Kittrell College - Bulldog Yearbook (Kittrell, NC)

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PROPHECY My crystal ball is slowly gazing into the future about five or six years, in the City of Philadelphia. There I'm looking at a white ranch styled home where Mr. and Mrs. Thomas West live. Wait! Look, there on the porch stands Mrs. Mamie West now, looking in the best of health. » Sorry, I can’t stay, but my crystal ball is very anxious to travel on to New York. In New York, I see Miss Grace Sims, and Miss Barbara Scott going to Miss Marie Wal- ton’s Beauty Salon. The beauticians in the salon are Miss Walton, Miss Ethel Barnes, and Miss Ernestine Redd. Gee, ladies, your hair looks very nice! Leaving Marie’s Beauty Salon we travel across town and there we see Miss Bernice Smith trying out for her first big play on Broadway. Good luck, Miss Smith! To the fair city and state of New York we've said our farewells, for now I must travel closer to my destination. Hi Fellow Students— My next stop is at the nation’s capital in Washington and there we see Mr. Notr- man Cobbs and Mr. Charles Taylor as congressmen. They always liked to talk politics. A couple of doors from where the congressmen are meeting, we see Miss Ruthvin Wil- liams as the first lady to be Secretary of Foreign Affairs. Walking down Pennsylvania Avenue, we see Miss Ruby Watkins, modeling the dress Miss Smith will be wearing, created by Miss Pearl Redd. Leaving that section of Washington we travel to “Cortez Peters Business School,” where we see Miss Margaret Carter as one of the main instructors, with Miss Helen Shepperson as Mr. Peter's secretary. Still in Washington, we visit our President who is sick in Walter Reed’s Hospital and his nurses are Miss Fannie Turner, and Mrs. Arlean Ross. Keep up the good work! At the same time, something revolutionary is being invented by another Edison, only this Edison’s name is Mr. James Wiley. To the nation’s capital we say good-bye, but my crystal ball and I will be spinning your way again. Help! I hear a call for a social worker in Los Angeles, California. Miss Flossie Oliver is answering that call, as she has always done in the past. My crystal ball is slowly fading now going through all the dust and snow into the large state of Arizona. Wait! Go back! I thought I saw a cattle ranch about a mile back. Wait! I did!- It belongs to Mr. James Wood and Mr. Robert Crawley. Who is there as their business manager? Why none other than the capable Mr. McDonald Bagley. The ranch is so large, but directly on the other side of the ranch sits a large school. Samuel Jackson’s School of Singing and Dancing. The voice teachers are Mr. Jackson and Miss Christine Irving. The dance instructor is Mr. Henry Redd. Well my crystal ball is getting tired, so 1 must journey back home to Texas. After entering Texas, I see an Engineering Plant owned and operated by Mr. Robert Hamlin. Miss Elsie Booker is head of the Mathematics department. Two blocks from the plant, I see a funeral home, which is under the direction and supervision of Mr. Ronald Ward, a licensed director and embalmer. His business associate and friend is Rev. Richard Hale, one of the largest ministers in town. The crystal ball’s last stop is at the home of Miss Rosetta Hall, a history teacher at Prairie View College, Prairie View, Texas. Well, finally my crystal ball has returned, so until its awakening period, I shall say, “Good-bye.” —Rosetta Hall.

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY In 1956, a group of students entered Robert R. Moton High School, Farmville, Virginia, destined to become another student group in the struggle for integration in Virginia. Before the termination of the school year, we had lost one of our beloved classmates, Charles Brown. Our experiences, as ninth graders better prepared us to meet the challenges of the unforeseen future. As tenth graders, we can never forget Lillian Ford, who surprised the class by win- ning the Miss Homecoming title and Lucy West who won first prize at the District Science and Mathematics Conference in Biology. At the beginning of our Junior Year, we constantly kept our heart in tone for the greatest event of that year “The Junior-Senior Prom.” Although a great deal of time was spent in planning for our Prom, the juniors rendered excellent service to the leading organizations of the school, in which many of them held leading offices. We were represented on the football team by James Wiley, Ronald Ward and Sammy Jack- son; and on the basketball team were Charles Taylor, Robert Crawley and Norman Cobbs. Other highlights of our Junior activities was the crowning of Bernice Smith as “Miss Moton,” the honorable mention of Flossie Oliver as the second place winner in the “Miss Homecoming Contest;” the representation of Elsie Booker and James Wiley in the State Science Conference; Margaret Carter and Flossie Oliver in the Library Science Conference; and the selection of Bernice Smith to represent our school in a debate on “Moral and Spiritual Values” at Virginia State College, Petersburg, Virginia. Between the closing of our Junior year and the beginning of our Senior year, an unfortunate situation occurred in our county. This situation dealt with the closing of all public schools in our county; a decision ordered by our educational officials because they were not willing to begin integrating the schools. At this point, our future dreams, desires, and aspirations to graduate from our school or any school became hopeless and seemed more a fairy tale; but became a reality, when Kittrell Junior College, under the dynamic leadership of Bishop Frank Madison Reid and President M. Arthur Camper opened her doors to us. Because of such cir- cumstances, we gratefully, prayerfully, and eagerly embarked upon Kittrell’s campus to commence our Senior year. Upon arrival, the administrators, faculty, and other students extended to us a most hearty reception which helped to make the problem of adjustment less difficult. We soon found ourselves connected with many organizations. Such organizations as the high school choir, dramatics club, library club, A. C. E. League, Sunday School, house government staff, student council, and intramurals. In conclusion, permit us to say that our Senior year here has been one of warmth, enthusiasm, friendliness, loyalty, co- operation, and gratitude, which we shall forever remember and cherish. Glass; Colores wate waves ey neat tases Purple and Gold Clase BIO WEE ian ah f laihalgeper Naat tect pase Agate Camelia Class) Motto oo ke “We have crossed the river, the ocean lies ahead.”

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CLASS POEM From these grounds we shall part And with our leaving; there’s hope in our hearts To strive and struggle; to further our goals To gain higher standards we must embark. The Class of 1960 is leaving now; with hope and zest To carry the portals of Dear Old Kittrell To meet life’s rugged test. Our days here have been taskful And our memories have been bright, Of all our days in many ways To follow in the right. The joys and sorrows that we shared Of friendship that we knew, Will fit us for a better world If we'll but follow through. Farewell “Dear Alma Mater” To you we will be true, For all our days in joyous ways We owe so much to you. May we be worthy in all ways Like children of one fold Forever, and a day from now Our cherished blue and gold. —Mamie D. Evans. SENIOR CLASS SONG Tune: GOD OF OUR FATHERS Words: Rosetta Hall We the Seniors of Kittrell High, Extend to you our last good-bye. Though we regret our time has come, To call our year’s, our year’s work done. Though we will miss you with all our heart, This is the day we've worked for from the start. Now that our dreams have all come true, We say good-bye, good-bye to you. Well its bzen one long year of working, But finally we've made it through. Our parents, teachers, and president, Did the best, the best that they could do. The time for parting is very near, Into the world we go from here. Though we are going, our hopes are high, Farewell Kittrell, Kittrell farewell.