Poquoson High School - Islander / York Chronicle Yearbook (Poquoson, VA)

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ey Beever: It is the purpose of the staff, that this sixteenth volume of the York Chronicle may clearly picture the days spent at Poquoson High School. Living in an era of turmoil, we look forward to an everlasting peace. Re- alizing that to have been born in America is an honor, we offer our youth and vigor in the service of our country.

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Class Not too long ago, as | sat thinking, | found the Spirit of Prophecy striving within my thoughts. Much to my astonishment there appeared before me a brazier. With a funny feeling | lit the brazier and in its ascending smoke | tried and tried and tried to think: What does the future hold for my classmates of June, 1951? Finally through the many scenes disclosed by a phosphor- escent cloud, | realized that | saw myself standing on the deck of a powerful ship, pulling away from the Poquoson pier, bound for Europe. The faces on the pier grew dim. It was hard to believe, | was bound for the old world alone. It isn’t my nature to be alone so as | walked along the deck | met an old friend, a dear one in fact, it was ZELLA ANNE SMITH. At the familiar sight | was overjoyed. After the usual hellos | asker her what she was doing on such a trip. She said that she and NANCY HARRIS after getting their degreesfrom college were exchange teachers bound for France. Of course my next question was concerning news from my dear ‘ole Alma Mater, P. H. S. As usual they both had plenty of news to tell. Before leaving Poquoson they had stopped by the school. With surprise they said, quite a few of the new teach- ers graduated with us. PEGGY ROLLINS and BETHANY FORREST are teaching history. HENEN BENTHALL is now head coach at P. H. S., coming back after making All-American at the University of North Carolina and TEENIE SOLES was assisting him (someone said Teenie had made All-American at William Mary). POLLY INSLEY is at the head of the commercial department, with HILDA THOMAS, BETTY BURCHER, and PAT UPTON under her. Natur- ally BARBARA MOORE was Mr. Thomas’ secretary. Next | asked them if they had heard of JOHN HUNT. Their answer was “‘yes’’, he was still at Poquosan, a promising young doctor and owner of the Hunt Hospital on the Langley Field site. The next few days | didn’t see Zell, but as | was unpacking some of my trunks, there was an old newspaper | hadn’t noticed before. Much to my surprise | found PHILIP EDWARDS was the editor, and before my eyes came ‘ Poquoson. Boy Receives Great Honor’. To my astonishment CHARLIE MOORE had received honors playing with the Brooklyn Dodgers. Surprises never cease. ! also saw by the paper that STORMY RICHARDSON had been arrested and held without bail for driving through Bull Island at 85 miles per hour, but the famous lawyer RAY PARCELL in his brilliant address to the jury proved he should be freed. After | had read the newspapers over and over again | de- cided to take a walk. As | came out of my stateroom | came face to face with two nurses. Their faces looked familiar and | recog- nized MIRIAM MOORE and PATTY MESSICK. They told me they were traveling with HAROLD LATHAM a rich millionaire who had been ill and now was traveling for his health. In about four weeks our ship took anchor at Lorraine, France. | looked for familiar faces on the pier, and as | walked a little beyond the crowd | saw a young woman dressed in an American khaki uniform, as | went to speak to her who should it be but NELL HOWARD. She took me to her office and here | met FRANCES HOGGE and BELLE CASTELLOW. These girls were acting as secretaries. Nell told me that ALMA JEAN MOORE was married to a soldier boy, and that JOYCE LANDRUM, being dis- appointed in love ran off to South America with KENNETH FOR- REST’S circus company. |! also learned RHODELIA WATKINS was the leading lady, FRANCES HUNT was doing ballet during intermission, but the greatest shock came when | found out JANICE CROCKETT was the leading bareback rider. They also said BILLY WAINWRIGHT took care of the elephants in the circus. Ill admit that what Nell told me next was unusually thrilling. HAROLD CARMINES and DAVID AMORY had signed a contract with the Columbia Record Co. The scenes in the bluish flames changed—l! was no longer in France but Arabia. | was glad, very glad, for | had always wanted to see a real sheik. One evening, as | was walking down the hotel steps | saw right before me a real sheik. But | was surely rophec GY disappointed when he looked at me and said, ‘“Why what are you doing here?’’ It was our class sheik, RANDY ROLLINS. He said he was waiting for OLEN BUNTING and ROBERT YINGLING to come out of the hotel. Imagine that, Randy, Robert and Olen here in Arabia as sheiks! Again the scenes in the fire changed. This time ! was in America. The city | saw was Washington. A friend and myself went to Keith’s Vaudeville. EDDIE MITCHELL ushered us to our seats and told me that ERNEST PAULS was manager. The first character that appeared before me was the people’s favorite. She was a little blonde, dressed in a fluffy pink net dress. Much to our surprise it was PETITE MOORE. SHIRLEY AMORY, MARY ROWE, and DORIS WHITT were also with the company. But owing to the fact that Doris burned her hand when JEAN E. MOORE'S tea-room, Rest-Awhile, burned down, she could not appear. That night after the performance a dance was given in their honor by MARTIN RIGGINS, a young millionaire, living in Wash- ington. The music for the occasion was furnished by JARMON MOORE'S Orchestra. The next day | took a bus around Washington. STANLY WILSON was driving the bus. He told me he had been a jitney driver at Yorktown, but here he was very satisfied with his work. He also said that DICKIE WARNICK had a big cab company at Jeffs with JOHN KAYE, DUBBIE WILSON, and OKEY WILSON as assistants. Next before my eyes came the vision of a construction company, SHIELDS WOOD. | discovered that NORMAN SHIELDS and FLOYD WOOD had formed a corporation; both had married and settled down. Seems as if SHERWOOD EMERSON and MELBOURNE HOGG were taking care of their business for them. A little way down the street was a cute millinery shop. | found out later it was owned by MAZIE and LOIS FIRMAN. Now back to the familiar scenes of Poquoson—everyone seemed excited. The weather appeared to be very cold for every- one was wrapped up. The crowd moved toward Poquoson Stadium. This was the day for Benthall’s championship football team of Poquoson High School to meet Mathew Whaley’s team for the title. It seemed as if everyone was there. The mayor, ERNEST EVANS, rode into the park on horseback. Following him | saw GRAYSON FOX, a prominent young man in York County since his second election to the House of Delegates. Before the game started ROBERT HALLMAN, a young avi- ator, flew over dropping small cards which said: To the voters of York County, vote for JACK ROYALL as Senator. As | sat there | saw many familiar sights. GLENDOLA BRYANT walked by with her twelve children. | saw RAY BURCHER and JAMES WEST who were instructors at the Apprentice School. Two seats down from me was a young mother who had seemed quite interested in the game, as she turned | realized without too much thought it was ROSALYN FOX. | later discovered she had a son on the team. Next | saw OLGA OLSON, she smiled and spoke but said she had to hurry because as usual she had to go to the Newport News High School football game. She was working now and ex- pected to be married in another year. For some reason | kept noticing another face | had seen millions of times but just could not place. He watched the game with anxiety. What was wrong with me, it was none other than ALEX TURLINGTON. Seems Alex had gone on up in football and was now playing professional ball with ‘“Choo Choo’ Justice. By this time the flame had gotten so low that | could not see a thing but the red and gray embers. Not even a faint shadow of a figure existed. | turned my head to see if there was anyone around but no—lI was still alone. | felt very much alone now, after | had spent about two hours with my classmates of June, 1951.