North Carolina School for the Deaf - Clock Tower Yearbook (Morganton, NC)

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ing what they had planned long before. The next morning I called a taxi to take me to their shop. Everette did not know me and I did not tell him who I was, but pretended I wanted to see the shop. He took me to where Fred was running an atomic press. Fred was very polite but he had no idea who I was. Wiley Smith was operating the linotype machine. He re- cognized me immediately and Everette and Fred were really surprised to see me. They told me that Wiley held the record as the best linotype operator in the United States. They insisted I go with them to see a basketball game. We reached the gym just as the game started. One player was very speedy and tricky. I realized it was Geraldine McLain who ranked as one of the best players. After the game we all had dinner together. The next morning I left early for Hollywood as I wanted to eat breakiast there. I saw a very attractive cafe and went in. The owner greeted me by name and asked me if I did not know him. I had to admit I did not. It was Charles Puett. He weighed nearly three hun- dred pounds. While I was eating two beautiful girls came into the cafe. They were so familiar looking I felt I should know them. Then I realized they must be Joan Robbins’ daughters. I asked Charles if they were and he said they were and introduced me. The girls told me that their mother was making a picture for M.G.M. and invited me to come to see her but I did not have time. I climbed into my flying cup and got to San Francisco in a few minutes. As I was feeling sleepy I decided to go to a motel and get a room. I came down in front of a very pretty one. The clerk and owner was none other than James Morrow. He gave me a nice room and told me that Richard Leonard lived not far from there. He promised to take me to see him after I rested. James had five fancy cars in his garage and took at least ten minutes trying to make up his mind which to drive. At last we took off in a bright yellow convertible. I saw a large sign which said Leonard’s Elixir. James told me that was Richard’s product. We got to his factory and went into the office Richard was fast asleep with his feet on the desk. We woke him up as I was anxious to talk to him. He told me that he was getting rich selling this elixir. We went over the plant and I tasted the medicine. It was a pretty red color and tasted very good. I asked Richard what it was for and he said it would cure anything. The next morning I drove north of San Francisco to see Avis Freeman. She had a cannery where she canned fried onions. I was not surprised to learn about her cannery as she had always liked onions so well when she was at. N.C.S.D. That afternoon I went te see the Rams and Indians play football. The ticket seller looked familiar and I realized it was Everette Helms. He told me that he had come to California soon after he graduated from N.C.S.D. I saw that number 65 was a good player so looked him up in the program book. I discovered it was Hartsell Arrington. I was eager to see him but the manager would not let me as he always rested after a game. I was disappointed not to tell him how proud I was of his success. Everette told me that O’Neal Dabbs had a large dairy not far from the city so I took a taxi out to see him. His dairy was very modern looking. O’Neal was delighted to see me and showed me all over the plant. It was al! run by atomic power. It was clean and quiet as the machinery made no noise. O'Neal had made a lot of money and told me that he was a big shot. Leaving San Francisco I had planned to go to Seattle, Washington but as I took off I had bad luck. The compass became mixed-up and I flew east with the speed of light and landed in Washington, D. C. I went to a very ex- clusive hotel for dinner and there saw our President, Mr. Xgypltmi, dining with a dark- haired man. I asked a waitress who the man was and she told me it was Roy Walser, the famous author of m any political science books. As they passed me on their way out Roy did not recognize me and I did not dare speak to him. I went to a show later that evening and as I was coming out I saw two familiar looking faces. They belonged to Charles Sentelle and Jack Phillips. They told me that they had a very successful business manufacturing auto parts. They asked me if I had seen Peggy Riddle. She lived in Washington so they gave me her address. The next morning I went to visit Peggy. Imagine my surprise when I saw her. She was very thin. She told me that she had married a man who ran a health center for reducing fat people. He had many famous people as his customers. She followed his diet and exercises so she never gained an ounce After leaving Peggy’s I bought a newspaper. I saw where the famous astronomer, who had discovered a new planet called the Smithite, was visiting in Washington. I was very much excited when I realized it was Tommy Smith better know to us as “Red”. Strolling through the shopping center I saw a sien, “Crowder’s Dummy Company’. I went in to see if it could be my old classmate. Cecil. He was glad to see me and told me that he sold dummies to all the leading stores. After bidding Cecil good bye I went back to the hotel to pack my bag to leave for home. I thought of the friends I had seen and of their success. It made me happy to know that they were doing what they enjoyed. If only my flying cup would make it home, I would be sat- isfied that I, too, had become as great a success as my classmates.

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Class SP tophecy Sterling White In the summer of 1986 as Halley's comet appeared it made me think of my oid class- mates and the arguments we had as to where we would be when the comet appeared thirty- two years later. I had not thought about some of them for many years and I had lost contact with them. I remembered that my N.C.S.D. class book was in the attic so I went to look for it. I finally found it under a pile of magazines. I blew the dust off and settled down to read it from cover to cover. I suddenly decided to take a short vacation and surprise all twenty-five of my classmates with a visit. It woud really be a surprise to them for soon after graduating from college I had started working on my invention. I had lost all contact with my former friends and had buried myself in my work. I had kept my plans a secret. At last, after many years of hard work and disappointments, I had accomplished what I had set out to do. My dream was realized in the atom-powered flying cup which could take off and land in a few square feet and fly faster than any other craft. I had kept the success of my invention a secret irom everyone. Now would be a good time for me to introduce it to the public and show it off to my classmates. The next mornng right after breakfast I took off from the roof of my house in my flying cup, NX D-346, with Seattle, Washington as my destination. I knew that Billy Heath lived there as I had read about him in a sports magazine. Fifty-nine minutes later I circled over Billy’s home which was as large as a palace. I landed near a porch and Billy came running out to see what queer contraption had dared apprcach his house. He was amazed when he saw me. He recognized me instantly and shook hands with me. Wow! My hand was almost crushed. He was strong and broad-shouldered and made me think of Richard, the Lion- Hearted I had studied about long before. I was surprised to see that he was wearing a football uniform. He told me that he had just gotten back from practice. He owned a professional team and also played on it. According to him, he was the world’s most marvelous player. He insisted that I stay for lunch and while we were eating he told me about several of our classmates. He said Rosalyn lived in Kentucky so I decided to call on her next. I hopped into my flying cup and flew east to Kentucky. I flew high but in a few minutes slowed down and came in low as I knew I was getting near her home. What was that I saw? ' looked like a brown field moving. I came in closer and realized that what I had seen was a group of horses grazing close together. There were hundreds and hundreds of them. Not far away I saw a long low ranch house so I came down near the front door. I called and called but no one answered. I went to the stables and found Rosalyn carrying a very unusual looking horse. She told me that it was an unicorn, an ammal something like a horse, but it has a single long horn in the middle of its forehead. It was the first one I had ever seen and I was very much interested. We went back to the house for a chat. The rooms were so filled with trophies that I could hardly walk for them. Rosalyn told me that Vilas was in Washington, D. C. After a short visit with her, I lett for Washington. I arrived in Washington about an hour be- fore dinner time. I decided to go to Gallaudet College immediately to look up Vilas. As I neared the college I met a man carrying many books. Though I recognized him immediately, Vilas didn’t know who I was. He seemed pleased to see me and invited me to have din- ner with him. He used such big words that I needed a dictionary. He told me that he was leaving Washington soon to teach at Duke University. His reputation was greater than that of Dr. Einstein’s whom he resembled in appearance. the next day I flew to Miami for a few days’ rest. I saw two distinguished-looking people coming out of a swanky hotel. I knew ‘hem at once. They were Lowell Riddle and Mary Ellen Johnson. They were dressed in very fine clothes. He had a big diamond stick pin in his scarf and she had on a mink coat and the Hope Diamond. You could tell they were billionaires. I started to speak to them but they promptly snubbed me. Just then a brand new Cadillac car pulled up to the curb and some one called my name. It was Donald Senter on his way back to New York. He was owner-manager of the Yankees and was very successful. It was very nice to see him looking well and happy. I walked along the street toward my hotel. In the lobby I bought a magazine on photo- graphy. I glanced through it and imagine my astonishment when I saw a large colored pic- ture of Clyde Morton smiling at me. I read the article and learned that he was a very famous professional photographer. That evening I went to a sports show at the Coliseum. I was reading over the program when I discovered that it was printed by the McAlister-English Printing Company. So two more of my old classmates had succeed in do-

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Class Will Joan Robbins and Avis Freeman We, the Senior Class of 1954, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament. Befove leaving our beloved school we wish to bequeath our most cherished possessions to our dear schoolmates and faculty. These gifts are bestowed upon the recipients without malice, without coercion and with the love and affection of the donors. To our superintendent, principal, faculty and staff, we leave our appreciation and gratitude for all you have done for us during the years we have spent here. To the tenth grade, we leave our c’ass-room and well-worn books. These they shall care for and keep in good order and pass on to future classes. Hartsell Arrington leaves to Charles Pless his love of. taking naps anywhere and at all times. To Gary Greenwood, Cecil Crowder leaves his love of teasing the girls. O’Neal Dabbs bequeaths his habit of laugh- ing to Howard Carpenter. Fred English leaves to Gene Smith his fond- ness of fancy cars. Avis Freeman leaves her skill of house keep- ing and sewing to Sally Brown. To Vernon Hardison, Billy Heath leaves his ability for drinking milk shakes. Everette Helms leaves his private race auto to Eugene Hensley. Mary Ellen Johnson wills to Nancy Bulla her love of eating ice cream. To Terry Dillon, Vilas Johnson leaves his interest in talking about world affairs. Rosalyn Lee leaves her skill in sports to Edna Richardson. Richard Leonard leaves his clowning and telling jokes to his brother, David Leonard. Everette McAlister leaves to Roy Yokeley his love of arguing about sports. To Ann Weaver, Geraldine McLain leaves her basketball skill. James Morrow leaves his neat ways to Morris West. Clyde Morton leaves his interest in scouting to Tommy Lindsey. To Robert DeVenny, Jack Phillips leaves his job of washing dishes at Goodwin Hall. Charles Puett leaves his habit of being late to class to Ted McBride. Lowell Riddle leaves his love of hunting and fishing to Billy Williams. To Joan Allen, Peggy Riddle bequeaths her skill in skating. Joan Robbins hands down to Barbara Phil- lips her love of clothes. To Donald Core, Charles Sentelle leaves his tendency to argue about cars. Donald Senter leaves his weakness for loud and fancy clothes to Edward Miller. To Dona!d Hill, Tommy Smith leaves his red hair. Wiley Smith leaves his quiet ways to Bobby Taylor. Roy Walser leaves his fountain pen and stationary to Brownie Stamey. Sterling White leaves his mischievous ways to James Moose. These bequests are our most precious pos- sessions. We leave them with you and hope that you can get rid of them in due time.