Onancock High School - Trident / Beacon Yearbook (Onancock, VA)

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, tlie Senior Class of Onancock High School, being sound in body and fully pos¬ sessed of all the faculties of the mind, on this day do hereby make our last will and testament, trusting it to be carried out by our executors. Art. I - Art. II- Art. HI - Art. I- Art. H- Art. IH - Art. IV - Art. V- Art. VI- Art. VH- Art. VHI - Art. IX- Art. X - Art. IX - Art. XH- Art. XHI - Art. XIV - Art. XV - Art. XVI- Art. XVH- Art. XVHI • Art. XIX- Art. XX- Art. XXI - Art. XXH- Art. XXHI - Art. XXIV- Art. XXV- Art. XXVI- Art. XXVII - Art. XXVIH SECTION I To Mr. Chadderdon, our long suffering and patient principal, we leave a much deserved peace and quiet. To our understanding and enduring teachers, we leave the satisfaction of knowing that they are finally rid of us. To the Juniors we leave the ingenuity to become favorites of all the teach¬ er s; also the ability to get along with each other. They sure can use it. SECTION II Claralee Allen leaves to Shirley Wharton and Anne Custis her ability to talk so much. Linda Brittingham leaves her ability to play softball to Gloria Scott. Tommy Chandler leaves her extra height to Charlie Blackwell. Frances Colonna leaves to Peggy Elmore her gentle ways. Mary Will Copes leaves her extra credit to Donnie Sparrow. Evelene Drewer leaves to Dixie Evans her Marilyn Monroe walk. Barbara Edwards leaves her ability to keep a man to Joanne Small. Amy Hutchinson leaves to Hope Johnson her wagging tongue. Shirley Parks leaves her sunny disposition to Dorothy Johnson. Edith Simmons leaves to Lillian Smith her quiet, courteous ways. Bettye Pennewell leaves Pocomoke to Nancy Wagner. Faye Shrieves leaves her witty remarks to Mary Shrieves. Mary Jane Wood leaves her ability to get excited when those college boys come home to Mary Thom Windsor. Joan Tuttle leaves to Dolly Taylor all her excess weight. Shirley Pruitt leaves her scholastic ability to Peggy Johnson. Parker Belote leaves his position of second base on the Baseball team to Phillip Martin. Bobby Budd leaves his journalistic ability to Doris Byrd, who will need it to help next year’s reporter write the school news. H. B. East leaves his ability to flirt with all the girls to Jack Dorsch. Barry Dorsch leaves his talent to Frankie Harrison. Earnest Ennis leaves to Jimmy Johnson his ability to skip school (and not get caught). Allen Gibbons leaves his love letters to Marvin Nuttall, and Frankie Scott. Maybe they’ll appreciate “mush”. Bill Pennewell leaves, to J. C. Pryor his polka dot shorts, provided he wears them regularly. Wade Lewis leaves his laugh to Tommy Savage, and Johnny Van Kesteren. Jesse (Einstein) Moore leaves his geometric achievements to Joe Hen¬ drickson. Hatton Phillips leaves Sandra Kilmon to Johnny Jones. Ben G. Nicolls leaves his curly hair to Joanne Smith and Tommy Johnson. Wayne Parker leaves his ability to get to class on time to C. M. Williams and Walker Harmon. Harry Taylor leaves his job of driving tne teachers nuts to Hiram Hill cind Parks Nicolls. In Witness Whereof, we have hereunto subscibed our name and affixed our seal, this Ninth day of February, in the year of our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Fifty-four. Faye Shrieves Barry Dorsch Testators

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CLASS PROPHECY Since this has been such a lovely day, I decided to walk downtown--walk, mind you! While I was down there, 1 ran into an old classmate. Miss Bettye Pennewell, who is now President of Pan American Business School. We began talking about all the good times we had when we attended Onancock High School together. That reminded me that ten years had elapsed since I graduated from Onancock High School. After I arrived home from downtown, 1 dragged out the electric train that I received when I was a child. It had been so long since I had used it that it just struck my fancy to play with it. I sat thinking of all the times I played with the train even when I was in high school. All of a sudden, the train, the track, and the lights started spinning around, whirling me into dreamland. On the dream-train, the two conductors taking up tickets looked familiar to me. Of course they were familiar. They were Harry Taylor and Allen Gibbons. Arriving there late that afternoon, my first stop was to visit Mr. and Mrs. Ben G. Nicolls and their family. Mrs. Nicolls is the former Miss Tommy Chandler. They in¬ vited us to attend the Metropolitan Opera that evening. Suddenly I saw someone whom I recognized as the former Miss Mary Will Copes pulling a poor little man with a rope around his neck. Well, if it wasn’t her hen-pecked husband, H. B. East. I wondered if H. B. still had his dear, young, affectionate ways. I began wondering who in the world I would see next. Who should usher us to our seats but Wayne Parker. Finally the cur¬ tain rose and the first artist on the program was the youngest of Metropolitan Opera stars. Miss Joan Tuttle. She was accompanied at the piano by Miss Barbara Edwards. The next day, I attended a major league baseball game to see Hatton Phillips and Wade Lewis playing for the Yankees. While Parker Belote, manager of the Yankees, held the mirror for Wade to adjust his cap, Hatton stepped up to bat and knocked a home run, bringing the Yankees to victory over the Red Sox by a score of one to nothing. From Wade I learned that Billy Pennewell was teaching history and coaching football in Marilyn Monroe High School in New York City. The former Miss Mary Jane Wood, now Mrs. David Godwin, had a position as the coach of Onancock Basketball team. This former Onancock High School athlete was happy in teaching the ideals of good sportsmanship and the desire to win by skill and clean playing. It was soon time for me to start traveling southward toward home, so I thought I’d better call and make my train reservations. The operator’s voice was familiar, so I asked who she was. I learned that it was Miss Claralee Allen who had become chief telephone operator for New York City. Just as I was about to board my train for Phila¬ delphia, I noticed a young couple looking on radiantly. It was none other than Miss Shir¬ ley Pruitt and a millionaire resembling Rock Hudson, to whom she had just become engaged. After I had taken my seat on the train, I noticed an important-looking man and a lovely young lady sitting across the aisle from me. Glancing down at his briefcase, I saw the initials E. E. Then the thought approached me that it was Ernest Ennis and his secre¬ tary, Miss Amy Hutchinson. While sitting there, Ernest offered me the latest Time maga¬ zine to look at. And there big as life and twice as handsome pictured on the cover, our own Jesse Moore, America’s No. 1 genius. When I arrived in Philadelphia, I decided to visit Mr. and Mrs. Fred Ralston. (Mrs. Ralston is the former Miss Faye Shrieves.) I found Mrs. Ralston suffering from a nervous breakdown, and no wonder, with Fred and Fred, Jr. both excellent drummers. Mr. and Mrs. Ralston took me to the Tabor theatre to see two of my former classmates. They were Miss Evelene Drewer and Miss Linda Brittingham, who had become Philadelphia’s top dancing team. After being ushered to our seats, two of Philadelphia’s top socialites in mink coats entered. They were Mrs. Woodlyn Pryor and Mrs. Barton Simpson, formerly Miss Shirly Parks and Miss Frances Colonna. After that wild flight into fancy (day-dreaming), I came down to earth with a terrific jolt and here I was back in Onancock again. I have just returned from the post office and received a letter from my old friend Barry Dorsch. He informs me that he is now a mining engineer in Denver, Colorado, and is doing very well. Next week I take off for my Mission Station on the Japanese-held island of Formosa. I’ve done very well, financially, as well as spiritually, for I am co-owner of the Oriental Air Lines. Edith Simmons is the business partner and general manager. Edith Simmons Bobby Budd

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