Reidsville High School - Renocahi Yearbook (Reidsville, NC)

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-'Q-if R E N O C A H I l39 ' LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We are gathered here this evening upon this solemn and serious occasion for various purposes. The most important of these purposes is that of making a last will and testament, because before we walk out into the sunshine of the morning we wish to bequeath our vast accumulated wealth to those worthy ones who are so diligently following in our footsteps. Therefore, upon behalf of my client, the class of '36 of Reidsville High School, I beg of you to listen to this last will and testament. We, the Class of '36, in several individual and distinct parts, being about to pass out of the sphere of education in full possession of a crammed mind, well trained memory and almost super-human understanding, do hereby make our last will and testament: We will and bequeath to the dear faculty a sweet and unbroken succession of peaceful dreams, and an undying hope for higher salaries. To Miss Baker and Mr. Leggette, our home-room teachers, our profound admiration and enduring friendship. To Avra Sacrinity, Mary Evelyn Jones' athletic ability. To Pam Oliver, Anne Russell Gwyn's dramatic ways. To Anne Garrison and Alice Saunders, Virginia Hutcherson and Nancy Price's chewing gum. To Penelope Donovan, Lucile Williams' come-hither looks. To John Walters, Gordon Jones' originality. To Bobby Wyatt, Gwendolyn Barnes' honor of being the class pest. To Paul Thompson, Roger Rice's ability to get to school early every morning. To D. C. Burton, Bennie Rudd's handsomeness. To Jane Montgomery, Mary Evelyn Jones' popularity. To Reather Hinson, Carl Rothrock's athletic ability. It is one of our greatest wishes that Frances Martin receive Roma Ingram's boy friends. To Beulah Evans, Bertha Walker's sweet smile. We will to May Johnson, Mary Flynn and Margaret McCollum's friendliness. To Lily Stiers, Minna Spring's new boy friend. To Jimmie Scambato, Elizabeth Ward's musical ability. To Margaret Carroll, Susie Vaughn's winning ways. To Frances Daniels, Mary Beth Bennett's crush on Lee Richardson. And, to Bobby Gapen, Dorothy Warren's unusual height. Now Juniors, do not consider these possessions as worthless gifts lavishly thrown away, but as valuable possessions to be carefully kept and taken with you where'er you go. We realize that these few gifts do not compose all the elements necessary to human happiness, but then again we cannot always follow the flower fringed path- way of luxury, honor, power and glory. Therefore, we beg you to accept these things from a class that wishes you the greatest success. ETHYL ANNE HUTCHERSON, Tesfafrix. --.ii 21 13..- i

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-..aii R E N O C A H I iiif-oe vegetables will not then be sliding all over the plate. Bob Moore rises next. He says that he has found that if cows are fed Cocomalt Brand, they will produce Chocolate Milk. After much applause the meeting adjourns, with everybody praising these celebrated farmers. I see, not far down the street, a hospital. Several nurses are strolling leisurely on the grounds. They are Julia Collins, Roma Ingram, Edna Jackson, and Pattie Reid Gibbs. A young interne, William Taylor, walks quickly up the path. Roma rolls her eyes in his direction, but he pays not the slightest attention, as he is busily discussing his next patient with Virgil Truitt, another doctor. I see, through the window, another group of nurses. They are discussing a new doctor that is coming. Lucille Williams is planning to captivate him immediately, while Nancy Price, technician, is powdering her nose, getting ready for the arrival. How surprised they would be if they knew that the new doctor is Diana Thompson. I see now a huge outer office in a great business concern. Many stenographers are typing. Among the less busy are Mary Beth Bennett and Esther Simon. Maybe they aren't busy typing, but they are busy flirting with their boss, Paul White. In the middle of this interesting flirtation, I see Ruby Meeks approaching. She quickly shoves them aside and they now realize that they have competition in a big way. Bertha Walker and Esther Mitchell are going up the walk of a beautfiul mansion. They ring the door bell, and who should come to the door but Mary Willie Hastings! It seems that her friends have assembled here for their weekly bridge game. They've decided to kill two birds with one stone and be beautified while playing bridge, by the celebrated beauticians, Bertha Walker and Esther Mitchell. Mary Evelyn Jones, June Hooper, and Mary Flynn complete this matronly foursome. What chattering! Mary Flynn has just Hnished telling of the merits of her infant, when June chimes in with the announcement that Junior said goo! goo! today. Mary Evelyn is laughing and talking, as usual, about her M.R.S. degree. The Reidsville High School comes into view. Rosemary McLean and Elizabeth Mitchell are coaching the girls' basketball team. Louise Smith, Lucille Roberts and Emily Garrett are also teaching French, Arithmetic, and English respectively. Beulah Clapp is now head of the commercial department. Two teachers, Laura Thompson and Edna Earl Gibson, are talking about the 1,000-word theme that Christina Menzies has written entitled, Studies Get You Theref, Up the hall a few steps, Helen Howell and Virginia Shelton are conversing. They are talking about Lenora Oakley. Lenora has just donated 51,000 to a hospital for dogs and cats. She spends full ten hours of the day with these fortunate animals. Thus, dear Seniors, I have given you a glimpse into the beautiful afternoon of your lives. You and you alone have the power to make this lovely illusion come true. I have shown that I have faith in you by giving you this vision. Keep that faith, and when the afternoon really comes, may each of you be able to say, 'I have fought a good fight, I have Hnished my course, I have kept the faith., Aurora never had cause to weep for mef' MARY EVELYN JONES, Class Proplrefess. -..gif F39-...-

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RENOCAHI ls-M SALUTATORY ADDRESS It is my great pleasure and privilege tonight, friends, to greet you from the very depths of my heart, and in the name of all my classmates to pass on to you the glad hail of our enthusiastic Welcome.,' Did you ever stop to think how much may lic underneath the surface of this word I have been chosen to speak to you? After all, our fine words, our lofty sentiments, and high-sounding phrases, how much more can we really put into this greeting to our friends-we hope you are well, we see you are comeg and we know you are welcome.,' To you, this may be indeed a pleasant occasion, for we shall certainly do our best to make it so, at best, it will be only one of many such occasions in your life, which, enjoyable as they may all be at the time, will be but fleeting in their influence. To us, it is a great occasion, a red letter day, one of the brightest spots in all our lives, and bound to live forever in our memories. To our parents and relatives, this is an hour of pride and affection, to my class- mates, an hour of mingled joy in our success, and regret over the necessary parting. And you, kind teachers, as we step forth to represent in the outside world the school from which we pass, have a right to ask of us that we show our colors-that we give voice to our principles, our aims, and our ambitions -for it is through them and what we make of them that all honor must reflect back upon the school whose seal we bear. We trust that you may ever find us faithful to those virtues, for which you have trained and taught us to stand, as we face the problems that are to confront us outside. If we do this as you have instructed us, we shall never be ashamed to know that the boys and girls of Reidsville High are watching the career of this class of '36 with eager eyes, and resolving to follow in our footsteps. As we look back over the past few years, we feel that we can truthfully say that we have done our best at all times and in all places to make the most of every oppor- tunity, so far as our young minds were able to understand it. We mean to continue to do that same best at all times and in all places where fate may direct our paths. And we are sure that at this time every one must realize something of what it means to us, and while grieving with us at the sundering of the dear class ties that each year have helped to make stronger, must at the same time rejoice with us that we have been able to accomplish so much as we have, while wishing for each of us greater triumphs in whatever work may be ahead of us. We ask you, then, dear friends, to be glad with us and for us, as we enter upon this memorable hour, sure that we are all most earnest in assuring you of our joy at having you with us, and that I, in the warm inspiraton of your presence, am most sincere in telling you in the name of gny classmates, how truly glad we are that you are here. CHRISTINA MENZIES, Salufaforian. Mgr ZZ isa.-