Lodge High School - Lodge Yearbook (Lodge, SC)

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 ' ftg; PHCPRECY I, the writer of the prophecy, an daring to look into the future. To most of ua the future may seen a deep mystery, but as I write this prophecy I am able to visualize each member of the class as I present them toyou. My first vision is of a well known studio where their latest picture is being completed. As the vision becomes plainer I see a beautiful actress on the set making her last scene. Finally, I recognize her as an old classmate, Margaret Sauls, In a busy office I see a sturdy hand rapidlv goin through some papers. As the pounding of the typewriter begins, I recognize her as Kathryn. But wait—Kathryn has a very competent helper and her face is so familiar. Why of course.... its Violet. They’re cousins, you know, and still inseparable, it seems. Rosa Lee Martin, Betty Hudson, and Merle Folk are singing on the Briar Hopper Program in an International hook-up. The scene changes to darkest Africa where I find George H. Bowers read- ing the Scripture to his class of ex-canibals. With a mouth that never runs down he keeps them entertained. Honie Proveaux and 7 . P. Ulmer are the world’s champion typists and are putting on exhibitions in New York City for the Royal Typewriter Company. Henry Gibson, I find out, is doing a rope stunt,and with his accompany- ing wise-cracks is making a Bob Hope of himself. I see rared back in a straight chair in a small-town grocery store, none other than Roy Jones. They tell me he whispers to the mice to be quiet when customers come in so he won’t have to get up and wait on them.That boy never did forget to be lazy; For future predictions concerning you, contact Moye Padgett, Jr. He never falls to please his customers. ijgjgg waif n h w «a

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 MHTWVf « -«•• ' ' - • «W. « ■ -. , tv I K £ CLASS MIRROR Qa the morning of September 6, 1944 our class entered high school A little shaky at the prospect of our new teacher, and thrilled at being with the grown-ups we walked into the new year with abnormally swelled heads. We found, to our surprise, Mr. Clayton was a regular fellow whom we re- spected and liked, and also that our heads were rapidly deflated because we weren't the only class in high scnool. In the ninth grade we picked up Lenora Warren, Mary warren, Marie Robi- son, Thelma Martin and Jack 0'Wuinn from Ruffin Schools and also traded Mr Clayton for Mrs. Mae Anderson. Ch, how we hated to give up Mr. Clayton, but we soon learned to love Mrs Anderson, too. Instead of the 3 Musketeers our class doubled that The 6 musketeers included Mary Folk, Violet Gibson,Kath- ryn Kicklighter, Rosa Lee Martin, Bobby Berry and Margaret Sauls. This year we thought we were jolly Juniors but were suddenly awakened to the fact that the 12th Grade had been added to high school and naturally, we were nothings'’. Miss Sauls was added to the Home Economics Department — and Mrs. Anderson moved to Smoaks. Joyce Bunton became the first housewife of our class and Fete Johns traded Lodge Schools for Carlisle Military Aca- demy in Bamberg Maybe this year we're jolly juniors ! That we must be for we're in the 11th Grade Miss Power left us this year and Miss Louise Pontious from Walter boro took over to try her hand at teaching us English. Miss lucre tia Brabham traded Lodge for Orangeburg and we Inherited Mrs. Wlldred Willis of Denmark in our Commerce Department. She was also our home-room teacher. Shortly after school started, Thelma Carson decided housekeeping for the nan she loved was much nicer than coming to school every day, so 3he left us.... Our 6 Musketeers divided into two companies—Rosa Lee, Violet and Kathryn in one and Mary, Bobby and Margaret in the other. Romances really blossomed but soon faded out as the weather grew warmer. At last---We are dignified Seniors I What few of us that are left, I mean. Mrs. Willis is again our home-room teacher, but Miss Pontious turned her duties over to Mrs. La venia Stahl. Bobby Berry became the third house- wife, followed by Grace Barnes and Jessie Lee Polk. Mary Polk is attending Columbia College and the remaining few of us are here at Lodge trying feeb- ly to make our fare to Washington in the Spring. Mrs. Willis firmly beliefs we'll make the grade and with her pulling for us we're bound to get there... Yes, we are graduating—and with us, one of the finest leaders a class could possibly have. A person who has been a friend, an excellent teacher, a good sport along with us, and the best Superintendent any school ever had, Mr. Padgett We are so glad he waited until we finished to graduate from the teaching profession. Thanks so much, Mr. Padgett, for all you've done to guide us in the right way during these five years. Honie Proveaux Charter Member Senior Class I

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 r wr. N LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of Lodge High School, realizing that our life in this wonderful atmosphere has come to an end and while our so-called Master Minds” are still working, wish to make this, our Class Will: To the faculty, we leave our most sincere hope that the rising Senior Class will be Just what you want them to be--not what we were. Tie also want to say thank you for all you’ve done for us, a very hearty thank youJI To Mr. Padgett wo wish to express our appreciation for the long string of privileges (?) that you gave us. To Mary Louise Brabham we leave Margaret Saul's ability to guard the tough ones”. We leave Honie Proveaux's long legs to Junior Carson in hopes Junior might not get lost on the basketball court. For Furman Peters we leave Henry Gibson's very calm and collected,even shy attitude In hopes Furman might be tamed down to a normal amount of noise. To Henri Bishop we leave tt.P.'s curly hair, and his ”way with women”. Please, Henri, consider the value of your inheritance and never let the Spirit of . P.” down. For Tony we leave Kathryn's ability to make delicious cakes so she will be able to catch her man”. Rosa Lee, Violet, and Mrs. Willis leave, with pleasure, to the rising Senior Class and Faculty Sponsor, their ability to worry---aspeclally over the trip to Washington. To W. L. we leave Merle's art of ”just missing her ride to school by two seconds • We leave to Moye, Jr. Roy's love for Spanish in hopes he will add as little to the class as Roy has. To Lois we leave Rosa Lee's freckles since Lois hasn't any. Don't be selfish with them, Lois--You might share them with Miriam Polk. 7,e know that is the only thing we could leave you would appreciate. Especially for 31anchard, George Henry leaves his never failing ability to talk when he should be listening. And now, to the Junior Class as a whole are our best wishes that you may achieve the success and love that the teachers bestowed on us though we aren't going to say how much that was. THE PLAINT HUMAN Season of snows, and season of flowers, Seasons of loss and gainl-- Sinoe grief and joy must alike be ours, Tiiiy do we still complain? Ever our failing, from sun to sun, 0 my intolerant brother.-- Tie want Just a little too little of one. And much too much of the other. James Whitcomb Riley