Rich Valley High School - Lasso Yearbook (Saltville, VA)

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SENIOR SUPERLATIVES BEST LOOKING MOST PROMISING Nell Grifeitts Irving Asbury Marion Mitchell Edward Frye BEST SPORTS MOST POPULAR Elizabeth Roberts Campbell Whitely Nancy Buchanan John Barns MOST ATHLETIC MOST FRIENDLY Evelyn Gass Warren Olinger Audrea Penland Kenneth Surber MOST INTELLECTUAL BEST ALL AROUND Madeline Gwyn Steve Farmer Nancy Buchanan John Barns

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PROPHECY OF CLASS OF ’48 As the hour of parting drew near I realized that soon the Class of 4S must go forth— either to schools of higher learning or out into the world of affairs, and I, despite of hope and faith in the future had an intense longing to know something of what lurks in the be¬ yond. I wanted, like Tennyson, to “Dip into the future, far as human eye could see. See the vision of the world, and all the wonders that would be. In this mood I called upon the spirit of the years, past and present, of Rich Valley High History, to throw upon the futu re the light of other years and reveal my classmates to me. The vision came and under such strange circumstances that 1 shall tell them to you now. Late one afternoon I sat near a glittering pool of magic water. The moon shimmered through the white mist in the sky and as I gazed in amazement, a tall and stately figure, dressed in white, arose out of the pool and stood before me. “I am the Prophet of your destiny. Fame, love, fortune, I can reveal. Gaze into yonder pool and you shall see for yourself what was, and what is to be.” As the spirits voice ceased there came the vision of five houses, scattered throughout the country, where lived Evelyn (Gass) Goodman, Ocie (Lamie) Carter and Mildred (Taylor) Lam¬ bert, who married during their senior year and Andrea Penland and Rubv Kinder, who decided to take up domestic work. As this scene faded, a mass of white arose from the pool and the vision became clearer. 1 saw an operating table with Billy Neal as a surgeon and Eunice Frye, Zayne Mitchell, and Elizabeth Gates, as nurses. The white dissolved into the lights of a main street of a large city, which I thought to be Chicago. Walking across the street was a policeman, Everett Wyrick. About one b ' ock down the street the sign of City Motors appeared. The peck-peck of a typewriter sounded and behind the dask sat Nellie Gil¬ bert and Billy Barrett, a business executive. fter this scene a football field came into sight. The people were enthusiastically cheering and I knew a great game was on 1 scanned the stands for familiar faces and then on to the players bench. To my aston¬ ishment there sat Warren Olinger. John Barns, and Kenneth Surber. What did 1 see next? The foreign lan¬ guage international office with Clifford Craig and Irving Asbury as typists. They seemed very pleased with this work. I hrough the stillness of the pool, the glim¬ mer of footlights in a large theater in New ork. brought Elizabeth Roberts as costume director, Neal Webb as assistant manager, Mary Bise and Juanita McCready as clerks. I knew not what to expect to be revealed from the mystic depths next. Then a tiny ripple and a large schoolhouse appeared be¬ fore me. The high school had as its faculty members, Madeline Gwyn, English teacher, and Nancy Buchanan, Home Ec. teacher. When the grade school faculty was lined up I saw familiar faces, those of Arlee McAllis¬ ter, Mary Olinger, and Lorraine Buchanan, music teacher. Noise, so loudly that I felt as if I could see it, came to my ears. The moon threw a shaft of light across the pool and in the light a giant plane reared its nose. A man swung down from the cockpit and I recognized him to be Campbell Whitely. Clifford Necessary was aboard seeing the world, and Ollie Boyd was on her way to Africa for mission work. This scene faded and I saw a large busi¬ ness firm. As it became clearer 1 noticed Jeanette Keesee, Louise Atwell Margaret Frye, and Nelle Price happily typing. I began to feel cool from a wind that stirred the white mist that hung over the pool. It cleared and I discerned the sign Edward Frye—Real Estate Dealer. A scien¬ tist working busily on some experiments, who proved to be Fox Hays. After the fumes from the experiments evap¬ orated, a vision of a beauty parlor was pre¬ sented with Eunice Havens, Sally Frye, and Bessie Roberts as beauticians. A tiny speck of light came into the pool and out of it grew a basketball court where Jimmy Vermillion, regardless of height, was a college star. The tang of the salt sea breeze sifted to me for out of the waters of the Pacific arose a passenger liner. I saw the captain, Truby Vanhoozer and co-captain, Steve Farmer. This scene changed into a great auditorium where Marion Mitchell was at the speaker’s stand. Her articles were being published and she had become a famous woman lecturer. I he waters rolled again and I wondered what classmate I hadn ' t seen in these visions, when who should appear—Nell Griffiths and Pauline Necessary, both outstanding business ladies. This, too, faded, and for a long time there was nothing. Then the ghost of confusion came into the pool. “Peggy Olinger,” I asked, “What do you know of her? Again there came familiar scenes, changing rapidly as if in succession of ev ents—a nurse in white —a bride—a homemaker—Alas! the fates and fortunes of mv classmates had been told. Peggy Olinger

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OUTSTANDING SENIORS When, in reminiscent mind, we look back upon these high school days, we feel that certain students at Rich Valley High, of the Class of 1948, have won places in our hall of fame. That these girls have made school life more real, more vital, and more joyous, we all agreed, lu general, they were selected for their dependability, their good sportsmanship, their scholastic achieve¬ ment, and their ideals. The Faculty Madeline Gwyn Peggy Olinger Nancy Buchanan Marion Mitchell