Old Town High School - Ye Olde Towne Crier Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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Section 13: Helen Coltrane wills fifty or so pounds to Jean Seagraves with a reminder to count the inches and the calories. Sue Yarbrough wills her ability to skip school without getting caught to Maxine Wishon, whose past efforts have been unsuccessful. Section 15: To Dot Fearrington, Nancy Horne leaves her love for all Lewisville boys. Section 16: Gray Pfaff leaves his captivating looks to Jerry Livengood. Section 17: To Hazel Atwood, Al Ross leaves his ability to get along with Mrs. Mickey. Helen's past efforts have proved in vain. Section 18: Barbara Keiger gleefully leaves her neatness of dress to Dicie Jones. Section 19: Eula Gray Shore leaves her title of teacherls pet to Nancy Petree. Section 20: To Earl Keiger, Donald Binkley leaves his deceptively studious appearance. Section 21: Strupe Lackey wills his love for classical music to Toscaninni. Section 22: For the advancement of music, Margaret Shields leaves her Lily Pons' voice to Georgie Swink. Section 23: Doug Shropshire wills his soft, tinkling laugh to Mr. Brown, who seems to enjoy it so much. Section 24: Ann Ausband wills her job of getting the menu every day between eleven and eleven-fifteen to Eleanor Butner, who also is very found of a mid-morning snack. Section 25: Shirley Yarbrough wills her title Mrs, to Alma Cameron. Good luck, Alma. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we, the Senior Class of 1949, the testators, have set our hands fclean or dirty as they may bej and seal hereto this thirty-Hrst day of May in the fateful year of our graduation, one thousand nine hundred and forty-nine. WITNESSES: Mr. Ben Betteroff Mrs. Jean Yuss. SALLY BARBEE, Tvsfator.

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the 1949 graduating class of Old Town High School, being of abnormal minds and super-excel- lent memories, realizing that our departure from these portals is inevitable, and making void any previous will or wills, do hereby ordain and declare this to be our Last Will and Testament, wherein we make disposition of all our cherished fbut outlandishj possessions. ARTICLE ONE Section 1 : To Mr. E. K. McNew, our principal, to Mrs. Newman, and to the other members of the faculty, we leave our heart-felt gratitude for their unfaltering trust in us, despite our willful ways, their under- standing of our ups and downs, their forgiveness of our enormous alibis, and their patient guidance through the years. Section 2: We leave, with reluctance, our bright halos and our silvery white wings to all underclassmen. Use them sparingly as we have, and you'll have many adventurous memories to look back on! Section 3: Since the juniors will certainly need something to unlock the mystery of how they will ever pass their senior year, we pass on to them the key of knowledge. It will be helpful next year ftake it from usQ. ARTICLE TWO Section 1: To Bobby Young, Grady Bowen leaves his ability to disrupt commercial classes by charming all the little girls around him. Section 2: Ruth Cranfill, who has decided to settle down and become a lady, wills her boisterous ways to Peg- gy Bain. Section 3: Johnny Shore and Betty Lou Fulp will their ability to survive a scrap to Faye Wolff and Ray Church. Section 4: To Smith Beroth, Vernon Norman leaves his graceful and distinguished promenading. Section 5: Betty Cartwright wills her exclusive method of popping chewing gum to Mickey Adams. Section 6: ' Bobby Swaim leaves his title as Lady Slayerv to Gene Doub, to be placed in mothballs for four years. fWhen Gene becomes of agej. A Section 7: June Carter wishes to leave her line to the fish. She hopes in that way to get a good bite-finally! Section 8: Melbourne Doub leaves his enormous strength and huge muscles to Chubby Hauser-now maybe Chubby can deflate his shoulder pads. Section 9: John Reece wills his head, undistinguished except for its color, to a bottle of peroxide. Section 10: ' Jay Giles wills his knowledge of physics to Mr. Williams, and his position as Faculty Adviser to Mrs: Newman. Section ll: .N 0 Jean York wills her rare and equisite beauty to Barbara Blakely. Now, Barbara, you will find Bob- by as devoted to you as Donald has been to Jean. F Section 12: , Priscilla Kurdian and Daphne Mickey leave their beautiful 'friendship to joan Wood and Peggy Carpenter.

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY- Ho Hum-nearly 11:30 p. m. and I still hadn't started studying for our final test on Macbeth. As I sat down and prepared to cram a little knowledge into my numb brain, I thought wearily, Why does Mrs. Newman have to be such a slave driver. Anybody ought to know you can't memorize half the lines in Macbeth in one night. Oh well, might as well get started. THUNDER AND LIGHTNING. ENTER THREE WITCHES-I stifled another yawn but I couldn't keep my eyelids from drooping. I was so sleepy-the room seemed to be filled with smoke or something. Then slowly three shapes clarified themselves from the haze. Why it's the three witches from Macbeth, I thought. They seemed oblivious of my presence and continued stirring the contents of a huge iron pot, suspended as if by magic over burning embers. I rubbed my eyes and looked again but they were still there with strange vapors rising from the pot. Miraculously the vapors began to take definite shape and the whole scene formed before my very eyes. Was this New York I was seeing? Possibly the New York of ten years hence, a city of glass and plastic buildings. One of these marvelous structures rose above all the rest, towering even over the old out-dated Empire State Building. As the scene be- came clearer, I saw it was the great radio, television network, N. B. C. And who should be sitting in the oHice that bore the word President on the door but Doug Shropshire! I supose the experience of re- pairing the senior class radio helped a lot. The scene moved down from the top floor to one of those soundproof rooms where broadcasts are held. Here some of the most famous names in radio were giving a big variety show. There was Ruth Cranfill and John Reece, biggest comedy team in the U. S. No wonder all the girls were screaming and fainting-the greatest swoon-crooner since Frankie just walked in, Raymond Needham! The Andrew Sisters were there too, still going strong but something new had been added-Priscilla Gurdian as the fourth member. Suddenly the scene changed and there before me was the most magnificent building I had yet seen. It was the new Carnegie Hall. From the looks of things, it was the opening night of Carmen. Margaret Shields was making her debut in the leading role. Two of the gypsy dancers were Daphne Mickey and Lois Bumgardner. I took a look at the crowd going in and there with all her fabulous jewels and chincilla was Mrs. Tootie Van Thomas, wife of the wealthy Emerton Van Thomas. My old friend, Tootie Tay- lor, grown rich, haughty, and fat. Right behind her I noticed a meek little man escorting a beautiful young lady. Yes, Strupe was still taking Mary Jane to concerts and the like. Again the scene shifted, this time to the one part of New York that hadn't changed, Greenwich Village. There in that artistic surrounding I saw two people arguing. Nell Sigmon and Al Ross of all people. Nell was known all over New York for her modern art. Sort of a second Dali, you know. And Al was one of the principal cartoonists for the New York Times. His very amusing strip called My Life in '49 told all his experiences as a high school senior. Farther down the street, I saw that famous Powers model, Jean York walking toward her apartment. She was more beautiful than she had been in high school. She walked on into the apartment where she roomed with four other girls. At least there were four when Mary Lou Hill was there. She had recently left to become one of those traveling sales-women selling Styles for Stout Sophisticatesf' Katherine, Ruby Lee and Avalene made up the rest of the crowd. Avalene had her own beauty shop right in the heart of Fifth Avenue and Katherine and Ruby Lee, still good friends, were working as F. B. I. agents. I was wondering if none in my class had become theatrically inclined when Gray Pfaff came strolling down the street. You could tell by his appearance that he was one of those characters who give their all to the stage. Watching him pass, I wondered if he became famous for his looks or his acting. Once more the mists swirled and what should I see before my eyes but that dear Old Town School. Yes, I knew it right away, for like Greenwich Village, it hadn't changed at all. At least the building hadn't. There were quite a few changes in the faculty though. In the home ec room, I saw Becky Hunter. Even with all the obsolete equipment she had to use, she was doing a Hne job teaching the kids how to sew and cook. A quick look in Mr. Brownis room showed me that that brilliant soci- ology student, William Poindexter had found his life's work. From the way it looked, he was giving a true-false test. The scene moved toward the gym, but, first, I had to see our old homeroom. It surely was good to see one member of the faculty still there. Mrs. Newman was writing a Macbeth test on the board. I tried to get a closer look but the door was closed in my face. Down in the gym, two coaches were giving the boys and girls a pep talk. It was Vernon Norman and Johnny Shore coaching for their alma mater. They surely made fine looking coaches, and I knew their teams couldn't fail to win. I thought the scene was going to fade, but no, I was going to get a glimpse of that exalted mon- arch, the principal. One look into the office made me cry, Oh! no, not that! For who should be sit- ting there with his feet on the desk but Melbourne Doub. He was giving orders to Shorty Fulp. I sup- posed that she had taken Miss Hale's place, and I wondered how she was doing with the Glee Club. The scenes were changing swiftly now. They seemed to be giving me a brief tour of Winston- Salem, metropolis of the South. In the lobby of the Zinzendorf Hotel, I saw Sally Barbee selling maga- zines and candy. Well, that's just like Sally, she always did like excitement. On down the street, I