Pocahontas High School - Wigwam / Tomahawk Yearbook (Pocahontas, VA)

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THE POCAHONTAS —— Senior Prophecy We set up the hands of the clock to the Year of our Lord 1952, just ten years hence. And what do we find? The war is over and Hitler is dead—shot by Jack French in the Battle of Berlin. If you see a medal com- ing up the street, look behind it and you will see Jack. Now, let me tell you about our boys and girls who were in the army. Lee helped General Mac- Arthur in Australia. Of course, Lee had to get back in order to collect from his ten cent defense stamp. James Cheek, all by his lonesome, with only one plane plus a few helpers, got Bataan back for us. And when they drafted the girls, almost all of them went across but only a few came out heroes. We all knew Butch would shoot the first Ger- man she saw but we didn’t know she would bury him and then have a one- woman funeral. And Slick, they said made half the Germans seasick with his wavy hair, but otherwise he didn’t do much good. And wait until you hear about C. M. By the time he got across the ocean the war was over. We’re. ex- pecting him back in a couple of years, as soon as he gets around to it. One of the sad accidents that happened was when Marvin Dillon got caught— stealing chickens from a German. They sure shot his buttons off. Up till now he has been counting stars in a concentration camp. Oh! and I must tell you about the bombs Hazel Triplet, Ada Moore, and Margaret Robinette contributed. Well—maybe they were cakes, but they served the same purpose. I guess you knew Frances Crist went across to help all she could. The funniest thing happened to her during a blackout. She was getting mar- ried to a nice little soldier boy with Wanda Lawson as witness. Well, when the lights came on, the soldier was doing the preaching, the preacher was acting as witness.and Frances and Wanda were hugging each other—but it was all fixed up. Oh! And another thing—if you see Josephine or Rebecca coming up the street with their arms spread out in front of them, just speak and keep on going. You see, they don’t know thait the war is over and that there aren’t any more blackouts. They were shell-shocked. I'll bet here’s something you don't know. Frances Pais and Betty Shell, who won their fame by acting, are having Hawaii fixed up so they can go there to spend their vacation. I went in the bank the other day and heaird something that was funny but still pathetic. It seems that Lougy had overdrawn her account and I heard her say to the cashier, “I don’t think you ought to fuss because I

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THE POCAHONTAS Class Poem May I, My Friends, present to you The Senior Class of Forty-two? At first comes Lee who's got big feet, Near every girl he’d find a seat. And then we come to Wanda Ree, Whose wish is by her man to be. Next Franny Crist, whose big brown eyes, Will show that she is always wise. Then, James, who lives in Paradise, Is short and fat and very nice. And Milton, too, is lots of fun, E’n tho’ he is a preacher’s son. And, now, we come to Betty Shell, Who claims that she can always tell That Lougy, with her red hair blest, Makes better grades than all the rest. But Jack, the leader of our class, Has never worried ’bout how to pass. Yet, Sis, who also likes her fun, Most always has her lessons done. And Eleanor Wright, our black-haired lass, Rides in a taxi to her class. But Rose, the quietest of us all, Will never roam around the hall. And Hazel never talks too much, And so she never gets “in dutch’’. While Butch, who talks most all the time Says not a thing thats worth a dime. And. Frances Pais our well-known beauty, Thinks graduating is a duty. And Moe, a girl with pretty hair, Has a complexion that is fair. The little, dark-haired boy is Slick, For playing ball he is our pick. Now Dor’thy is as good as gold, She does or says no wrong (I’m told) And Ada Moore cannot forget That every teacher has a pet. Now Becky hates her middle name But, Maude, we like you just the same. (Continued two pages following)

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vo [HE POCAMONTAS overdrew my account—I spent it all for stamps and bonds’. Oh well! Such is life. Evelyn was a great parachutist during the war. Her first jump was from thirty thousand feet. She forgot her parachute and it was the big- gest flop I have ever seen. I’ve heard from inside sources that Dot White took advantage of the war to become an artist—she painted all kinds of war pictures. Betty Moses stayed in her own country to help in the defense. She could drive an ambulance pretty well by the time the war was over—(She can start right out in the next one). She told me she got a letter from Rose Harmetz who was a nurse in England. Rose said she would be home when the bombs stopped falling. Just a few days ago I saw Milton come into town on one of those wheelless cars. You know, without any tires. He told me he had come back to follow in his Dad’s steps—and I saw Eleanor, too. She married her Taxi driver and they opened a trans-continental cab service. She was wor- ried about their horses being scared when autos started coming back. This finishes all of my classmates and J feel that I can be very proud of them, for they certainly did their part during the war. Who? Me?—Oh! nothing much—well, er, er, I did help Mary Arm- strong push Premier Tojo off the wharf at Singapore. (Poor fellow, he couldn’t even swim!) —BETTY SIMPSON CLASS POEM (Continued) Our Mary Armstrong has black hair And sleeps in class without a care. And next comes Marg’ret Robinette, Her fav’rite color’s red, I’ll bet. Then Josephine from Boissevain, Who’s got the army on her brain. And Marvin, whom I plumb forgot, To kiss the girls he’d rather not. And last I come to just poor me, But I won’t leave ’til ’43. —BETTY SIMPSON