Marshall High School - Islander Yearbook (Marshall, NC)

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GLAS Se PRR OPRTEGY After years of hard work we had decided to take a vacation. Our first stop was New York. As our car drew near an ESSO Service Station we noticed a fine looking gentleman standing near a Cadilac. We stopped for gas and the man came to our car and began a brilliant conversation. We immediately recognized Bernard Ramsey, an old friend from our high school days. He told us that he owned a chain of ESSO Stations but in the summer time was playing baseball with the Brooklyn Dodgers. We left the station and had a short drive into town. Upon our arrival we saw an elaborate store with the name Metcalf's Department Store. We entered the store in order to purchase evening clothes to wear to a party to which Mr. Ramsey had invited us. The first person we saw was Emily Metcalf, who was owner and head dress designer of the store. After chatting for some while, we walk- ed down the street and stopped at a bank to cash a check. Irma Fisher was president of the bank and she asked us out for coffee. There was a restaurant a block down the street which served delicious food. We learned that Jewell Worley was proprietor. After all the excitement of the day, we decided to see a movie. Imagine our sur- prise when we saw Frankie Hunter, Jeanette Wilds and Ima Jean Davis on the screen, starring in Gone With The Sun. When we left the theater it was raining. The next day David had a cold. | went to the drugstore for medicine and found that Sally Roberts was the Pharmacist. When I started back to the hotel, | encountered Margarette Morrow, Joyce Rice, Grace Norton, June Faulkner, Marie Ward, Marie Hunter and Bonnie Edwards who told me that they were now serving inthe waves. Another block down the street | met Martha Jane Jarrett, Glenna Norton, and A. Z. Norton who told me that they had opened a beauty parlor and were doing pretty well for themselves. The next day we were seeing the sights. After having several flats and becoming rather discouraged, we stopped at the Ford place to rent a car and leamed that Leonard Payne was head of the firm. Walking further down the street | met Captain Betty Lou White, R.N., now serving in the Air Corps. She told me that Calvin Edney and Cloid Shelton had gone into business for themse!ves and now had a lawfirm. We visited the High School and after having asked who was the teacher of business Education we soon learned by running to the second floor to inves- tigate screams of pain. It was Francine Ramsey, a student had dropped a typewriter on her foot. We decided to go to the Stork Club for dinner. After our arrival, we learned that Swann and Garrett Ramsey were proprietors and Harry Fisher was the doorman. Hearing a beautiful voice singing You're Mine, we turned to see Johnny McElroy who was now a famous singer. After dinner we took a bus back to the Hotel and who else but Bruce Treadway was the bus driver. Bruce told us that Hubert Nub Edwards was football coach at Carolina, and that Bennie Simmons and Charles Caldwell were teaching Physics and Algebra; that Ralph Ramsey had become an architect, and that Jimmie Conner was now a Captain in the Navy. On our way back to our respective jobs, we, David McKinney, President of the United States,and Boots Proffitt, his confidential secretary, decided that the members of our class had done very well for themselves. CLASS PROPHET David McKinney CLASS PROPHET David McKinney

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GSA SSH SHLOIRia We let our minds ramble back over the twelve short years to the day on which we entered the Marshall School. Happy, happy days! It all began when we made our debut as first graders in 1941. How new, how strange it seemed to us, but it did not take us long to get the feeling that we belonged to the school, and that the school belonged to us. Our enthusiasm was enlarged as we learned to read and to write. Playing and working together tended to make us love the school more. First grade, fifth grade, third grade, seventh grade; they all seem to run together now. Our work was harder and we looked forward to recess more eagerly. We loved nothing better than teaming against another room to play baseball, or for any kind of a contest. Few of uswill ever forget how it always thrilled us to hear a story such as Heida or Lassie Comes Home. 1949 and High School! It was all new again; changing classes, having a different teacher each period. The newness of it wore off and becamea familiar routine. Most of us had thought our work would be lightened by having only four subjects, but we soon found out that any one of the four could require more work than half a dozen subjects in the grades. In this year the girls had more interest in Home Economics, while the boys liked math and basketball. The outstanding memory of our sophomore year is the campaign we puton in support of our can- didate in the popularity contest. We did not win, though we lacked very little. Miss Ramsey, be- sides being a good teacher, was a grand sport in the way she helped us. This year many of the boys in our class were becoming outstanding in the field of sports. 1951. We all were together again inthe Junior classroom. That was a very exciting year for all of us. Parties, class rings, and the Junior-Senior Banquet brought us lots of fun. Most all of us were sixteen by then and many of our original class had dropped out of school, some because of handicaps, some beccuse of their inability to meet the required conditions, and some just because they did not like to go to school. Seniors at last! Plenty of excitement; plans for a senior trip, senior play, sending invitations, the thrill of being seniors and through it all the half-panic of a life ahead which did not have as its center the Marshall High School. On the school's undefeated team some of the most valuable players were from our class. We also contributed much to the excellence of the baseball and bas- ketball teams. Memories crowd upon us, clamoring to be included here. We brush them aside, but their insis- tance assures us that the school will always be a part of us,and that we shall always remember our days at the old Marshall High School. CLASS HISTORIAN James Connor

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SENIOR SUPERLATIVES BEST ALL AROUND Jewell Worley - Bernard Ramsey