King High School - Cabin Yearbook (King, NC)

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Senior Superlotives MOST ATHLETIC Kay Carroll-Frank Robertson

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KING PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF 1956 TIME: 1999. PLACE: I Outskirts of the Planet Earth. Well, here we are in the Atomic Age with all its rocket ships, push button gad- gets and supersonic egg-beaters. We have come a long way since that day in May when A K we were graduated from dear old King High, and it seems like only yesterday that I ioined the staff at the New York Times. l'm so glad we thought of the idea of having our class reunion at this quiet out-of-the-way park, on the outskirts of the planet Earth. It has been such a long time since graduation. Just think! 1956, and here it is 1999. It seems like a century, doesn't it? I'm glad I thought of having our classmates wear their original class clay clothes of 1956. Hope we don't look too funny. I certainly had a hard time, as sponsor of this reunion, getting everyone notified. Yes, I called Johnson's Hot Rod Rocket Ship Garage, owned and operated by Jay Lee John- son, about six times. Answering the latest and most modern telephone, the telotalk, invented by Terry Hutchins who is also an expert on rockets. Let's take a walk around the park and see who 's here. Look over there seated on the sof-o- comfort, is Shelby Pixie Bennett, designer of those adorable Pixie Space Hats. And isn't that Doris Hill and Shelby Jean Bennett, well known originators of that famous perfume, Sue-Nan? Let's walk on and see who else has arrived. Say, here comes a rocket now, Iet's see who gets off. Oh! here comes Ruth Newsome, famous interior decorator and her staff, Nellie Tuttle, personal secretary, and Kay McGee, stamp-licker. What's this? A red, yellow and green rocket is just stopping. Who do you suppose could be inside? It must be a ship of dignataries. Well, I was right! Walking down the long red carpet is Royce Flynt, ping-pong champion of Pluto, Max Covington, well known Billionaire Texas oil man and his wife, and stepping off last is Billy Dodson, Public Accountant of the Baker First National Bank, established by and under the capable direction of Rex Levi Baker. Wow, this food is delicious! I see on the menu that it was prepared under the supervision of Bemice Burrow, who is owner of the famous Moulin Rouge Restaurant. I see appearing on the program are Jean Hall and Barbara Ann Smith, singing that popular ballad, The Man Winked and the Elevator Girl Took Him Up. Also on the program I see that Kay Carroll is doing a tap number to Shake, Honey Love, Baby. As vocal talent we will hear JoAnn Hampton, singing, lt Takes Two To Shag, accompanying herself on the harp. After JoAnn's song, comes some informal talks by Frank Robertson, Laine Ferguson, Ralph Voss, Richard Booze, Luke Lawson, and Teddy Clanton who recently were voted All-Universe while playing in the Soup Bowl. Across the table, isn't that Harold Pine-Cone Browder, famous forest ranger, and Barbara Smith recently crowned Miss Venus, and Bonnie Speedy Wilson, Shorthand expert at Gregg Un- iversity and John Punchy Tuttle, outstanding boxer, enjoying each others company. ls there a doctor here? Look who,'s getting up from his seat, Dr. Richard G. Westmoreland and his capable assistant, Jim Robertson, who helped to revive Leon Craddock, who had finally passed out from exhaustion from being too friendly Q4 HOURS LATERI. Listening attentively are Kay Long and her four sons. Now that her boys are in college, Kay has taken the place of Dinah Shore on the show, Beneath the Crust of an Old Apple Pie, directed by Everett Kiser, the great composer. It's getting late and my pilot, Jimmy Watts, and Co-Pilot, Blaine Ferguson, are in a rush to get back home to their wives and lovely children. Let's take one more look around the dance floor. There's John Smith and Wayne Edwards, outstanding magnetic tooth pick designers who seem to be getting more souvenirs of the class re- union. I see that Billy Jo Cat Boles and Duck Cool Boyles are already packing up their instru- ments. They are owners of the Cool Cat's Band on the planet Mars with their number one bag pipe player, Jimmy Beasley, and piano player, Norman Fulk. And over there in the corner is the Nationally known designer of the Duflake Modern Homes, Harold Tuttle. And sitting over there is that talked about Helen Wall, Dean of Women of Planet University and three of her teachers, Geraldine North, Science Teacher, Phyllis Asbury, Voice Teacher, and Iris Southern, Basketball Coach. Over there is Jimmy Smith and his wife who own and operate an extensive lemon ranch. Their yearly income is over twenty thousand dollars. They sell the lemon seeds to Jimmy East who manufactures Lemon Space Drops. They're motioning for me to hurry and all good things must come to an end, so I suppose I had better get back to New York, and resume my responsibilities as editor of our publications. These editorials don't write themselves, you know! GLORIA TUTTLE Class Prophet