Lincolnton High School - Pine Burr Yearbook (Lincolnton, NC)

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1' I ., - - X 1 a 1 , s M , 1. . - I , . I L , , u Jr , .. ' 'ffm X-JL X,,., . 'eo' 'l'l lt'l ll'l'l 'l l '' ft .. s 'f is sit in 1 ID 5 .i P wi N is tf me is 0:0 in Costner is the editor. Immediately. I called her, and as she had to write up a brilliant recep tion. she invited me along. She knows everybody. it seems, and I was introduced to so many people that my brain is all mixed up. October 25, l951.-Plainfield, N. J.-I went into the stock market today to buy a few shares. Bud Page has the controlling interest now. When I saw the wealthy Cieorge Calvin Page I was quite disappointed, because I expected him to be very dignified. His red hair is now white but he still jumps about as much as usual. XVhen I got on the train to go back to New York I was looking over a timetable and my eyes fell on the words 'Curtis Broom. Vice-President. And I was looking at a Cresent Limited timetable. I had to prove my suspicions, so I looked him up, and my suspicions were true for once. Curtis always was pretty swift. but I never thought I'd ever see him land at the head of the Cresent Limited. November 25. 1951.-East Bend. Ind.+Today I went to see Buck Mauney's eleven beat the Navy. The critics say Buck is the best coach that Notre Dame has had. I went to offer my congratulations after the game. and discovered Pat Cashion to be his assistant. November 30, 1951.-Montreal, Canada.-I went into the store of the most famous furrier in this city today. I found Annie Lee Finger and David Wilkinson as managers. Annie Lee and David had been models up until ten days ago, and then they were promoted. I was proud to find two of my former classmates making good in Canada. I think I prefer the United States. though. Annie Lee told me that Hattie Fortenbury and Dorthy Elmore ran an Oriental tea room around the corner, so I hurried around. I was quite surprised at the many different nationalities represented in the employed. December 7, l95l.-Reno, Nevadaf-I had to make train connections here today and talk about miraclesf I saw Pud Ramsey coming toward me. I nearly ran because I thought I was seeing things. Pud told me that she was getting a divorce from her third husband. Her first husband shot himself because she flirted so much: her second husband went raving crazy for the same reason: but the sad part of it was that Puds third husband could flirt as much as she. and she didnt like that: hence, the third divorce. December IO. l95l.-Los Angeles. Calif.-All over the north. east, and west. I have been seeing these palatial hot dog stands. On all of them is the phrase Snookie's Hot Dogs. Today I was determined to find out for myself what they were. So into the Hnest Snookie's hot dog stand I could find, I went. I asked the cashier why the Snookie, and she explained that all over ten states was a chain of hot dog stands owned by a very wealthy woman. I asked who the woman was and she said. There she is coming out of her office. My goodnessf It was Leanora Gamble. And behind her was Eli7abeth Stroupe. her companion and secretary. I was tickled to death. She told me all about her wealth and how she got her start by marrying a multifmillionaire. who gave her a few millions to play with and she turned them into hot dogs. About 3200 in the afternoon she took me to see all her hot dog stands in Los Angeles. Before she could go, she had to take her dancing lesson under Woodrow Blanton, who has taken Ned Wayburn's place in the dancing world. I went with her afterwards. and we rode out to the famous school of horseback riding. Louise XVeaver owns this school and many of the most famous stars patronize it. Evie Hinkle and Mary Keever are instructors in this school. Then came the tour of hot dog stands. North Carolinians were managers of every onel Ed Caldwell. Herman Smith, and Yates Ward had all been imported from North Carolina to be pages for the great hot dog queen. I rode out to the beach at sunset by aeroplane. In one of the most secluded spots. I saw a young lady painting. Minnie Carpenter had won much distinction in Paris as an artist, but I did not know she had returned until I saw her painting right before me. December IZ, l95l.?IcIollywood. Calif.-I have had so many surprises since the begin- ning of my journey that I hated to leave for home tonight so I can get there for Christmas. but it all can't last forever. I'm going to have one last party by going to see Quilmer Fortenbury battle for the worlds heavyweight championship tonight with Mabel Warlick and Catherine Wolfe. the two most famous movie stars of Paramount. Paul Childers, Quilmer's manager, gave us a few ringside seats for the party. -JOHN T. PERKINS. Page Twenty-live 3-'init-itiivfivtiuioifiioif 3-11-21.iificvoqzawioiriioioiiit:11-iiiiiotpiiiiiioqz-an ,... ri. .ff ........ ri , as ..,, .,.. rt . as ..,. .... ,... va. .ff ....,.. H