Montevallo High School - Montala Yearbook (Montevallo, AL)

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peter OE of Ye who depart from this atmosphere of studiousness, where we have slaved and labored, do leave with deepest sorrow. We, being of sound mind and body, without assistance from any psychiatrist, do make, declare, and publish this our last will and testament. To the faculty we give our sincere appreciation for their kind ness and understanding through all our years of schooling. To the entire Junior Class we leave all our troubles and sor- rows, the restless, sleepless nights of worrying over our problems as Seniors and, most of all, the proud feeling of being a Senior. Virginia Holcombe wills her mythology notes and patience for writing and receiving letters to Betty Ann Frost. Jean Davidson wills to Pauline Smitherman and Jimmie Yessick her good records in Home Economics. Doris Pickett wills her giggles to Billie Jean Wallace and Ruth Sellers. Virginia Eddings and Nell Lawrence leave behind their interest in history to Betty Joyce Smith and Lillie B. Johnson. Jerry Anthony leaves her radiant smile to Betty Ingran. Sam Hale, with a sigh, wills to Johnnie Litton his ability to croon. Alvin Harrell wills to Edna Boothe his job as bus driver. Dot Baumgartner and Jerry Crump will their ability to make excuses and get out of class to Zlise Calhoun and Jerry Farlow. (Make use of them, girls.) Winifred Black wills her English accent to Melvin Klotzman. Bertha McGiboney wills her ability to play basketball to John Davis. Dean Stewart and H. C. Woolley leave behind their Smooth dancing to Myrtis Blalock and Yvonne Horton. ¢; 28

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HI-LIGHTS When February rolled around we became interested in a play, The State of the Union , billed for the Temple Theater in Birmingham for the nineteenth. Posthaste we brought money to cover the cost of tickets, chartered a bus, and at six o'clock on the night of the 19th, were lined up to get on the bus. The play was very good and we all enjoyed it thoroughly. March winds blew gustily and school began to air out a bit. It was time for the Spotlight Car- nival. The Senior Class, no less than every other group, put on its thinking cap. Ha, we found it! A gypsy caravan--fortune telling, palm reading. It all worked out like a puzzle. For the parade our ingenious boys constructed a mar- velous covered wagon. The treat of the whole parade was the horse power in the form of senior boys pulling the wagon. Many a chuckle passed through the spectators as it slowly made its way down the street. We were puffed with pride when it won the prize for the best float. Time marches on! We were on the night of March tenth just four days before the Senior play. Wild Oranges became, that last week, a subject causing both pain and excitement. For four long weeks we had rehearsed tirelessly but the last one found us not quite ready. Dress rehearsal! The very name frightened us into fits. To- morrow night is the real thing! In spite of our fears the whole thing went off with a bang. We got a big ovation and a tender part of our senior year passed into history. We were entertained royally on the night of the twenty-first of March by the Juniors. The sumptuous banquet consisted of baked chicken, potato salad, iced tea, hot rolls, mixed pickles, and block ice cream. When we entered the audit- orium our mouths gaped and eyes popped at the Spanish decorations, grey moss and balconies hung with gayly colored sombreros and serapes. All this plus a grand dance band made the evening a memorable one. Since we have not reached the day of graduation which ends our high school days once and for all, we shall close our eyes and try to imagine the day..... Commencement day dawned bright and sunny. At 10 o'clock we were all lined up in front of the auditorium in cap and gown waiting for the first bars of the process-— ional. Settled in our seats on stage, we began the program. Soft music, chorus of voices-- Members of the Senior Class --- diplomas--the recessional. We were grad- uated from high school! a

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Helen Hood wills her height to Edwin Bridges and Betty Jean Smith. Theron Allen wills to Lula Norris and Homer ‘Williams the place behind the science room door that he and Clara discovered. Dot Mitchell wills her desk in Miss Barksdale's History class to Billie Booth. The two Billie Ruth's will to Davene Pickett a bit of the quietness they own. (We all hope she uses it.) Lloyd Allen wills the ability he has to dance to Leroy Anthony. J. T. Atchison wills his week's supply of cigarette butts to Billy Logan and Tom Peters. Audrey Bearden wills her ability as Secretary of the Senior Class to anyone who may be in need of it. (What ability?) Betty Smitherman wills her place in lovers' lane to Sarah W. Tommy Baker leaves behind his “popping of gum to J. P. Scurlock. Charlie Gentry leaves his football fame to Douglas Albright. Doris Youngblood leaves her Colgate smile to Eleanor Ford. Eunice Hamaker wills her dramatic ways to Bertha Mae Vernon and Peggy Wallace. Dan Reynolds gives his bull-shooting ways to Lloyd Crowe. Sid Shaw wills his wavey hair to Earnest Hall and Donald Greene. E. C. Johnson wills his studious ways to Jack Payne. Phillip Lacey and Harold Johnson will their mechanical draw- ing pencils to Bliss Nix and Eugene Cabiness. Charles Blankenship wills his ability to play the mandolin to Dale and Grady Pickett. Jim Graham wills his jitterbugging manner to Dorothy Parker. Edith Lucas and Anita Moreland leave one-fourth of their efficiency to compose the last will and testament to Betty Harper and Mary Dane Hicks. ¢- 29