Red Springs High School - Red Mill Yearbook (Red Springs, NC)

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT 1943 We, the Senior Class of 1948, being of sound mind and as nearly sane as could be expected after four years in Red Springs High School, do hereby dispose of our prized possessions and treasured traits in this our Last Will and Testa- ment. The fact that we must bestow our possessions upon unworthy minors grieves us deeply. How- ever, with the acquisition of our wonderful characteristics and valuables, we hope they can fill our places creditably. ARTICLE I: To Mr. Dudley, our superintendent, we leave our sincere appreciation for the many things that he has done to make our school one of which We are proud. May we never disappoint him. ARTICLE II: We leave to our school our undying devotion and loyalty. Through the manv years before us, may we always remember that in this small place many happy hours of our lives were spent. ARTICLE III: To our faculty we leave gratitude for the many patient hours that they have given us. We also hope that they will be as helpful to the rising classes as they have been to us. ARTICLE IV: To Miss Bessie, our homeroom teach- er, we leave our gratitude for her interest and guidance in the many accomplishments that we have made in our years in high school. ARTICLE V: To the rising Senior Class we leave our home room and senior privileges, if they dare take them. ARTICLE VI: We do hereby dispose of our per- sonal possessions. 1. I, Doris Townsend, do will and bequeath my ability to drive an automobile to Al Buie. May you soon be tall enough to see over the wheel. 2. I, Edward Norris, do will and bequeath my very romantic ways to Ertle Edwards. I hope they produce better results for you that they have for me. 3. I, Mildred McArthur, do will and bequeath my quiet manner and dignity to Grace Graham. You need them to become a Senior. 4. I, Robert McKeller, do will and bequeath my abilty to borrow lunch tickets to Eunice Duncan. With this goes the hope that you repay them as I did. 5. I, Evelyn McKenzie, with a sigh of relief, do will my Latin vocabulary to Bill Stutts. 6. I, Hillman Edens, do will and bequeath my safe and sane driving to Ann McArthur. May you be as lucky as I have. 7. I, Bill Coleman, do will my ability to participate in all sports to Carol Campbell. No more splinters for you, Tadpole. 8. I, Eunice Overstreet, do will and bequeath my quiet manner and front seat in all classes to Donald Watson. 9. I, Malcolm Watson, do will and bequeath my curly hair to Frank McDonald, with the hopes that he will get a hair-cut more often that 1 do. 10. I, Margaret Odom, do will my love for men to Patsy McNeill. Maybe you will have more suc- cess with them than I did. 11. 1, Laurence Bounds, leave four of my freckles to Christine Armstrong. That is all I can spare. 12. I, Faye McPhaul. do will and bequeath my position on the basketball team to Thelma Hickman, hoping that she can make more than one goal per game. 13. I, Charles McMillan, leave my love for Flora McDonald to Elizabeth Cribb. May she spend her time there in classes rather than on the back steps. 14. I, Fred Grimsley, do will and bequeath exactly six inches of my height to poor little Bobby Edwards. 15. I, Hazel Haynes, do will and bequeath my alarm clock to Elise Lemons, hoping that it will let her sleep a little longer each morning than it has me. 16. I, John Lee Davis, do will and bequeath my perfected ability to cut classes and make up excuses to Iohn Alvin Varnum. 17. 1, Marie Crimsley, do will and bequeath my bool? to Eloise Mayberry. The knowledge is all still in t em. 18. I, Neill McMillan, do will and bequeath my studious manner and vast knowledge to Buddy McNeill. In witness whereof, we, the Senior Class of 1948, and the testator, have to this will set our hands and seal this fourth day of Iune, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hun- dred and forty-eight. MALCOLLI WATSON, Testator. -if 13 fit-

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CLASS HISTORY On September 8, 1944, those erudite students who are now known to us as Seniors, boarded a train labeled the High School Specialv and were off on a journey of fun, frolic, and work. This was a train of four parts, with Mr. Walter R. Dudley, a very capable engineer, at the throttle. While we were in the first part of this long journey, everybody referred to us as Freshmen,,' and things happened so fast that it was all slightly confusing. just as we were getting the nhangv of this new way of doing things, it was time to stop and rest. The next stage of this educational journey was a very enjoyable one, because we were now familiar with the high school way of doing things. The first brainstorm of this year was the idea that we needed a Student Council, and with the help of Mr. Dudley and the faculty plans were made for this adventure. A hot campaign was staged for the oflice of President by Max McManus and Clarence Ammons, Max winning by one vote. The council proved to to be a wonderful thing for our high school by giving parties, feeds, and arousing more interest in the school and its activities. To top off this great all-around year for us, the boys won the county championship in basketball. Before this year could pass off into the record books though, there had to be a new Student Council elected. This time Clarence Ammons won, defeating Meta McManus for the presidency. Our third year found us quite established in the trend. Along came the first edition of THE RED MILL, sponsored by the Student Council. In addition, the junior-Senior Banquet was awaiting our preparation. Although we had our share of work to do, we also had a scheduled play period every day, which was a part of the new Physical Education program introduced in- to the school system that year. This was under the direction of Mr. james Carruth, who also served as head coach of all our sports. We were pleased to welcome back Mrs. Currie, known by most of us as Miss Caldwell, and along with her Miss Elizabeth Dukes and Miss Blanche Fisher, history and mathematics teachers, re- spectively. Another addition to our faculty was Mrs. Williams, who joined us as typing in- structor and secretary to Mr. Dudley. In addi- tion to the new faculty, our class was happy to receive Faye McPhaul a refugee from Park- ton High School. Faye has been an asset to the basketball team as well as the school. One of the highlights of this year was the made by the music class. trip to Greensboro, Under the direction of Miss Lois Lambie, who reason for the success of has been the main our choir, we made a very pleasing impression upon the judges of the contest. The grand finale of this year was the junior-Senior Banquet into which we put everything we had. The Seniors thoroughly enjoyed it. The Student Council ofHcers were elected for the coming year, with Edward Norris receiving more votes than Doris Townsend for president. We have now come into the fourth and last part of our journey, and soon we will pass out the doors of our beloved school never to return. This has been an even greater year than all the rest, what with our girls winning the county championship in basketball and the baseball team. going the road to tthe finals of the play- offs for the Eastern North Carolina Class B Championship. Even more fun though, was the banquet which the juniors held in our honor. We enjoyed it very much and we know what they went through, which makes us appreciate it even more. One of the biggest things in any senior,s life is the senior play. It takes weeks of planning, rehearsing, and, more than all, hard work. But when the wonderful night of the play arrives, then is when you appreciate a job well done. Our Senior Play, The Life of the Partyf' was a comedy, and a very good one. As usual, the play was under the direction of Miss Bessie Covington, our home room teacher. Good pro- ductions are a common thing with Miss Bes- sie,', but she couldn't have had a better one than this. As an addition to our faculty came Miss Ayers, history teacher, and Miss Ketchem, home economics teacher who have helped us in mak- ing this a successful year. Along with the new additions to the faculty, came Neill Kirby Mc- Millan from Parkton. Neill has become one of us, and also helped our play to become a greater success. Now as we pass out of the doors of the fourth and final part of the train labeled Red Springs High Schoolf' we look back with long- ing eyes and Wish that we didn't have to leave, that we could start all over again and re-live every moment of that journey. Only now do we fully realize how lucky we were in having- the kind of guidance and leadership that we have had. But this is not the time to grow weak with sentiment or heartbreak. We must be strong for the many perils that face us in our life ahead, and we must ever look forward with the hope that we may board the train of plenty which leads to what all of us want- success. EDWARD N onnrs, H istorian. -it 12 ik-

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PROPHECY It came to me in a dream week before last at midnight on Saturday night. I had come home early from a picnic with my friends of the senior class, and as I recalled the wonderful experiences we had had, I realized with a feeling of sadness that we had so few days to be to- gether. Then, as I drifted off to sleep it came to me-the prophecy of what each of us will be doing ten years from now-ten years from our precious senior year in high school. Back in high school I had often wondered what in the world lid do after graduation. I had thought of business school or physical edu- cation, so you can imagine my surprise when I found myself in Red Springs again in a small, white building on South Main Street. I can see a dozen or two tiny tots sitting at low tables, drawing, coloring, and having a wonderful time -I am to be kindergarten teacher! ' After work that same day as I walked toward home, I saw a huge banner across the street, announcing the opening baseball game at Rob- bins Park. Baseball is one of my favorite sports, and at 7:30 I had a choice seat in the grand- stand. As the players came out on the Held, waves of cheers came from the stands, and there, giving last minute signal instructions, was Ed- ward Norris. Edward has taken Red Norris, place as manager of the Red Robbins. As I was looking about the crowd, a white nurse's uniform caught my eye and on second glance I realized it was Evelyn McKenzie who, I found out, is Superintendent of Nurses at the Scotland County Memorial Hospital. She told me that she had just received a letter from Mar- garet Odom, who is doing a swell job in New York as a model. She was very excited over a diamond she is now wearing. Yes, we all knew Marge would find the right man someday! As the game was nearing an end and people were beginning to move about, I bumped into Bill Coleman. Bill is making quite a successful lawyer in Lumberton, but he just couldnit stay away from dear old Robbins Park. As I was leaving the grandstand, Mildred McArthur, in her brand new Ford convertible, was waiting to take me to the beach for the week-end. Mil- dred likes her work as a dietitian in a hospital in Virginia, but she loves these week-end trips to the beach. Mildred said that she recently had a little chat with Doris Townsend. Doris is the physical education director for Raeford High School. She always did like the people around Raeford, and I hear that her basketball team is doing quite well. We stopped at Wilmington to get a check cashed and who do you suppose was cashier of the bank? Well, I guess you're right-none other than Malcolm Watson. just think! He got the idea from our Senior Play. He said that Charles McMillan is causing quite a riot as a singer in a night club. He is also having quite a time with the girls, but he isn't serious about any of them, he just goes with a lot of different ones. On arriving at the beach, we stopped at a hotel. We certainly were surprised to see the manager, who was Laurence Bounds. Yes, Laurence was doing a very nice job, too. After a while at the beach, we ran into Neill McMillan who is still combing beaches. That's about all he does. Neill also told us he had seen Fred Crirnsley not long before that, and that Fred was quite successful at selling books. He was told by Fred that Marie Grimsley had succeeded Miss Boone as librarian at Red Springs High School. Not long before our beach trip came to an end, we met up with john Lee Davis. John Lee is running a tourist camp in California now, but he is selling motor scooters in his spare time. John Lee still gets around a lot, so he told us about the rest of our classmates. Eunice Over- street is running a beauty shop in Lumberton now, and is quite a success. She specializes in cold wave permanents. Robert McKeller is graduating from P. I. C. this year where he is highly recognized for his work in commercial art. Hazel Haynes is now an overseer out at the Robbin's Cloth Mills, and is still begging for a few more hours of sleep. Hillman Edens is now working with the Caro- lina Light and Power Company. And john Lee said he is about the best electrician they have. Well, what do you know. The alarm clock just went off, and it was only then that I realized this was all a dream. Anyway, we know all about the Class of '48 ten years from now. FAYE INICPHAUL, Prophet. --wtf 14 lik--