Humes High School - Senior Herald Yearbook (Memphis, TN)

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the orange-cloaked figure rides toward us we identify him as lack Doty. He informs us that his life-long am- bition had at last come true, and he is now a mem- ber of the Foreign Legion. Bidding lack adieu, we once more ascend in the plane. We stop in Cairo to refuel and meet some old friends boarding a ship. They have formed a new Lewis Uanetl and Clark CBetty Annl, CGeorgel Stanley and Cleanettej Livings- ton expedition to explore the jungles of Africa. Winging our way to Delhi, we are reminded of pre- vious invitation from the Sultan of Begdad, Bill Mar- tin, to spend some time at his palace. Awaiting our plane are the elephant boys, Howard johnson, Archie Wood, I. E. Williams, and George Kuss, who are to escort us to his mansion. We find Bill surrounded by a few members of his harem. He explained that he did not wish to leave the states entirely behind and had brought along Babe Hendren, Ann Lowe, Ianet Martin, Betty lean McFarland, Betty loyce Pearson, and IoAnn Stubblefield, with the latter as queen of the harem. We are entertained by Burtina Warren and her famous Dance of the Seven Veils. However, her dance is interrupted by Hal Winfield. Poor Hal likes to travel so much that he has become a Fleischer Brush Man. We are surprised to receive a phone call from Lord Mount Gwaltney fTommyl inviting us to the Olympic Games which are being held in Forrest Clonesl Park in London. We sail immediately. Our guide, Floyd johnson, meets us at the boat and takes us to the field of activity. We see the two women champion bowlers, Mary Ann Coleman and Betty Ruth Gee, wearing On the Ball with Robert Ball Bowling Shoes. Their pri- vate pin boys, A. D. Mims and Louis Turri, scurry to replace the pins. From the clatter of pins we go to the batter of fists to see Clarence Cox and lack Lampley struggle for the Unlimited Championship. The referee, lack Glan- cy, is unable to come to a decision so we leave. We- drop into the House of Commons a moment to hear a debate between Iudy Saul and the quartet, Sophie Makris, lrene Katsoulis, Betty Catherine White, and Barbara Goins, debating whether Maurice Bran- don should or shouldn't. lt was decided that he should. He did. Deciding that grass skirts never go out of style, we set sail for Hawaii. According to tradition, we are greeted by penny divers, Bernard Hirsch, Frank Rus- sell, Humphrey Kortrecht, Henry Schwartz, and Har- old Piercey. We are further welcomed by flower girls, Virginia Adams, Mary Elizabeth Cromwell, Mabel Ruth Graves, Mary Edna King, Dorothy Cavett, and Mary Ann Sowell who bedeck us with colorful leis. As a visit to Hawaii is not complete without seeing the hula girls, we make the row of grass huts our first stop. We are surprised to find Bernie Helsley and Roslyn Leevine dancing behind two stacks of hay, ac- companied by the Maddox Boys CGene and Georgel on the geetar. And so, on to Mexico. We enter the bullring just in time to see Verna Williams, the only female matador in the world, approaching the bull. Her assistants, Benjamin Wagerman and Walter Tomlinson, the torea- dor and picador, respectively, are also familiar to us. Vending hot tamales in the stands are Senoritas Thel- ma Bogard, Thelma jackson, and luanita Warden. As we are about to leave the stadium we stand a moment in respectful silence listening to Mexico's newly adopted national anthem, Manana, sung by Dorothy Boyanton. Driving through the streetss toward the airport, we notice several familiar figures, though part- ly hidden by concealing sombreros, Pancho McGroom, Sancho Miner, Pedro Morrow, Chico lack Fitzgerald Kelly, Gaucho Perry, taking advantage of the siesta. Before terminating our tour we decide to visit the windy city in hope that the visit will be profitable. On our sojourn to the CMaryl Black Hotel we are inter- cepted by a crowd which pushes us into Pickard Park, which we later find is named for the founder, lean Pickard, who discovered this territory while traveling in Chicago. However, our attention is attracted by a platform speaker, who with the aid of a pair of Brad- ley Binoculars, we identify as lohn Strauser. Elbow- ing our way to the range of his speech we find that he is heading a BETTER FARM MOVEMENT, and pro- viding a background are Durell Suber and his Corn- fed Crooners, William james Smith, Elvin Glaze, james Moore, Presley Moore, with Raymond Ross on the banjo. This floors us so we leave. We make our last stop New York City, by way of the Rhea-Rhodes Railroad. Stopping at the Ragsdale Restaurant, we partake of a bottle of Canaday Cola supplie by the waitress, Gloria Singleton. Our tour at an end, we rush to Mack's to report our progress. We whiz through the store stopping only long enough to greet at their respective counters, lean Winter, Gwynette MacDonald, Eleene McCoy, Leona Dycus, and Carol Walker. We are taken to Mr. Mack's private penthouse office by Lawanda Stewart, the ele- vator girl. Our presence is announced by Connie Street and we are ushered into lim's panelled cham- bers. 'lWe failed, Mr. Mack, to secure ultra-modern fash- ions but we have brought you some information as to the whereabouts of the Senior Class of '48. PAGE THIRTY-ONE

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SENIV R CLA PI f ?i-IECY By IRENE MARTIN and BERNICE SAPERSTEIN S WE, Irene Martin and Bernice Saperstein, the world's two most famous connoisseurs of fashion watch the Statue of Liberty melt into the horizon, we wonder what surprises this trip will unfold. We have consented, as a special favor to lim Mack, to go on a world tour in quest of new styles for his exclusive salon, Mack's Fifth Avenue. We have pledged ourselves to fulfill this duty even if we must travel to the ends of the earth. We are suddenly awakened from our pleasant remi- niscences by our agent, Claude Azlin, who informs us that our jet-propelled yacht fwhich was designed by Walter Hedgej is approaching our first stop-Rio. From the dock we are driven by Roger Stanley to Larry Bell's hacienda. Worn to a frazzle, we try des- perately to catch a little sleep in the newest of Nodd and Nodd noiseless gliders, but we are rudely aroused by a commotion caused by the Bell children and their coach, Earl Cunningham, having their daily scrim- mage. Although this is the life of Reyle fCharlesl we decide to move on for our obligations come before comfort. Stopping in Rio for a tube of K. Tanner toothpaste, we are startled to find that our clerk is our Spanish- speaking classmate, Eleanor Slaughter. After eight hours of gossip with the aid of a Coleman-Crippen Spanish-American dictionary to help us interpret the conversation she mentions that 'tis rumored that one of Humes' '48 graduates is spending some time at Devil's Island. Women will be women and we have to find out who it is. After all, we might find a new style there. Ordering that our steward, Fannie Mae, tell Ed Bus- sell, our pilot to gear the engine at full speed, we pon- der during dinner as to who this classmate can be. However, we are told by Bob Kinkle, the warden of Devil's lsland, that even our most far-fetched imagin- ings could never conceive this member of the Senior Class of '48 in prison. Our curiosity is consuming us, but his name deals us the death blow. Eli Weil, our radical classmate, on Devil's Islandl After recovering from this blow, we, with our pur- pose still in mind, head for the states to charter a con- tinent-bound plane. At the same instant our foot touches U. S. soil, the Poulos Post is thrust into our hands declaring that our old buddy, Sidney Losko- vitz, is running for President of the United States on the fourth ticket-Enough for Everybody!-with Percy Wright as his running mate. Yes, I-fumes is in the news! The paper thrown aside, we rush to our waiting limousine with Eugene Barrett at the wheel and are driven to the Crow Club, owned and operated by Mel- ba Crow. We arrive just as Donald Sharp and his Six Flats, Alex Alexander, Eugene Bollinger, Peyton Branch, james Terry, Eugene I-lelbig, and Bob Parker, give the fanfare for the floor show. The house lights dim and Ed Williams, that card of cards, announce the feature detraction, Gypsy lo Iones and her double, Eva Gene jones. We are interrupted by our waiter, Lamar Emith, informing us that our PAGE THIRTY plane is ready to leave. Buying a pack of Phillip Wil- sons from the cig-aars yelling cigarette girl, Mary Willie Lambeth, and grabbing our wraps from Frances Keith, the hat check girl, we rush out the door only to be confronted by a flock of autograph hounds. Stop- ping only a moment to pass out autographed pictures to Stanley Zellner and the other ardent admirers, we hail a Black fMarthaj and White fAlmedal cab, which is a Tucker '48 model, and speed to the airport. We arrive at Cetner Field, recently renamed for the present mayor of Brooklyn, Pearl, and board our Short Ueanl and Long fl-lomerj rocket ship for Paris. 'Tis true Paris in spring is beautiful we realize as we ride down the Rue de la May Uo Annl to the DeMarco Hotel. Gur car door is opened by Roy Durell, our bags are carried by Eddie Manker and Frank Paulus, our registration is accepted by Carl Ray Allen, and we are lifted in an Oates Elevator to the 188th floor by I-Iarry jones. The maids, Ann Allnutt, lane Ballard, Ioyce Cutsinger, Betty Io Gaetano, and Mary Lee Hol- comb, are just filing out the door as we move in. Gay Paree presents us with a full calendar and our first date is Mademoiselle Reitz's fashion show, which gives us an idea on the new look which is definitely old by this time. Among the celebrities at this collos- sal affair are Billy Smith and the former Lucille Blaydes choosing Lucille's new fall ensembleg Betty Evans, Sally Gray, Camille Perry, Carroll Murrell, and Thel- ma Crone, selecting their trousseaus. The manne- quins, Shirley Mosely and Christine Mills, under An- cyle Raburn's supervision, were showing the Ioan Frederickson hats, fGenel Burt shoes, and Westbrook fBettyj bags off to advantage. The reception follow- ing is catered by Kitchen, Inc., with Sammy Lazerov, Dempsey Marbut, and Pat May preparing the Crappe Suzettes. The main event of our sojourn in Paris is forthcoming. Our party, consisting of Count Bender- man, the Duke of Cantor, and ourselves, makes its way to the LaVelle Follies. We are ushered to our seats by Glenn Fuqua. The curtain goes up and the song-and-dance man, Fleming Chiles, begins the show. Our motive for coming to the follies is the next num- ber on the program-the CAN-CAN! Craining our necks, we identify the individual members of the cho- rus, now turned French-Iacqueline Bilger, Fifi fRose- lynj Strong, Chi Chi fDotD Burress, Babette fBetty lol Moore, Viviane Russell, Merry lean Newton, and Rene Clrene Touliatos. Unable to envision anything more exciting, we take leave of Gay Paree. As business matters are pressing, we fly due south across the Med- iterranean into Africa-and continent of mystery. We touch African soil at Algiers. Hearing the ancient cry of the slave auctioneer we seek it source. In the cen- ter of the crowd stands Billy Miller surrounded by slave girls, Betty lane Allen, Bettye Atkins, Christine Coble, Gloria Iacobus, and Donna Iohnson. The mo- mentary bids are being taken for Rose Goin, the only red-headed slave in captivity. From pleasure to business-we again board our plane. From our place in the observation room of the plane our attention is attracted by a startling orange object on the desert below. Our curiosity is enhanced by the memory of our school colors and we ask our co-pilots, lack S. Holt and lack D. Holt, to land. As

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'Ii-IE SENK R CLASS HISTORY ' By ELI WEIL and IACK DOTY N l942 this graduating class entered the halls of Humes High School. We were supposed to be an outstanding group of young peo- ple-the hope of the world for future peace. We came to l-lumes from various schools, the city ele- mentary schools, the county schools, and from some out-of-town schools. While in the grammar grades we had given all our allegiance to our respective institutions. Now we had entered Humes, and although we still cherished the memories of grammar school, all our loyalty and alle- giance were given to Humes. Humes High School Was the melting pot of the city grammar schools, just as the United States was the melting pot of the world. The resemblance between our school government and our Federal democracy did not stop there. We were allowed to pick our own classes, teachers, and to vote in the election of student government officers. During our first year, in the seventh grade, we dis- covered so many new and different things that we were amazed. A different class every hour, the fine auditorium periods, the lunch room provisions, and many more things were greeted first with bewilder- ment, later with a pride that we attended Humes. Our second year was rather normal and uneventful, as we began to feel like big shots to the new crop of seventh graders. In the ninth grade we began to meet with new ex- periences again. We had heard of Certification Ex- ercises, but these did not even seem real until we en- tered the ninth grade. We practiced and worked and finally a thrill of pride went through us as we received our certificates before our assembled parents and friends. Our number, then an impressive 350, has noticeably diminished since the ninth grade, leaving us l82 grad- uates. This decrease can be attributed to some stu- dents moving out of town, some going to other schools and others dropping their education completely. To those who did this through necessity we offer our sym- pathy, and to those who left without reason we offer condolence. As we entered the tenth grade, having now arrived in Senior High School, we began to choose our school careers. Some of us became interested in band work, some in shop and vocational training, others in aca- demic studies in preparation for college. Peace came to the world again after years of ravaging wars, and we looked forward to normal, peaceful life. The elev- enth grade was the year that we enjoyed most since we came to Humes. This year passed most rapidly. Many of our close friends received honors and grad- uated at the end of the year. Then came the big time-WE WERE SENIORS. We were in the very shoes of those we had looked up to in our first five years at I-fumes. We were the grad- uating class of 1948! For those who planned to go to college, scholarships were offered. Awards were given the prize athletes. Recognition was given to seniors whose intelligence ranked high, and as al- ways, when the time presented itself, the faculty and Senior Class selected outstanding students. Now we go forth into the world, armed with six years of preparation on HOW TO LIVE. We can never overestimate the value of the lessons learned in Humes. We hope, and feel sure, that in future years the pupils of I-lumes will enjoy themselves and learn as much in their years here as We did in ours. 1 SENIVR CLA PF EM We look out at the world today And wonder what it holds, As we start to make our forays Against the world's strongholds. We'll remember our days at I-lumes, The happy and the the sad, But now our school days come to end And none of us are glad. The lessons learned, still fresh in mind, Will ease the load a bit, But we bear the torch of knowledge, Which was in Humes first lit. And when, far off in distant years, Your goals have been attained, Think once again of old Humes High Where our knowledge was gained. PAGE TH I RTY -TWO