Jarratt High School - Builders Yearbook (Jarratt, VA)

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Who’s Who WITTIEST Lois Starke Rylan Pritchett CUTEST BEST ALL-ROUND Edna Hall Nancy Graham Alton Owen Alton Owen MOST INTELLECTUAL Edna Hall Alton Owen LIVELIEST Virginia Joyner Rylan Pritchett MOST TALENTED Lucy Neal Walter Harrell CUTEST COUPLE Nancy Graham Walter Harrell 14

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Senior Class Prophecy In the distance were reflected flashes of lightning, but the storm was too distant to hear the thunder. It was a humid, disagreeable night and I wished for an opportunity to cool off. I got in the car and tried to stir up a little breeze. It was too hot to try to sleep, so I rode on and on. After some time I saw bright lights and when | approached the spot I saw that a carnival was visiting the small town to which I had ridden. I can never pass by a carnival, so I parked the car and sauntered in. Perhaps, I thought, it would be cool on the Ferris Wheel, so 1 walked over and bought half a dozen tickets. I had handed over my fourth ticket and had settled back to enjoy the cool- ness the ride afforded. As I reached the top, the wheel stopped and the whole place was a total darkness. The distant storm, I learned later, had caused the trouble. There would be no electricity until the ‘‘trouble-shooters’’ could find the breakdown. Anyhow, thought I, it is cool here, but if I take a nap I might fall out, so I wondered what I could do to keep awake. The storm had moved on and the stars were beginning to show. I watched as they grew brighter and brighter and tried to locate the few that I could name. Ancient people studied the heavens and predicted the future from a study of the stars. As they twinkled and glowed, I wished I knew what the future held for me and some of my friends. Suddenly, one star seemed to stand out alone. It was on a door and under the star was a name. Easily I could read, LUCY NEAL, PIANIST. Just at that moment a door opened and Lucy calmly walked out and I could see her as she went to the stage of a crowded auditorium and began to play. I wasn't at all surprised for I knew that Lucy had great talent. I stared long at the skies, hoping to see more into the future. Clouds can do funny things all right. This is what I saw that night. There was a darling little house with a picture window. In the picture window was a lovely lamp and a bow} of flowers. Beyond the flowers was Walter Harrell, bouncing a baby boy on his knee. I tried to peer further into the house, but the clouds shifted and the scene was gone. Just then a meteor shot across the sky. It took the shape of a racer and sitting calmly at the wheel was Rylan Pritchett. I knew he could handle a school bus, but anyone could tell he was enjoying racing. A group of stars attracted my attention. I tried to give them names and a purpose. Why did they hold my attention so if they had no meaning for me? At last I could see a face forming---it was Nancy Graham and in her hand was a ball. I understood---she will become the wonderful coach of an all-star team. Hurrah for Nancy: 16