Memphis Technical High School - Review Yearbook (Memphis, TN)

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Josephine Conley, Marilyn Domangue, Sara Beth Mead- ows, Ceda Lee and Annabelle Smith. Two wonderful and exciting years were ended and many happy days were over, and,all too son our second chapter was closed. CHAPTER III As we returned to Tech for the last time we were very Dignified Seniors and really wondered if we looked as silly as Sophs as some of those who were at Tech for the first time. We also found that our class had been divided into three groups. Some class members had gone to the summer school and graduated in August and some would graduate in January. During our three years at Tech, boys who entered our class and have left school to join the armed forces are Neal Rider, Carson Plumb- ley, Jesse W. Bell, Dalton Cherry, G. W. Lewis, Uis Johnson, Charles Jones, Jimmie Lcdbetter, Wilbert Mor- ris, Jack Wallace, James Eaton, Guy Akin, Eugene An- derson, Virgil Bishop, Bill Brown, Dewey Carden, Dennis Fitzgerald, Tom Kramer, Richard LeGrand, Bill Loftin, Thomas Smith, Bill Stannard, M. H. Walls, Noel Ellis, Leon Hurt, Harry Thurman, Enoch Morris, Byron Chano- yen, Jimmy Whitemone, Herbert Cody, Gene Simmons, Newman Dacus, Emmet Garner, James Perry, Fred Ken- dall, Bernie Mullikin, Jack Norvell, Tom Sawyer, Gary Curtis, James Scott, Clarence Watson, Fred Courts, James Heard, Sammy Arnett, Jack Bolling, George Cash, Mathew Hall, George Hammon, Anton Holmquist and Wilfred McCord. There had been seventeen who had graduated in January and thirty-seven in August. Our Senior Class officers were: President, Denby Bran- don, Boys Vice-President, Don Robinson, Girls' Vice- President, Jill Robinson, Secretary, Sara Beth Meadows, Treasurer, Bill Wallace, and Chaplain, Margaret Wil- liams. The officers of the National Honor Society were: Pres- ident, Denby Brandon, Vice-President, Margaret Wil- liams, Secretary, Marilyn Domangueg Treasurer, Paul Mostertg Chaplain, Miriam Cristil, and Reporter, Mar- tha Andrews. These officers have proved themselves worthy of the duties bestowed upon them, and have been an asset to the school and its activities. The officers of the Quill and Scroll are: Miriam Cristil, President, Margaret Williams, Vice-President, Jeane Moss, Secretary. Other members are Jane Stepherson, Anne Tyus, June Pitts and Jill Robinson. The Tech High football team was city champions. Seniors on the team were: Don Robinson, John Dugard, Gene Forrester, Bill Jones, Thomas Nicklas, Murray Beler, Charles Sarver, and Billy Sawtell. The basketball team was also city champions, and Don Robinson and Pinky Bowers represented the class. Tech also had a very successful baseball team. Those on the team were Don Robinson, Billy Bell, LaVert Wade, Gene Forretser, Alton Hargrove, Pinky Bowers, Richard Akers, James Lee and Don Finney. The Goodwill Committee which visited other schools during the football season to promote goodwill was made up of Denby Brandon, Jill Robinson, Billy Bell, Joyce Norris and Miriam Cristil. Cheer leaders from the class were Bettye English, LaVert Wade and June Millwood. In the important events on the drill field we see the following who are officers and sponsors in the R.0.T.C.: Lt. Col. John Parker and June Miller. Lt. Col. Denby Brandon and Betty Cockrill. Major Richard Akers and Mary Jean Hankins. Major Paul Mostert and Juanita Vernon. Capt. Don Robinson and Martha Little. Capt. Bill Wallace and Mary Jo Baseman. Capt. Bill Rothrock and Sara Beth Meadows. Capt. Don Finney and Billie Mae Chastain. Cap.t Walton Sheely and Doris Jaudon. Capt. Billy Bell and Miriam Cristil. 1st Lt. Pittman Warren and Louise Stone. lst Lt. Lehman Sammons and Joyce Norris. lst Lt. Joe Norvell and Faye Herriman. lst Lt. Mort Scruggs and Carol McDonald. 2nd Lt. Jerry Nevels and Mary C. Daniels. 2nd Lt. James Lee and Jane Williamson. 2nd Lt. Joe Sax and Jeanne Ford. Honorary sponsors are Lt. Col. June Miller, Capt. Elizabeth Rodgers, 1st Lt. Martha Andrews, Major Jean Hankins, and 2nd Lt. Betsy Brinkmeir. Lt. Col. Parker enlisted in the Merchant Marine and Denby Brandon became lieutenant colonel. Cadet Major Richard Akers also joined the Merchant Marine. The Seniors on the Yellowjacket staff were: Editors- in-chief, Miriam Cristil and Margaret Williamsg ex- change editor, Jeanne Moss, cartoonist, John Anderson: columnist, Bill Rothrock, and secretary, June Pitts. As- sisting the staff were Bettye English, Jack Ringer, Betty Ann Jones, Flora Martin, Jill Robinson, Jane Stepherson, Anne Tyus and Pinky Bowers. We have had a very successful three years at Tech and we shall always remember the patient kindness of all our teachers. To our class division teachers we give double thanks for their helpfulness along our way to success while in high school. As we go we le-ave behind our teachers and class- mates but we shall forever take our precious memories with us. With us we as individuals take our school motto, Ad Astra Per Aspera, and shall some day reach the stars through difficulties. s Our book is finished and though we shall soon be in all parts of the earth, we shall never forget our days at Tech. 4 4 4 4 4 PAGE FIFTY ONE

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Shampoo ads, Clara Bootsie Jones, was also waiting to be photographed with her fellow model, Joann Mc- Adams, who going to Hollywood as Loan. Behold. While waiting for Linville Hawkins, Leon's assistant, who is called Flash because his head resembles a burned-out light bulb, to untangle the mess-no reflection on Betty! Bootsie and Joan discussed the cover girl of the year, Mary Belle Pilgrim, who got that title because whenever her picture appears on a magazine cover everyone runs to cover it. I next saw Mary Ruben, the interior decorator, who was decorating his interior with a chopped liver sand- wich-he brought his own lunch and his friend, Gene Simmons, the book reviewer, who was engrossed in a little black book. And there was Alice Pitts, the one who sings the commercials on the radio, asking Van Sin- gleton if he'd seen the show. She shouldn't have asked that-she could see he was foaming at the mouth. I saw Martha Nelson, secretary to William Wilcox, who is president of the Wilcox Insurance lno double indemnity clauses-we saw that picture, tool Company. Martha was telling Velma Turnipseed, one of America's best dressed women, of Esther Matthew's lecture tour. Esther is founder of a charm school ijust send us a penny postcard-we're dreadfully low on stationeryj. And there was Charles Rogers, the world's champion pie-eater, just as pie-faced as ever. Patti Hamilton was visiting New York from the little Middle Western College where she is an English teacher, and Jane Dickerson, editor of a woma.n's magazine, discussed with Pauline Reynolds, the author, her latest story for the magazine. Then I saw a luscious pair of nylons in the middle of the floor and around them a rope. The first poor unsus- pecting victim to fall for this bait was Barbara Mann. As soon as she had touched the stockings the rope sprang around her and left her danging several feet in the air-her feet! Then a police siren sounded, from be- hind a trash heap stepped an uncouth creature with a gun in one hand and a book in the other. As this charac- ter advanced to Barabar I asw that it was Jeane Moss and the book she held was her own, My Adventures in the Memphis World Exposition, 1956 and was printed by Bobby Simonton's publishing company. This trap was the only method of getting people to read her book. Having nothing better to do-and may I advise that you never get that desperate for something to do-I decided to read several chapters. Looking over Barbara's trem- bling shoulder I read this: My boss, Jack Ringer, editor of the Memphis Sun, called me into his office one day and told me to cover the Memphis World Peace Exposition in disguise as a street cleaner. As my assistant, he sent Denby Brandon, the copy boy. We were to apply to for jobs as street cleaners at the office of Mayor Ray Sanders. We walked in and bumped into the secretary, Lois Hughes. Mayor Sanders gave us jobs and then he took me aside and asked if I thought Denby would make a good street cleaner. After all, he said, it takes brains to do this sort of job. I assured him that Denby would be satis- factory in this job since he had done such work before. We shuffled by the beautiful Plycon Building, where President Margaret Williams, the first woman president of the United States and for whom they had to change PAGE FIFTY-FOUR Ar',4 -1- the constitutional age so that she would be able to hold office, was dedicating this exposition to permanent world peace. Seated near the president was her all-woman cabinet, including Secretary of State Bobbye Collier, Sec- retary of War Ann Wilosn, Secretary of Labor Benthel Nichols, Secretary of Treasury Dorothy Crysack, Post- master General Oeda Lee, Attorney General Elnora Naughn, Secretary of Navy Mary Ann Crook, Secretary of Commerce Marie VValden. Just then I heard something crack and there -was Denby lying on the ground-he had broken his broom by leaning too hard on it. I looked over at the Peruvian Building, where I saw Ambassador Frances Dixon, who was recently appointed because of hc: excellent knowledge of Spanish. She says modestly that she owes everything to Miss Lula P. Cullen, Stand- ing near Miss Dixon was the President's personal ad- viser, Ernest Pinky Bowers. While I stared at them, I was almost knocked down by those still insqiarables- Jeannine Coleman and Mary Francis Spence. They both started telling me where you could get the most won- derful super-duper hamburgers imaginable. It's a little stand across from Bettie Lowe's Souvenir Shop, chirped Jeannine. I ran down there and found out that the stand was owned by Beeler, Hammers, Henders and Yoon. Murray Beeler cut the bread and put the mustard ong Gus Hammers fried the meat! Orma Henders put the pickle and onion on, and Alfred Yoon handed the mas- terpiece to the now-starving customer. I looked around and I recognized Don Robinson, who is now coach of the champion track team at Yale. Don was promoted to coach form the second string when he explained a diffi- cult lateral pass to the coach. June Pitts ran over to ask my opinion on the World Peace Exposition. I soon found out that she was the head of the Gallup Poll. I decided to go over to the Souvenir Shop and pick up a few things. As I walked in I found that Leona Beverly was still trying to explain the South Carolina Nullifica- tion Act to Miss Butler. Jim Davenport waited on me and tried his best to sell me a gen-uwine sea-shell, guaranteed to be found in the Mississippi River. My money was cheerfully snatched by Jean Moss, the cashier. I walked out and turned on my pocket Walkie-talkie. I quickly switched off the year's latest finds Qin fact, too latej, Marjorie Wilson and Mary Ann Fallot. Then I heard a loud sobbing voice and I knew that it was time for Pep-You-Up Cereal's program, known as The Happy Life of Matilda Zickerwacky, starring Audrey Greer. The program was introduced with loud sobs by Opal Cherry. The members of the happy family consisted of Joe Zickerwacky, played by Harold Wadeg Mother Plotzenheimer, played by Barbara Nowell, and the dog, played by Virginia Easley. For the best performance on radio, the dog won top honors. Because there were so many tears in my eyes, I hard- ly noticed that I was sweeping dirt all over Virginia Camp's feet. When I looked up, shie recognized me, and I certainly recognized her because her face had been plastered all over eviery billboard in America. She was the Float-Away Toothpaste Girl. She had been made famous by her equally famous agent, Dick Busby. With Virginia was Joyce Norris, who was singing with Tommy Dorsey's band. Joyce told me that Sara Beth Meadows

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fi 6lfll:02S C-!6l.4.4 mojo 667 Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day ..... Because Macbeth and his hard-driving Simon Legree of a wife were not enough to keep my eyelids from hang- ing down to my chinmor maybe it was because of that new mascara with the cement base-I decided to leave my fellow inmates of first period English. No, I didn't intend to beg the permission of Miss Johnston to run to my locker on the second floor and get my package of Dentyne tdreamer that I aml. I had one of those new in- ventions, the Handy Pocket Portable Collapsible fit often dldb Peer-o-scope, an extraordinary little gadget which looks off into the future, guaranteed to satisfy or your twenty-five cents refunded, so the clerk at Walgreen's had assured me the day before as I chewed up some lunch there . . . Ooops, discovered! Determined to get my money's worth I set the dial at 1955, put the instrument to my eye-under cover of my English Writers, of course -and peered. lThe Penny Arcade would not comparel I was amazed at the power of my little two-bit con- traption, for there before me 'mong the gay lights of ole Broadway stood a gigantic theater. It made the once-great Madison Square Garden look like a summer stock playhouse. In bright neon letters ten feet high lokay, so it was only nine and a half? appeared the name----the William Rothrock Super Colossal Theater. And under these breath-taking words ran several lines of small print fonly eight feet highj announcing the ap- pearance of many stars of stage, screen, and radio, who were on a tour of the nation. The ticket seller was Thelma Eichelberger, who tried to short-change everyone. Betty Livingston, who never got further than physics at Tech, was arguing the difference between fifty cents and a half dollar and finally walked away with seventy-five cents donated by several irritated people who were tired of waiting in line. Thomas Nicklas, the famous football player, contributed three slightly worn slugs to the col- lection. The ushers, Ben Galloway and Lester Hoback, kept saying, Use the aisles to the right, until the theater-goers vwcre surprised to find themselves out on the street again. Once my peer-o-scope had pierced the inner walls of the theater, looked around at the first nighter audience. Seated in the spacious aditorium were many of my old school friends. Surrounded by furs, jewels, and men, some of whom were-well, bobby sox, I'm no census tak-c-.'!-the multi-millionaires, Jill Robinson. With her were her glamorous friends, Bettye English, who has traveled over every inch of the globe promoting good will 1she's just the one who can do itj, and Miriam Cristil, who is co-owner with Jill of an exclusive dress salon. These two smart girls have practically forced Hattie Carnegie out of businicss. On the third row were the Honorable Paul Mostert, Speaker of the House of Representatives, and his office boy, Frank Jackson. I noticed John Anderson making sketches of the surround- x PAG E FI FTY-TWO JANE STEPHERSON AND JEANE MOSS ings. John, who is known porfessionally as Andy, has created several comic strips such as Notes On a Nut, Journeys Of a Jerk, etc., which are read and enjoyed by everyone but Lehman Sammons, who hasn't learned to read yet. Lehmah, by the way, is chief goldbrick of six-star General John Parker, the only one of its kind in existence! Seated next to Andy was the polo-playing playboy, Jerry Dunn. My attention was now drawn to some horrible racket which I recognized as the overture. II had read the scriptj. Waving a baton and dividing his g'ancs between Joe Sax and Walton Sheley, who were playing the white spots on the music instead of the black spots for are you supposed to?J was Mort Scruggs. Just before the house light dimmed I saw Joan Rook and Gloria Booker, those two girls-about-town, dash to their seats in the eighth row. As the lights went out a hush fell over everyone-- everyone but Barbara Munn, the gossip columnist, who gave out with one of those musical f'?J laughs, while Elizabeth Spencer, Joyce Eubank and Marjorie Horton told her the latest about their white collar jobs. 1They work in a laundry.J The master of ceremonies stepped to the footlights and to my surprise I saw that he was Billy Irium Plus Bell iwhata smile! whata a. personality! whata lie!J. First was the introduction of Miss America by her man- ager, Joe Norvell. For the third time in succession Amer- ica's most beautiful was Faye Herriman. Then there was a dance by Joy Alexander. Next Martha Andrews, the celebrated Metropolitan star, sang an operatic solo. Then there was a play written by the famous playwright, Flora Martin, which starred the Hollywood favorites, Mary Jean Hankins, queen of the pin-ups. and Richard Akers, idol of the idiots. Josephine Conley was given a bit part-something she could sink her teeth into. Next from, the Don Finney Model Agency, were Rose Marie Danlre, Mary Elizabeth Benson, Betty Ann Jones, Mari- lyn Domangue, June Miller and Dorothy Bennett, who were to accompany the new Maid of Cotton, Billie Eng- lish, on her nationwide tour. flf these beauties can't sell cotton, nothing can!J Billie Mae Chastain then sang a song while the audience drooled. For those who wanted the more intellectual type of entertainment a Genius Quiz was presented with repre- sentatives from various fields of learning. Those who took part in this bit of irony-and it really took brass-- were: Oliver Reeves and Neely Roper, mathematical wizards, Dortha Anderson, the new dean of Vassar, Shirley Hillstrom, noted authority on foreign languages: Bruce Reynolds, expert musician, Betsy Brinkmier, prom- inent comedian, Donald Roe, newspaper man, and Lona Lovett, famous artist. Waldo Long, who is noted for nothing, was the quizmaster-a case of the blind lead- ing the blind. '