Hutchison High School - Lantern Yearbook (Memphis, TN)

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Seniors Make Their Last Will As to the future of Hutchison When our Clays here were spent and done, The Senior Class was most upset, All lookecl hack, for such a threat Seemed hopeless, but we realized That if some of our treasures prized Were hequeathecl to the junior Class F799 fT'0TYl, LUOTFY LUG coulcl pClSS Onward to strange ancl newer lancls Knowing that all was in good hands. Anne Acree-her knack for not worrying to Rosa Kirk. Peggy Adams-her ingenious gym excuses to Woody Cochran. Ray Elizabeth Aden-her reserved seat in front of the rest room mirror to Yvonne Raby. Florence Albrohher bottle of H202 to Yvonne Raby. Barbara Barton-her numerous letters and long dis- tance calls to Susan Fulmer. Jessica Barton-her report card to Jane Ferrer. Bede Beasley-her gracefulness to Juanita Goodman. Wootie Beasley-her sweets in the cafeteria to who- ever is lucky enough to get them. Irene Boydeher ability to see over everyone's head to Catherine Canada. Phyllis Chandler-her clothes to Edith Nieodemus. Betty Cummins-her serenity to Jane Ferrer. Virginia Lee Davis-hcr copy of uMen Are Like Streetcarsn to Louise Slater, if you miss one there's another right behind. Julia Donelson-hcr constant laughter to Vallie Jo Witmer. Zeni Fowler-her moccasins to Carolyn Boren. Deeda Gerber-her knowledge of Spanish and Bi- ology to Helen Gilliland. Betty Jo Godwin-her art talent to Virginia Brooks. Nancy Greenlese-her frequent little conferences to Dorothy Orgill. Etla Mae Henderson-her quiet manner to Mar- garet Clement. Trudy Johnson-her instructions on 'cl-Iow to Sew in Ten Easy Lessonsn to the Home Ee class. Tandy Jones--her French vocabulary to Joanne Pat- tcn. Carol Lewis-her hours at entertainment meetings to Frances McCown. Page Twenty-Six Nell Lipscomb-her slightly used date book to Betty Beck. Beth Marley-her hall wandering to Joanne Patten. Elizabeth MeCallenfher place on the Honor Roll to Betty Chamberlin. Zoe MeCorkle-her safe and sane driving to Peggy Lott. Mary Lee McGinnis-her neat Q?!!j desk to whoever gets it. Wade Mclrlenrywher graciousness to add to that of Carolyn Buffaloe. Margaret McKee--her brains to anyone who needs them next year. Mary Elizabeth Murray-her foreign experiences to Virginia Brooks. Sterling Peebles-her midnight oil to Betty Beck. Marcia Petersonfhcr ability to drive from Milling- ton to Memphis in five minutes to Bonny lVoods. Marjorie Polk-her Student Council minutes to Bonny Woods. Jane Pyron-her failure to finish a test before the bell rings to Rosa Kirk. Cynthia Rau-her versatility to Susan Fulmer. Paula Richardson-her voice of authority to Cath- erine Canada. Joye Richertfher neat appearance at school to Helen Gilliland. Emily Roberts-her constant dithers to Martha Land. Mariann Roberts-her size three saddle oxfords to Sis Ozier. Jessie Rodgersfher slip that always shows to Carolyn Buffaloe. Dorothyann Scott-her inquisitive mind to Ann Gill. Louisa Scott-her jitterbugging to Peggy Lott. Mary Alice Semmcs-her collection of trained germs to next year's Biology class. Jamie Tyree Smith-her voice to the 1951 Glce Club.

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In Long-Awaifed Graduation JAMIE'S busy ways, sincerity, and constant laughter have given her an extra big place in the hearts of all of us. She entered Hutchison in the eighth grade. An active member of the Glee Club, she was elected its secretary in the eleventh grade and president this year. Tapped for the Honor Society in the fall, Jamie's outstanding integrity and service were acknowledged. JAMIE TYREE SMITH H0 Music! sphere-descended maid. Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aiclfif-Collins MEMCRIES Will we ever forget-the sleepy-eyed looks on Monday morning . . . the posting of Saturday school notices on Friday afternoon , . . the day before we got out for Christmas vacation . . . or the dreadful day when we came back . . . the shoving and pushing in the lunch line . . . the crazy costumes when we put on our skit to reach the Community Fund goal . . . the never-ceasing pleading for money, and our secret thankfulness that we were fortunate enough to give it . . . the wonderful two holidays we got due to our beloved friend, the ice storm . . . the tortured faces before exams . . . and the resolution to turn over a new leaf at the beginning of next term . . . the excitement and thrills of the Chattanooga game, and the disap- pointment and battle scars of the senior players . . . the quick evacuation of the study hall on out to lunch days, and the usual cry of get to someone's house, quick . . . the unbelievable conversion of the study hall into a ballroom for the dance, and how nobody was even recognizable all dressed up . . . the day at the circus with our flower girls, or the many lunch periods spent with them . . . the millions of graduation parties, and the amazement that it was actually we who were graduating . . . the countless meetings crammed into the ten minute recess every day, or the unending announcements before and after school . . . the huge pile of unclaimed odds and ends always on the hall table . . . the dread of biology Hopera- tions when we just shut our eyes and cut . . . the 'SOrdeal of Richard Feverelf' really an ordeal . . . the crazy antics on Kid Day . . . the feeling before those May exams that this is the last time . . . the happy faces as we practiced for gradua- tion . . . the daze we were in as we walked down the aisle in spotless white dresses to Pomp and Circumstancen . . . or the tears after it was all over? Will we ever forget? Page Twenty-Five

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r l Juniors Foretell The Future January 10, 1965 Dear Diary, I have been having a delightful vacation here on the Riviera but today has been one of the most wonderful days of my life. To begin with, as I was walking on the beach early this morning whom should I see but Mary Lee, the president of my Hutchison graduating class. She told me that she was vacationing while Virginia Lee looked after their railroad from Memphis to Lexington, Virginia. just then we were joined by Julia Donelson, who is recuperating from pushing buttons to run her household, and Betty Cummins, who has just invented a chemical to make nails grow as red as if they were polished. They spoke of the audience going mad over Ioye Richert's singing at the Monte Carlo and of the crowds on the beach following Anne Acree, the star of the movie It. On our way to dinner we tripped over Paula Richerdson avidly reading Mar- garet McKee's best seller Now We Are Fivel' which is a sequel to Now We Are Fourf' Paula who has been a foreign correspondent in the African diamond mines, will soon take over her new position as editor of the Commercial Appeal. During lunch we were amazed to see Wootie, who has just finished a long Broad- way run as Harvey the invisible rabbit, walking toward us. She joined. eagerly in our plans for a reunion party and suggested that we get Beth, who is here to sell her for- mula for uncurling eyebrows, and Emily, who is vacationing with her husband ta wealthy Virginia planterl, to help us wire the other members of our class. They were glad to help us and we spent the early afternoon wiring girls in different parts of the world. I returned to the hotel in the late afternoon and turned on the radio, hoping to find some music. A voice blared out, 'SNancy Greenlese has just stated that she will run for president on States Rights. Flash, Zeni Fowler successfully completed her January swim across the English Channel! I turned the dial and the familiar voice of Bede Beasley, now a sports commentator, greeted me with these words, today I shall give you a first hand account of the championship tennis match. Marjorie Polk is as usual attired in a black lace tennis dress while her opponent--. Interesting as this was, I turned on to station USSR to hear the Siberia Philharmonic Symphony. To my surprise I heard that Peggy Adams was conducting the Lunatic Concerto in A minor by Florence Albro. At seven this evening Deeda, who has been married five times, and her escort, Ali Khan's son, drove me to the party. We entered with Sterling and her husband a hand- some doctor and spotted Barbara, the chief speaker of the WCTU, practising her next speech on Ray Elizabeth, the president of DAR. In a far corner Betty Jo, a famous artist, and Zoe were discussing Zoels contract for redeeorating Versailles. jane Pyron, a professional model, entered wearing Phyllis Chandler's latest original creation. I over- heard Dorthyann, the wife of a Spanish nobleman, and Mary Liz Murry, who recently took over Phil Murray's position as president of CIO, bringing themselves up to date on Etla Mae, Cynthia, and Mary Alice. It seems that Etla Mae is a cancer specialist, that Mary Alice is a noted bacteriologist, and that Cynthia has found a mistake in Einstein's theory of relativity. Trudy, the political boss of Memphis, rushed up to show me some telegrams. Carol said she couldnlt come down from her flagpole until she had set a new record. Jessica Bartonls duties as Secretary General of the UN kept her away, and Marcia was busy hunting for Inca ruins in South America. Mariann told me that Elizabeth McCallen is the headmistress of a photography school and that Tandy is the warden of the Tennessee Penal Farm. Mariann attributed her success in manufacturing ashtrays from orange peels to the training she received at Hutchison. Nell is also a tycoon, she manufactures foundation garments and has been studying Parisian styles. Louisa, Irene, and Jamie told me about their work as models. Louisa poses for stocking adds, Irene models for the Sears-Roebuck catalogue, and Jamie poses as the happy mother who gives her children Hadacol. Jessie Rodgers spoke enthusiasti- cally of her work as an English teacher at our dear alma mater. At the close of the party Wade, who is now a Metropolitan opera star, sang for us. This was the perfect end of a wonderful day. Page 3 Twenty-Seven