Ravenswood High School - Nautilus Yearbook (Ravenswood, WV)

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Class History One bright auturnn morning in September 1952 , a great calamity struck R.H.S. Supposedly the faculty and upper classmen thought the school would never be the same again, but routine and time tamed us into a measure of conformity. Being eighty in number and having the largest class in history,we gained pride in proportion to our size. Our sponsors for the freshman year were Denzil Jarrett and Oren Kyger. Margie Rowley was elected president, Frank Smeeks, vice-president, Beverly Blake, secretary, and Don Bonar, treasurer. We held our class banner high. One teacher describes our class by one word scintillating. By the time September had rolled around again, we were ready and accepted our new status as sophomores with continued pride and dis- tinction. Beginning in 1953 we took over, with unwavering confidence, our natural role of center-stage in school. We started in extra-curricu- lar activities aswell as classrooms. Ann McCoy was elected president, Danny Haught, vice-president, Helen Miller, secretary, and Don Bonar, treasurer. For that year we rated our permanent capable sponsors, Mrs. John Landfried and Mr. James Porter. ln 1954 we received our class rings a year ahead of the traditional schedule. We staged with enthusiastic success, An Old Kentucky Gar- den, an operetta inthree acts. The colorful background, costumes,and musical roles brought equally enthusiastic audience response. Our Jr.- Sr. Banquet and Prom setting was a novel replica of French decor and cuisine. Again this year we had our two beloved sponsors, Mrs. Land- fried and Mr. Porter. Serving us as officers for that well-remembered year were Dean Moore, president, Danny Haught, vice-president, Helen Miller,secretary,and Don Bonar, treasurer. A fine spirit of co-oper- ation was enjoyed by our whole class. As seniors in 1955 we numbered 70. Decreased in quantity but not in quality, we accepted our new honors with proper pride and a new hu- mility. Now these Halls of Ivy seemed more dear, and we loved them. It was this year that we published the Nautilus. Looking forward to graduation, some were anxious, others were dreading it, and some few were still gliding along. This being the all-important year, most of us kept bustling. We had the senior play, Homecoming Game, Class Night, and graduation exercises to prepare. Crowned Miss Red Devil from our class was Mirt Wilson with Mr. Red Devil, Wilmer Taylor. We were well represented by our senior class officers: President, Margie Rowley, vice-president, Dennis Click, secretary, Billie Boggs, and, for afourth-time record,Don Bonar, treasurer. At this time we would like to thank our honorable sponsors, Mrs. Joan Landfried and Mr. James Porter,for the good advice and expert guidance they have given us. To the entire faculty we give appreciation for help and discipline. We are now ready to face the future. Whatever comes we feel secure and assured thatwe had already taken one big step in the right direction. Now with humble hearts we leave you, dear High School. Through the years that will roll around,we 'll remember you. May we live the prophe- cy of our class motto: America may expect much of us. 16

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Third Witch: Kings, Queens, Princes, and Princessess. Ward Cutie, King always liked things done in Royal style. First Witch: The Miss American pageant is all over for another year. The newly chosen queen is radiant and lovely. She's Mary Lou, Dainty, Kittle. Second Witch: Zoom! Cough! There goes a car burning too much oil. Must be Virginia, Oily, Lamp driving her little Plymouth to Akron to fetch her wandering husband. Third Witch: I see a large dancing academy. Some are tapdancing, others are waltzing, jitterbugging and balleting. Their instructor is working patiently to teach them new steps. She looks familiar. Its Veva, Twinkle Toes, McClure from Ravenswood High School. First Witch: Thump! John Philip Sousa just flipped his lid. The reason--Ann, Stars and Strip Forever, McCoy has just taken her little French Horn and joined his band. Second Witch: Here comes the grocery truck. Who's driving. There's one, two,three little boys,and there's Sandy McGraw Stewart, She couldn't find a baby sitter. Third Witch: Wow! Here's a member of Tommy Dorseys trombone section. Its Danny, Trombone Slide, McGrew. First Witch: Moo! Moo! We see Charlotte Monroe McCoy twirling a baton to the rhythm of a cows tail. Second Witch: Twenty-six, twenty-eight, thirty. Boy that boy can sure rack up points. Wonder who it is. Oh! Its Dean, Hot Rod, Moore. Third Witch: Whats all the commotion? Why are all the girls crowded over in that corner. Its Paul, Red, Morehead. Whats he got that Van Johnson hasn't. First Witch: Roger, Slim, Nancarrow has just finished reducing one of his patients, Gay Cox. Second Witch: It's a bird. It's a plane. No it's Betty, Flying Saucer, Patterson. She always is in a cloud. Third Witch: Fight on For Boaz Tech! That Danny Boaz, Powell serenading his Alma Mater. Crazy man crazy. First Witch: Bobbles, Bangles and Beads. Aren't the Hundi dancers graceful. Say, one of them looks familiar. Who could it be. I know--it's Betty, Putt-Putt, Rardin. Second Witch: Gee Whiz! Cottageville hasa university. And who do we see teachingagriculture. In this institution of higher knowledge. Why its Prof. Wayne, Vog-Ag, Rhodes. Third Witch: Look out! here comes a diesel truck really Ballin-the-jack. Its Harry, Safe Driver, Roush . He's reformed. First Witch: There goes someone running thru Siberia. That makes about the sixth time she's circled the globe. Margie, The Voice, Rowley sure made a hit as a torch singer. Second Witch: Babies, babies and more babies. Where do they belong. Here comes their mother Patty, Bashful, Salser. Third Witch: A teacher is certainly in demand at the college of Slippery Rock. No wonder. It's Edna, Peg, Shamblin. First Witch: Through my magic vision I see Annabelle, Shortie, Shinn walking into a building. The writing on the outside reads, Worlds most famous Stretching School--grow2 or your money back. Second Witch: Say sisters who is that man working so hard. I know it's Frank, Paddle Wheel, Smeeks. Some- thing seems wrong. Looks to me like the ferry got stuck in the mud. Third Witch: I see a wrestling match going on. The announcer says one of the wrestlers is Franklin, Nature Boy, Spalding .The match has started. Whoops! There goes Franklin sailing through space. See you later. First Witch: There is Bernard, Open Eye, Staats coming our of the Atlantic Ocean into a boat. He must have been deep sea diving. Great Caesar he has a mermaid! Second Witch: Clip! Clip! There's Diane, Foxie, Stevenson sitting on the floor cutting out all articles con- cerning Foxes. Sister, I don't believe its the kind of fox we know. Third Witch: I see Ruth Ann, Berry, Sullivan helping her husband pick strawberrys which are now being processed into straw for their cows. First Witch: There's a boy thumbing toward Ripley. It's Teddy, Viking, Suck still at his old occupation. Second Witch: Look in that T.V. Studio. There's Wilmer, Cronie, Taylor rehearsing for his next music program. He got started singing in Mrs. Hutchinson College English class. Broom Stick, Vannest. First Witch: Over there is a man judging a beauty contest. It's none other than Jim, Judgie, Walters. Oh! my! the contestants aren't girls. They are turtles. Second Witch: Hear ye! Hear ye! Come see the wheelless car. We always thought Richard, Olds, Ward would try to get along without buying tires for his 1949 Olds. Third Witch: I see Jim, Bubble, Smith now the president of the Smith's Bubble- Gum Factory which is made ex- clusively from horse hoofs. First Witch: There's a girl giving a speech. It's Ian, Windy, White still talking about Coffin Nails, and Maurice Evans. Second Witch: Look sisters there's Carl, Genius, White applying fora patent forhis invention of a new fertilizer called Go To lt. Third Witch: What's that. Oh! It's just Myrtle, Mitt, Wilson teaching her little Castos the latest cheers. Still at it I see. First Witch: There is Allen Pepper the owner of his own service station. His slogan is, Bring in your good car -- take it out as a wreck. He doesn't seem to be getting much business. 15

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Class Will We, Charlotte Monroe and Ann McCoy, will our good times, no study, and passing grades to George Kopcsak and Bob Patterson. I, James Walters, will my position in the snack bar with the majorettes to James McCoy and Larry Cobb. I, Edna Shamblin, will my love for red-headed boys to my sister, Georgia. I,Eunice Carothers,will my love for dark haired boys to Patricia Shriver. I, Franklin Spradling, will my self to Coach Spano. I,Richard Ward,will the trouble I have with my Olds to anybody who gets one. I, Dean Moore, will my Latin translations to Melvin Haught, or anybody crazy enough to think them up. l,Danny Haught, amnot going to will anything, because when l leave here I'm taking everything with me. l, Sue Divers, will my enthusiasm at football games to Larry Cobb. I, Frank Smeeks leave, all flags will please be flown at half mast. I, Annabel Duncan, will my big mough to Jeff Stevenson so he can outtalk Darry. I, Ward King, will to Jim Williams my ability to get women. l,Ted Suck,will my ability to skip football practice to Jerry Buffington and Everett Moss. We, Driscoll Bell, Danny Powell, and Danny McGrew, will our ability to lay dixie-land to anybody who thinks they can. , Jane Bailes, will my love for blond-curly hair to my sister, Annabelle. P I I, Ruth Sullivan, will my love for Murraysville to Roger Davis. I, Jim Smith, will my seat on nicotine corner to Lewis Sayre. l, Paul Hafer, will my ability to draw to John Staats. I, Wayne Rhodes, will my ability to drive to David McCoy. I, Margie Rowley, will my position as class president to Alan Reynolds if he's stupid enough to want it. l, Roy Click, am not going to will anything till someone tells me when l'm going to die. I, Jordon Vannest, will my nickname Shorty to Don Creel. We, Emma Farmer and Betty Rardin, will our ability to talk in bookkeeping to anyone who can do it and get away with it. I,Janice Cox,will the gum under the lst seat 4th row Mrs. Rector's room, to any junior who takes bookkeeping. I, Larry Jackson, will my touchdowns to next years football team in hopes that its enough to beat Ripley. We, Billie Boggs and Sandra McGraw, will our ability to get diamonds to Norma Staats and Jean Ann Suck. We, Laurabel Ferguson and Virginia Lamp, will our ability to talk on the telephone so long to anyone long-winded enough to do so. We,Don Critchfield and Bev Blake, will our good times on a motorcycle to Janet Morehead and Jerry Milhoun.