Norwood High School - Norwoodian Yearbook (Norwood, NC)

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JUNIORS Leon Snuggs Charles Byrd Dorothy Blalock Bobby Simpson Page Nine

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HISTORY OF CLASS OF ' 47 Libby Mabry — Histori To give the events of our class we cherish most dear, we shall just give you some of the dates from our diary. August 26, 1935 — From cradle days, we had longed for the day to come. The day had come! The time had come for us to start to school. Some of us were freckled- faced and snaggled-toothed. Still others had pig-tails. We weren ' t our mama ' s babies anymore. August 27, 1935 — Kenneth Poplin got the first spanking. Did he really need it? Let ' s see if he ever got another one. December 19, 1936 — Now that we were in the second grade we felt more like students. On this date we gave our first chapel program. It was a Christmas play. Reid Mabry was Santa Claus. February 14, 1938 — Miss Yates gave us our first Valentine party. We will remember that party for our first romance started then. Do you remember the valentine Boyd Hopkins sent to Mildred Bowers? November 21, 1938 — Could you picture us as the main characters in the opera, Three Bears? Miss Atwell certainly made us be quiet behind stage. August 28, 1939 — The time had come for us to be in the fifth grade. It really was swell to be in the grammar grade building. Both boys and girls started playing softball. Of course the girls were much better players than the boys. April 3, 1939 — Pauline Hopkins was making the highest grades in our class. We were told to study like she did. Do you think we took the advice, or is she still making the highest grades? April 21, 1940 — Marvin Thompson, Jr.. made the highest grade in our class on a state exam. We were real proud of him, and we hoped that he would continue to be smart. November 21, 1941 — Anna Belle Cooper and Robert Fowler were kept in after school. They talked while the teacher was out of the room. Thank goodness, all of us weren ' t bad. March 12, 1941 — We had the honor of being in another operetta. The name of it was Tom Sawyer. James Lee Wright was Tom. He really made a swell character. April 26, 1942 — We were all promoted to the eighth grade that day. Wouldn ' t it be wonderful to be in the high school next year? The girls could start wearing lip- stick! September 4, 1942 — What a disappointment! We didn ' t get to go to high school. They decided to let the eighth grade be in the grammar grade building. Still another disappointment was that we found out we had to take twelve grades. Some of us would be gray and aged when we finished now. April 23, 1942 — The class lower than we challenged us to a ball game. We were a happy bunch of winners. Gerald made two home runs. October 30, 1943 Lucy Jane Goodman and Stacy Deese were king and queen of the Hallowe ' en Carnival. This took place when we were in the ninth grade. February 26, 1945 — Sophisticated Sophs, as we were called, celebrated in the Home Economics Department by hav- ing a chicken stew. We all remember Marvin Jr. having to propose to Betty. Woo-woo, what fun! December 3, 1945 — This was a sad day for us. One of our classmates ' homes was destroyed by fire. We all gave our sympathy to Boyd Hopkins. October 3 1, 1945- Some of us participated in the basketball tournament. These include Jo, Mildred, Libby, Gerald, Reid, and Robert. April 5, 1946 — Being Juniors now, we gave our first three- act play. We were a little frightened at first, but everything came out all right. It was really fun to put on our Junior play, Spring Fever. April 26, 1946 — We were hostess to the senior class of ' 46 at a banquet. The planning and fixing for it will always be remembered. This completed our history up to our senior Near. There were many important events then. I will let Mildred tell vou about them. Signed: Libby Mabry. is — Mildred Bowers August 26, 1946 Oh, what an exciting day this has been!! Twenty-one of us make up the Senior class. We could hardly realize that this was our last year in high school. Finally, we settled down to a class meeting and elected officers. Robert Fowler, president; Gerald Hutchinson, vice-president; Jo Mabry, secretary; Betty Shankle, treasurer. Our colors are blue and white ; class flowers, rose and forget-me-not. For a motto we selected Am- bition has no rest! It ' s all too wonderful for words. A Dignified Senior at last! September 5, 1946 — Good News! Our class rings were in the depot! Remember what Mr. Short told us — Wait until tomorrow to get them. Of course, you all re- member that we waited — until 5th period ' that same day and by that time we had all borrowed enough money to get them or gone home after it one. Remem- ber the yelling and singing we did — almost enough to raise the roof! October 4, 1946 — Mrs. McNeill gave the class a party in her home. We sang, played games and had a wonderful time - especially when it came time to eat. November 1, 1946 — We were one night late having our Hallowe ' en party at Mrs. Bowers ' — but we had fun galore. We played pranks on each other and really enjoyed doing it. November 22, 1946 — The big day finally arrived to give our Senior play, There Goes the Bride, after weeks of hard work and practice. We enjoyed putting it on since it was a great success. After the play Marvin Thomp- son and Mildred Bowers gave the class a party at the home of the latter. November 25, 1946 — We, the Seniors of N. H. S., were invited to a surprise birthday party for Libby Mabry. Every- one had fun, especially Boyd and Marvin. November 27, 1946 — Remember the second night we gave the play, There Goes the Bride. Betty Shankle gave us a reception after it down at her home. December 20, 1946 — We started our two-week ' s Christmas holiday. December 23, 1946 — Monday night, we gathered together to enjoy ourselves. Our gradeparents met with us in our sponsor ' s home. We started the night off eating and ended it the same way. Speaking of fun, we had plenty that night. January 6-10, 1947 Delmar Studios sent a representative to our school to make pictures for our school annual. Most of us Seniors had few classes that day because we were kept busy helping get everyone ready to have their pictures made. January 27, 1947- Seniors met in the Home Economics Department and had a chicken stew honoring a new member, John Ray Mabry. Everyone had fun yelling Knit one, purl two, Yoo Hoo. Afterwards bingo was played with prizes for the winners. January 31, 1947 - Bill Capel, president of the Junior Class, came to our homeroom with small envelopes in his hands. These notes were invitations to the Junior- Senior Banquet. Never can we forget the trick they played on u s about that tea in the library, and the idea of the majority of us Seniors falling for it. February 14, 1947 — Topic of conversation around school for weeks was the Junior-Senior Banquet, and finally the day arrived for all the girls to get their hair fixed and the boys to dress in their Sunday best. Then at seven o ' clock we all met in the banquet hall to enjoy the evening. Again we wish to thank the Juniors for such a lovely and delightful evening. April 7, 1947 — We were given Easter Monday for a holiday, and we all needed one. May 20, 1947 — Senior Class Night. This is a sad occasion in some ways, but in many ways it is a wonderful night. Just to think of the many things we have done in our high school life; the many pranks we have played on our teachers and classmates, the many things we should have done that we didn ' t. We, the Seniors, have enjoyed our school life a great deal. Thanks to those who helped make our school days happy. May 21, 1947 — One of the greatest days in our life! We received our diplomas and were out in the world on our own. Signed: Mildred Bowers. Page Eight

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CLASS PROPHECY Gerald Hutchinson— Prophets— Jewell Randall Listen, oh ye ladies and gentlemen, girls and boys and little children. Listen all ye people of Norwood to the words of wisdom from the lips of your prophets. We now take a trip on our magic carpet. Rise, magic carpet advance us five years and bring us to the year of 1952. Show us where our dear classmates will be. With our magic binoculars we can see through even the thickest concrete walls. Look, I see our only blonde-haired boy of the Senior Class. This is none other than Robert Fowler. He is in Duke University studying to be a doctor. We are sure he will succeed and be one of the greatest. I look again, and I see a large gym and a large crowd. Everyone has turned out for the Final Basketball Tourna- ment between the two great colleges. The coach for the girls is none other than Jo Mabry. What? Yes, it ' s true, another Mabry. Libby, better known as Red, or Miss Norwood High. She is a ' druggist in Winston-Salem where she ' s making both fame and fortune in her chosen profession. There ' s Marvin Thompson, Jr., the editor of The Ram- bler. Our carpet flutters. It is uncertain. Is he a great journalist or is he the President of The First National? Following him we see him seat himself at an editor ' s desk in Time ' s Square, New York City. Though you were dying he ' d make you laugh. That ' s one of our bus drivers, Kenneth Poplin, Soggy to us. He ' s progressing along nicely as civil engineer at present engaged in constructing paved roads of all the school bus routes in Stanly County. No longer can the excuse be, We got stuck in the mud. Here is Leona Matthews whose ambition was to be a house-wife. She has a great possibility because she already is a good cook, having served for several years as head of the school lunch personnel at Norwood. Here is Winson Hannah, who is an overseer in Collins and Aikman where he is a big success. Again the carpet flutters, but it manages to bring out dimly but surely the prophecy. Now we see Bobbie McSwain riding a new Farm-all tractor, a farmer representing the back-bone of our nation, helping to feed America. The next person to appear before the prophet is Boyd Hopkins. We see him as he stands before a great congre- gation of people in the city auditorium of Chicago, pointing them to the higher things of life. We wish him great suc- cess in his future oratorical work as a platform lecturer on timely topics. Another Hopkins, but it ' s a girl Pauline, the fair lady of the day, is seen by the prophets after she has finished her business training and is doing the work of a private secretary to the president of the United States. Gerald, of all things, I see you — What a man! Look at that new Pontiac you have. It ' s a wonder. He has almost finished his doctor ' s training and will soon hang out the shingle; Dr. Hutchinson, Heart Specialist. Jewell, who is that nice looking guv that ' s escorting you down the street? You ' re working in a bank From all we hear, wedding bells will ring soon. Don ' t get alarm- ed. Remember, folks, that ' s in ' 52. Well, if it isn ' t Ruth Atkinson who graduated from Appalachian State College, and who is now a historv teacher in Magellan High School, Miami, Florida. Now Carl Hathcock, an ex-sailor, our six-foot-four of the Senior Class of ' 47 comes into vision. He ' s married now to his girl of the Junior Class. ™ r °J} ' l Betty Shankle working as a hair stvlist for M-G-M, Hollywood. What a cowboy. This is none other than John Ray Mabry. our ex-soldier. He loves Texas, but where is the cow girl? Look out. It will be a crash. No, it ' s none other than Anne Cooper coming in on her new Ford. It ' s a beauty! She travels at fast speed in order to serve her mam- patients who call her their beloved Dr. Cooper. Next is Mrs. Rendy Blalock, Lucy Jane to us. We know she will be a success in her married life; that her house by the side of the road will be a friendlv house. Now we catch a glimpse of that house with Lucv standing in the doorway welcoming callers who are none other than Seniors of ' 47. Wake up, that ' s James Lee Wright, sleeping on his job, just like he did in school. Now he is a great singer with the Metropolitan Opera and is a very happy man in his musical career. Here ' s another Mabry, but it ' s Reid. He ' s a successful business man in Charlotte. He owns and manages the most up-to-date men ' s haberdashery. Last, but not least of the girls is Mildred Bowers, and she does look wonderful. She is a medical secretary for a grand Doctor in John Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. There is our last boy of the Senior Class, the twelfth boy. He ' s ex-sailor, Frank Wright, who held us spell bound as he related his travels in World War Two. We see him commanding a great merchant ship on his way to Shanghai, China. That ' s all, folks. Down, magic carpet, take us to 1947, to our beloved Seniors on the dear stage of Norwood High. POEM By Anna Belle Coopek We the Seniors of forty-seven Through the classes of one and eleven Spent our time in laughter and fun Until we realized our careers had begun. Now, pure as the rose we try to be, That all our underclassmen may see. Today as the years before us roll. We ' re trying to reach the highest goal. CLASS SONG (Tunc: Just a Prayer Away) By Boyd Hopkins As the waves before us roll, It makes us think of our dear guides. They have led us through thus far, And we ' ve almost reached our goal. We are Seniors now. but it won ' t be long ' Till our guides will give us our boats; Then our hearts will sing, For it means one thing: We ' ll be ready to start our career. As the waves before us cease, We can say the words Well Done. Page Ten