Parry McCluer High School - Parrimac Yearbook (Buena Vista, VA)

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Ce eal mpteunpemp—e—pcoomeem THE COMET JOWKaESS Joe Graybill (walking, waves to Jessica who rides along in her Ford) : Hey, ’m going your way. Jessica (waving back): I see you are, but I bet I’ll get there first. % % % Helen Dold: I thought you took Civics last year. Squirt Shewey: I did but the Faculty gave me an encore. % of % Mr. Kling (in Physics): What is the commonest conductor of elec- tricity ? Clyde: Why-er-er. Prof: Correct you are. % % fe Mrs. Potter: Stuart, have you got that fire going? Stuart: Yeah. Mrs. Potter: But it is cold in here. Stuart: I know. You see it’s going out. % fe % Mr. Bagby: Helen, are you writing that letter on the school’s time? Helen S.: No sir, on the school’s stationery. of of % Henry Amole: Who was Booker T. Washington? Julian Cox: He was George Washington’s father. Henry: ‘Didn’t think you knew. of % % Evelyn Stephenson: Why do they call you “Bill?” Bill Embree: ’Cause I was born on the first of the month. % % he Mary Elizabeth Scales: I got 50% on my intelligence test. Sally Scales: That makes you a half-wit, doesn’t it? oe % io Virginia Hall: That window’s got a pane. Carl Haley: Yeah, it’s sash is too tight. % fe % Mae Thurston: I’d like a pair of larger shoes, coach. Miss Mull: What’s the matter? Aren’t those large enough? Mae: Yes, but I want to cover more ground. % % te Mustard: Yes, my fortune lies in my singing. : Marion: Oh, I have often wondered why you always stayed broke. % % % Mrs. Procter: Did he show you a good time last night? Betty: Yes, he took me to the pavillion, and let me watch the dancers. LQ DB RR PPA Pe OOP eG, Page thirty

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lon inetttn natin ni THE COMET w=. Lila Glass: Yes, Miss Pitts is a lucky teacher. Virginia Davis: Why? Lila: Look at her eyebrows. % i Helen Sizer (noticing the corsages Easter morning): [Tm sorry I couldn’t wear Thornton’s corsage this morning but it was such a shock I fell and bruised it. % % % Friend: Mrs. Graybill, in what course does your son graduate? Mrs. Graybill: In the course of time from the looks of things. % % % Mack Rucker: Aw, good night, talk louder. You think I’ve got a radio back here? Miss Carter: No, but there’s going to be a loud speaker up here in about a minute. fe of ef “Doc” Stephenson: Kenneth, is the editor of the “Comet” particular? Kenneth: Yes sir, pa, he’s so particular he raves if he finds a period upside down. i % % Izzy Long: I’ve been to Seattle. Charley Rhodes: Been to see who? + b “Busy” Long: What do you call those caterpillers—like machines that they used in the World War? Betty Procter: Tanks. “Busy”: You’re welcome. % ote % Doctor (to Frances Downey): Your heart is at normal, young lady. Frances: You’re wrong, It’s at Glasgow. % % fe Elizabeth Whitesel: You know we have the worst time in our family. Ever y watch reads differently. Virginia Shewey: You have quite a time of it, don’t you? On second thought, hours is always the same. % % % Senior (as she kissed him): I am going to scare you. Now you scare Frosh: Boo! - + Frances Bagby: How did father get to bea professor ? Mrs. Bagby: And so you have begun to wonder too. + Weldon: And you think your girl was drunk last night at the dance. Eddie: Well, I reckon so, she kept trying to drink her sandwich. Cpe PhO Pm 192 8 eerste een Page thirty-one