Kernersville High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Kernersville, NC)

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SENIORS. GEORGE WYATT LEFEVER F. F. A. 1, 2, 3, 4, Secretary 3, President 4; F. F. A. Federation Reporter 4. RICHARD DEAN LARRIMORE Glee Club 2, 3, 4; Athletic Club 1; Booster Club 4, Secretary 4; Key Club 4; Annual Staff 3; Bus Driver 3, 4. VIVIAN IRENE MACY F. H. A. 1; Library Club 1; Glee Club 4; Booster Club 4; Athletic Club 1; Piedmont Bowl Attendant 4. MARY RUTH MARSHALL F. H. A. 1; Library Club 1; Glee Club 1, 2, 4: Booster Club 4; Softball 1. LaRUE MALOIS McGEE Class Officer 4; Student Organization 2, 3; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Junior Marshal 3; Superla- tive 4; Testators 4; Beta Club 3, 4; Monogram Club 2, 4; F. H. A. 1, 2; Basketball 1, 2; Library Club 1, 2; Mixed Chorus 4; Girls State 3; His- tory Award 3. BETTY LOU MOTSINGER Athletic Club 1, Treasurer 1; Beta Club 2, 3, 4; Cheerleader 1; BEEHIVE Staff 2; Student Organ- ization 2, 3; Treasurer 3; May Court 3; Glee Club 2, 3.

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SENIORS TRILBA ANN HUTCHENS Beta Club 4; May Court 1, 3; Glee Club 2, 3, 4; Vice-President 4; Cheerleader 3, 4; Monogram Club 4; Athletic Club 1; Library Club 2; BEE- HIVE Staff 4. WELDON AVERY IDOL Class Officer 1, 2; Key Club 4; Monogram Club 4; Superlative 1, 2, 4; Baseball 1, 2; Bas- ketball 1, 2. BOBBIE SECHREST JONES BEEHIVE Co-Editor 4; Art Club Vice-President Hie Ne WOE Sil je A Bh JOYCE MAXINE JOYNER Harmony High School 1, 2; May Court 3; Glee Club 4; Booster Club 4. MARY SUSAN KERNER Glee Club 1, 4; Library 1, 2; Athletic Club 1; ae WN, ZO 1S ae Ly Ze . HELEN LUCILLE KIRKMAN BEEHIVE Staff 4; Athletic Club 1; Monogram Club 2, 3, 4; Treasurer 4; Basketball 2, 3, 4; Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Library Club 1; Softball 1; Superlative 4; Mixed Chorus 4. 26

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CLASS PROPHECY The wind blew sharply against my ears and nose. My eyes were smarting with cold and the near- est shelter that I saw had a big poster displaycd cutside: “Madam Zenda—Your Future Revealed in Her Magic Crystal Ball.” My cold, stiff fingers finally manag- ed to grasp the last quarter in my pocekt, so I paid the admis- sion and went in. The noise of the midway out- side became fainter in Madam Zenda’s tent, but there was still the constant noise of passing tootsteps. Inside the light was dim, and as { waited, my fingers and nose thawed gradually. Finally I was ushered into an even datker chamber, where Madam Zenda sat behind a table which held a large bright crystal ball. I looked closely at her; she seemed vaguely familiar. As I sat in front of her I immediately asked, “Where can I find a job?” (I was at the present unemployed). Madam Zenda’s face took on an expression that clearly said, “Well, this is a cinch.” But as she gazed into her ball she became very puzzled. The ball grew cloudy and muddled. However, it gradually cleared and I saw three young men walking in the business district of Futureville. They were all serious and intent on something. They came closer and I immediately recognized Jerry Smith, Larry Hayes, and Bobby Perdue. The years hadn’t changed them much —they looked like college boys. Madam Zenda said to me, “The crystal tells me that these men are searching for a job- too, but I can’t find you in the picture.” “That's all right. Let me see what happened to these boys,” I replied, interested in what had become of my former classmates in Kernersville High School. As they continued down the street, they passed an exclusive looking night club; whose billing outside showed the main feature to be Kay Stafford. Special attraction that day was “The one, the only, Queen of Hollywood, Miss Vivian Macy.” “Tell me about these people, Madam Zenda,” I requested. “Miss Stafford is one of America’s greatest “Hula” dancers. She studied technique and form ‘in Hawaii. Of course, they had to pay her outlandish wages, but Futureville is very for- tunate to get her because she is such a celebrity. “Miss Macy won a screen test in Hollywood and became a movie star overnight. Her profession is just being glamorous.” I recalled immediately that even in school Kay’s hobby was dancing and Vivian was elected queen in the Halloween Contest and Piedmont Bowl Queen. The vocations seemed to be running along with their former interest. Th boys stopped in a big art studio, where they waited on Jerry Smith, who has an interview with the head executive, Mr. Charles Ridgell, I noticed a sign outside saying that the famous Wesley Atkins was booked to paint portraits as soon as he arrived from Paris. Other artists who were employed by the top-flight studio in the country had some of their works on exhibit. Virginia Stone seemed to be the modern art specialist. All her pictures dealt with surrealism, with a touch of geometrical figures worked in. Gaylene Brown’s pictures were chiefly publicity prints for stars—opera stars, theater stars, and movie stars. She specialized in costume designing. Jerty came out shaking his head. I knew exactly why he didn’t meet the requirements because he couldn’t even write legibly. The boys left the studio and continued their search. Soon they ran into someone who resembled Jerry Shields. There were others with Shields: many others. I reconized Betty Jo Stafford, Henry Flynt, Arnold Pender, and Lucille Kirkman. After greeting each other fondly, the group carried on an excited conversation. Two girls in white joined, them, one a stunning red-haired nurse, who, I discove red, was Barbara West. The other girl I identified as Joyce Porter, and I concluded that she was a bacteriologist and that she and Barbara worked at the same hospital. “Please explain to me what is going on now.” I was very interested in this scene. “Mr. Shields started working with the New York Times and has now become editor. The others are his staff: Miss Stafford is the business manager, Mr. Flynt, a photographer, and Mr. Pender draws the advertisements. Miss Kirkman is a special feature writer for the | paper—she is certainly able to bring out hidden secrets in her interviews.” 28