over the city of Petersburg where Joan Meadors now resided. She was teaching at Petersburg High School and had married a former Petersburg alumnus. As we whizzed over the city, I noticed a fashion show going on. Barbara Sims was modeling an evening dress designed by Wanda Norwood, the famous world-known designer. Models employed by her were Elizabeth Weaver, Pat Moore, Goldie Cox, Carolyn Akers, Connie Ginger, and Jane Collins. In a very comfortable home 1 noticed my old friend Billie (“Baby”) Aderholt and her husband seated before a fire. An alumni football game was going on down below and whom should I see, but Ells¬ worth Bryant, Henry Jandl, Stanley Ackerman, and Sidney Carter. Glenn Bannerman was on the sidelines cheering as usual. It was a game between Hopewell University and Peters¬ burg University. Hopewell was leading 100 to 0. At Hopewell University, Mary Daniel was Dean of Women and Leon Boulavsky, Dean of Men. Mary Ellen Harlow was now directing the hand. Elaine Garfinkle, Virginia Martin, and Maxine Saunders were teachers there. Calvin Hendrix was Boys’ Physical Education director. H. U. was noted for its women’s basketball team coached by Anne Finley and Evelyn Carelock. Leaving the crowd, I was attracted to a group of people whose eyes seemed fixed on something. Um—I must satisfy my curosity—so I hurried over and lo and behold whom should I see but Mildred Wheeler and Stuart Silverman, doing an acrobatic act—of all things. They were from the famous “Flea Circus,” Ibitem and Uscratchum, owned by Bunny Freeman and Michell Lockey. Among those watching were Edward Daniel and Harold Barnett. Of course, his girl was there. Charles Hussy and Rosa Lee Elmore were there, too. Across the street was a college snack bar called the “Little P.X.” operated by Rudolph Jones. Managers were Etta Cox and Hannah Abrams. “Hey!—Hey!”—shouted the little elf, “Do you want to see an auto race?” Natch, could I miss one? I partially glimpsed roaring down the track small cars that seemed to be going faster than anything I had ever seen before. The announcer was calling the numbers. Number Nine—“Driven by the Speed Demon of the World—Ferocious, Theodosious, Can¬ nonball Magnusdal.” Number Ten—by the woman speed Queen-Freda “The Skeeter, “Hnarakis.” How things have changed! Peggy Connelly and her spouse, Bill Long, owned this track. “Elfie Pie,” (1 was definitely fond of him now) pushed my arm—“‘Look over there,” he said, “there are some more of your classmates.” And so there were. Jimmy Mason and Sam Richardson, accompanied by those lovely lovies, Jean Morris and Frances Evans. They had just clambered into their new automobile—one that goes forward and backwards. As they took off, the bumper did too. New automobiles—humph. I saw “Scruggs” drug store owned by Lovelene Scruggs who had also, invented a super dooper ice cream soda made of “Duz” the soap that does everything. Eleanor Davis and Maxine Jones were druggists. Just entering the store 1 noticed Jackie Eavey, Loretta Rader, Lance McQuage and Robert Kanak, evidently having lunch. Next ‘to the drug store was a jewelry shop called “Temples.” Evidently that was Irene and she specialized in diamond rings. Tom Mason came in and bought ten rings. Golly— he must run an escort bureau by himself ! Arinton Croom ran a bakery called “Croom’s Crumbs.” I noticed a billboard that advertised Cake Makeup guaranteed to flatten the features and made of pure mud. Jewel Mae Harrison, Hazel Dabney and Phyllis Webb distributed this remarkable product. Arthur Bright was advertising manager; his slogan was, “Be right with Bright.” Well, my time was up and the little elf whizzed me back to my comfortable fire where I awoke from this amazing dream....or was it a dream? —-Betsy Wilson

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jiass 1, ropnecij Yes it was nice gazing into the flickering fire. There I sat in my living room in the year 1967 thinking back over my school days. I wondered what has happened to my class¬ mates What had the future held for them? Ah, if I only knew. But wait..what was that sound ' ?? A rushing wind? No, it. was a little elf, who stood before me. “So,” he said, m a tiny voice, “you wish to see your old classmates?” “Yes,” said I. thoroughly astonished “Well come with me,” and with a snap of his fingers, we both vanished into the flames. 1 found’ myself in a large city standing in front of a smart Lingerie Shop run by, as I could see by the neon sign, Madame Marie. Imagine my surprise, when upon entering, 1 was greeted by Mary Uhrich and her assistants, Marian Smith, Doris Belter, and Jeanmne Carder Mary said that she had been married to Willie Shaw for several years and that he had a job as ' a bank accountant, Smithey England, Louis Fuzy, and Jimmy Moore worked with him as teller, assistant teller, and guard. The little elf tugged at my sleeve and told me that we must hurry as I had only a few hours to spend in reviewing the lives of my friends. Off we went to view a dancing school where I saw Slim Sordelett and Myrtle Davis dancing a specialty dance. They taught dancing and also worked in the nite club, the “Bottled Fly,” run by Oscar Minchew and Herbert Rowland. Music there was furnished by Woody Woodpecker and his tour pec ks, who are Jean Hazelgrove, Joyce Burijon, Walter Wells, and vocalist, Paul LaForce who also sang ' the theme song for station ICU1 on “Life is Awful ’ sponsored by the makers ot Toil and Trouble Bubble Gum with those three delicious flavors, garlic, onion and gardenia. The sponsors were Plato Eliades, Grayson Edwards, Lester Harrison, and Shakey Jacobs, who also made automobile tire patches as a sideline. ICU was run by the four C s Lor- poration, Julian Cadger, Harold Carelock, Charles Caison, and last hut not least, Glenn Cassell. Their announcers were Stanford England, Jerry Voda, and Fied Boocks. There was a sister station to ICU in Hopewell, operated by Lawrence Allen who was former mayor of Hopewell but had been succeeded by Durwood Barco. James Bishop was city treasurer and Betty Jane Justice had the coveted job as secretary to the mayor. Leaving our high-falooting friends, I went into a radio store to buy a portable in order to hear the big football game I had read so much about on the billboards. Who should wait on me but Bernard Goldman! I tuned in just in time to hear ‘“And there goes Bruce Price of the Philadelphia Eagles with a touchdown and the whistle blows for the end ot the game.’ This is Jack Parrish signing off for “Slice ’em Blades” made and used by only Al¬ fred Sacra and Carl Pederson.” My little elf friend informed me that we must hurry so 1 had to dash., right into Beverley Wills who was selling those little men who walk. I caught his words, Yeah, friends, amazing—only the third part of a dollar ! ! !’ He was standing in front of a beauty salon owned by Ellen Morris who, I was told, had invented a magic formula for, yes, for removing the face! ! It was selling like hot cakes and it was all her assistants could do to keep the crowd hack. Among the aids 1 saw Cleo Sapon, Virginia Kemper, and Iva Greene. Whoosh? huph. The elf didn’t even tell me to hurry; he just swooshed me over to a session of Congress. Allen Garrett was speaker of the House and Preston Savage was staging a filibuster. At the moment he was reading from “Jokes and Yokes for bunny Folks” written by the celebrated authoress, Alice Lee Hall. There were few members, but among them I saw Miss Burch’s contribution to the government—Jean Maddux, Louise Hil¬ bert, and Rudy Flitch who as usual, looked bored. As 1 turned to leave, I saw a picture on the wall. No, no, it couldn ' t he, not that, not President Mac McRae!!!! Well, evidently the senior class of ’47 hadn’t gone far wrong or maybe he just liked being president. “Come,” said Elfie, (I had gotten on familiar terms with him by now) “and I will show you Hollywood.” I saw the scrumptious setting of “The Wreck on the Highway stalling Pete Weston and Betsy Wilson. They were still up to old tricks. Other parts in the movie were being played by Billy Renn, Shirley Manverse, Margaret l)avis and Ray Hardy. Dulc

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Creators, cHot imitators ’Most lost beneath wars’ strident din, Obscure but eager entered in Our class in ‘forty-three, and then Took up our place as low freshmen. No matter that the world at war Was getting closer to our door, Along with service, tears, and strife, Our job was to prepare for life. Lessons, sports, compulsory gym, We took them all with strength and vim, To help pass through life’s higher grade With a countenance unafraid. As sophomores we were joining clubs, Entering games as “subs” or “scrubs,” Taking our place in social news, Forming our groups and airing views. As juniors we could point with pride To exploits noted far and wide, Our dances, plays, our banquet, too, Were something different, something new As seniors in these post-war days, We’ve changed our stride in many ways ; Our veterans came back one by one Raised our morale, increased our fun. Seniors, let never our class Lose creative efforts as we pass; Into the richer world we’ll go, It needs us creators, you know. -—Arinton Croom