Ramseur High School - Ramsonian Yearbook (Ramseur, NC)

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Class Prophecy As I reclined in my comfortable seat in the train, I was eagerly looking for- ward to reaching my destination, Chicago. To pass the time away, I picked up the latest 1963 edition of a Chicago newspaper, and learned that Carolyn Moffitt, a former classmate of mine, was one of the reporters. I decided that I would go to see Carolyn when I reached Chicago. Perhaps, I thought, she could tell me what had happened to some of our classmates since graduation. Then my thoughts shifted back to the newspaper. What a surprise I received! Why right there on the front page was a picture of Blaine Ward, world’s greatest scientist. Blaine had always been the class genius, and now he was predicting that it would be only five more years until man would be able to go to the moon. Turning to another page, I saw that my good friend, Betty Jo Stout, was taking a much needed vacation, having made continuous rounds of public appearances after winning the title ‘‘Mrs. America of 1963. ’ On looking at the sports page, I saw that Steve Mace had led The Yankees to victory over the Dodgers by knocking a home run in the last inning. Goodness! My old friends have surely done well. ‘ Hi Myrtle,’’ I heard three voices call in unison. I turned around, and there stood Howard Craven, who was seeking a seat in the Senate, Charles Edwards, Howard’s campaign manager, and Roger Spoon, now a used car dealer who can really sell cars. ‘‘Why boys,’’ I said, ‘‘I had almost forgotten that nickname.’’ It seems that these boys were on their way to Chicago too, as Roger was going to see a man about a car. Eagerly, I started asking them about some of our classmates. They told me that Russell Welch was now in the Air Force. Seems that he is the best cook that the Air Force ever had. When I asked them to tell me more, they immediately came forth with some news I was thrilled to hear. Glenn Curtis was now teaching physics and geome- try at Ramseur High School, and Shirley York was writing a book called ‘‘Mind Your Manners.” In turn, I told them my bos om pal, Shirley McMasters, was now a beautician in Greensboro. I also told them that Wilma Cox had the envious position of head nurse at John Hopkins Hospital. I then informed them that Doris Frazier and Patty Fesmire were making excellent salaries as private secretaries in two outstanding business firms. They already knew that Patty Hicks and Margaret Kimrey were too busy keeping house and caring for their children to launch a business career. Too soon the train reached Chicago, and we went our separate ways. While walking down Michigan Boulevard, I noticed a large variety store named Line- berry’s 5and 10. A feeling of pride came over me to have even known Rebecca Lineberry, for she was now very famous for her deft handling of her many stores. Further on down the street, I saw a bookstand where there were many highly advertised books. ‘‘How to Handle Your Husband’’ by Beverly Cox, and ‘'Don’t Let Your Wife Be Your Boss’’ by Roger Stout. Another famous seller was ‘‘Short- cuts to Better Housekeeping’’ by Dolores York and Betty Mae Hudson. Finally, I reached the newspaper office where Carolyn worked. As soonas she saw me she began immediately to tell me the latest news about ourclassmates. Bill Caviness was a patrolman in West Virginia. Martitia Carmac was happi- ly married, and had two lovely sets of twins. Frances Ackerman was a’French teacher at Meredith College. Erma Burgess was a typist at Sears Roebuck in Greensboro. Oscar Burgess had become an agriculture teacher in High Point, and Russell Allred was a successful farmer. I thought to myself, ‘‘Just think, I had to come to Chicago to learn all this.”’ I told Carolyn what little I knew. Frances Kivett taught typing and shorthand at Ramseur, and Peggy Jo Dorsett designed dresses for petite girls with this for her motto, ‘‘What we lack in quantity, we make up in quality.’’ When I left for my trip back home, a happy feeling stole over me, for I was so glad that all my classmates had been successful, and were happy. , Mazie Wilson Prophet

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Class Poem GOODBYE It’s time to leave our school so dear, Go out, the world’s teachings to hear; Time to say goodbye and good luck, To reach out to our fates and pluck Happiness, success, goodness, and grace; Gather our blessings and turn to face Our wonderful world so big and great. Be gone and quick! The hour is late. It’s time to think of our duty to men; To go out and try our dreams to win. Accomplish success, and sing God’s praise, And try our wings and might to raise. Keep the track our helpers have drawn, Grip the wheel and soar to the dawn, Be not discouraged or lose our hold, Flee from weakness and be ever bold. Though your heart is touched by our farewell Remember the delights and memories to tell. Now Seniors, remember our goal is to strive For courage and faith, and dreams to derive, For faith in ideals and projects well done For life’s deeds and struggles are never done. Lift your chin; of yourself be sure, For less than our best we’ll never endure. Class Poet Betty Jo Stout

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Last Will and Cestament W- the Seniors, realizing that we are about to leave this dear old school with our diplomas in our hand, indicating that our knowledge and experience are sufficient to meet the requirements for graduation, do hereby make our last will and testament. ARTICLE a. To our parents, we bequeath our grati- tude for their encouragement, praise, and sacrifices to help us in our struggle to ob- tain a high school education. ARTICLE II To our beloved principal, Mr. Cox, we bequeath our deep appreciation for his pa- tience and understanding during our Senior year. ARTICLE III To the Juniors, we leave our chapel seats, homeroom, and our ability to get along with Mrs. Allen. We hope you enjoy Bookkeeping as much as we did. ARTICLE IV To the Sophomores, we leave our text- books with hopes that you don’t lose as many as we did. ARTICLE V To the Freshmen, we bequeathour class motto, ‘‘Less Than Our Best Is Failure,’’ with hopes that you, too, will. some day be Seniors. ARTICLE VI Individually we leave the following po- sessions: Item 1. I, Shirley McMasters, do leave my ability to write shorthand to Barbara Mace. Item 2. I, Erma, do leave my athletic abi- lity to Ann Burgess, to keep it in the family. itemes. J, Betty Jo, do leave my long hair to Ruth Nixon. Item 4. I, Dolores, do leave my bashful ways to Barrett Cox. Item 5. I, Wilma, do leave ‘‘Temporary 13”’’ to Jimmy Stout in hopes that he will have better luck than I did. Item 6. I, Patty, do leave my ability to drive a car to Antoinette Kivett. Item 7. I, Roger Spoon, may at a later date, decide to leave parts of the school build- ing to the future generation. Item 8. I, Doris, do leave my ‘‘Apple Pol- isher’’ title to Billie Jo White. Item 9. We, Peggy and Rebecca, do leave our height to Marjean Lane and Janice Dixon. Item 10. I, Frances, do leave my short hair to Alice Faye Allred. Item 11. I, Blaine, being of sound mind and body, do leave my nickname, ‘‘Skinny”’ to Joe Foye Hodgin. Item 12. I, Shirley, do leave my ‘‘Most Courteous’’ title to Joyce Teague. Item 13. 1, Mazie, do leave my talkative ways to Rheudell Kimrey. Item 14. I, Patty Ruth, do leave my good grades to my sister, Shirley Hicks. Item 15. I, Russell Allred, do leave my ability to make A plus to Ralph. Item 16.1, Betty Mae, do leave my long eyelashes to Kitty Lee Cox. Item 17. I, Frances Ackerman, do leave my ability to do geometry to Martha Hicks. Item 18. We, Charles, Billy, and Howard, leave our organization, ‘‘The Three Muskateers’’, to Jesse Craven, Billy Jo Allred, and Clarence Slaughter. Item 19. I, Roger, do leave my nickname, S Obies esto Jimmys Craven: Item 20. I, Beverly, will my ability to get to school on time to Brad Brady. Item 21.1, Oscar, do leave my ability to play basketball to Carlie Anderson. Item 22.1, Martitia, do leave my position as editor of THE RAM to Joe Dean Cox. Item 23.1, Carolyn, do leave my typing ability to Janice Kivett. Item 24. I, Glenn, do leave my ability to lay out of class to Eugene Lawson. Item 25. I, Steve, do leave my driving re- cord to Wesley York. Item 26. I, Margaret, do leave my blond hair to Linda York. We hereby appoint as the sole executor of the last will and testament, our class ad- visor, Mrs. Lane. Inher witness, we, the class of °53 the testator, have set our hand and seal on this the 29th day of May, in the year of 1953. Testator Patty Fesmire