Rock Springs High School - Rosphian Yearbook (Denver, NC)

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Last Will And Testament State of North Carolina County of Lincoln City of Denver Township of Catawba Springs We, the Senior Class of Rock Springs High School, have after many a trying hour, reached the final goal of graduating. Now aswenear the time of departure from our dear classmates and beloved school, we make our Last Will and Testament. ARTICLE I To the Principal, Mr. Little, we leave all our unsigned excuses-in hopes that he will someday use them as kindling. To Mrs. Erwin, we leave the hopes that someday she may have a quiet study hall. To Miss Caldwell, we leave all the formulas in hopes that someday a class will master them. To Mrs. Sigmon, we will all the mispelled words in the Ripple. To Mr. Carter, we leave all the carbonated drinks and popcorn left at Rock Springs. To Mr. Carpenter, we leave all the misplaced tools and keys in hopes that someday there will be a class that will always put them back in place. To Mrs. Little, we leave all the disturbances that we made while she was teaching music. To Mrs, Baker, we will our mispelled and mispronounced words, To Mr. Cathey, we leave all our unsolved Geometry problems. ARTICLE II Tothe Juniors, we leave the privilege of studying Beowulf and Macbeth. (Go easy on them, Mrs. Baker!) To the Sophomores, we leave ali the dignity we felt as Seniors. To the Freshman class, we leave the hope that they may have as much fun during their high school days as we did, ARTICLE Il I, Betty Sue Little, will my love for basketball to Anne Hager. I, Richard Sherrill, will my love for different girls to Jimmy Mundy. I, Russell Dellinger, will my lovely Chemistry book to Lorenna Kaylor. IT, Shirley Luckey, will my ability to be engaged before leaving high school to Linda Primm. I, Billy Mack Little, will my love for Spanish to Jerry Barkley. I, Norman Black, will my thirteenth year in school to any senior that has to come back next year. I, Kermit Sigmon, will my ability to play basketball to Elliott Potts. I, Eugene Brown, will my love for school to Jimmy Mundy. {, Jewell Lineberger, will my extra pounds to anyone who promises to appreciate, maintain and feed them as well as I have. I, Tommy Little, will my popularity to all the boys who like girls better than I do. I, Perry Sifford, will my hair to anyone who needs a blond poodle wig. I, Anita Crouse, will my ability to be a cheerleader for four years to Linda Rudisill and hope she has as much fun as I did. I, Dolly Hager, will my red hair to Jewell Hager who seems to want it more than I. I, Myrtle Newton, will my quietness on studyhall to Mary Alice Wright. I, Prue Reynolds, will my love for shorthand to Wayne Heffner. I, Ted Kaylor, will my school bus to Kenneth Sigmon. I, Charles Hager, will my curly hair to anyone who doesn't like a toni. i Junior Barkley, will my physique to Jerry Barkley in hopes that he can use it as much as I have. I, Dot Perkins, will my slender waist line to Jewell Perkins. I, Jackie Ledford, will my alto voice to Joy Goodson in hopes that she Won't let the sopranos out sing her in Glee Club next year. I, Louise Waters, will my smile to Merle Joy Black. I, Elsie Barker, will my good times in high school to Pansy Sherrill. I, Johnny Killian, will my twelve year collection of failing grades, Dewey buttons, and war stories to John David Grice. I, Burgin Nixon, will all my troubles with Mr. Little to anyone who cares to take them off of my mind, I, Nellie Abernathy, will my eyes to Murrey Sherrill in hopes that he can work the six muscles as well as I. I, Barbara Barker, will my blue eyes to Frances Stroupe. I, Leonard Christopher, will my witty ways to Christine Dellinger. I, Ray Cloninger, will my love for athletics to C. E. McCorkle. I, Nancy Ruth Little, will my freckles to Johnny Gallagher who likes them more than I, I, Donald Miller, will my dark skin to Joy Goodson. I, Walter Mundy, will all I have to anyone who doesn't need very much. Witnesses: Walter Mundy The Bowery Boys Contempt of Court The East Side Kids Class of 1954 The Three Stooges R. S. H. S.

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Class Prophecy Never before, had I seen a city of such beauty. Everything looked perfect, and everyone seemed unbelievably happy. There was a swell of music in the breeze which instantly made me feel free and different. I didn't know the name of the city, but I knew I was going to enjoy being here. As I neared the sound of music I saw that-a group-of,people had gathered. Among them were two classmates of mine, Kermit Sigmon..and Jackie Ledford. Their talents were being displayed clearly, because they were leading their group in a true Christian spirit, asthey had always done. Later, I asked Jackie if she would show me about the‘city and: help me to find some of our class- mates. She explained that a few of them were in distant cities finishing their tasks so they could come here later. Charles Hager’ was Selling some kind of things called “hot rods ----- whatever that is. Barbara Barker wasprivate secretary to some fellow by the name of Tony Curtis. Nancy Ruth had managed to marry one of the local boys and had succeeded in rearing five daughters. Somehow Billy Mack turned out being principal of Rock Springs School and Myrtle. Newton was teaching chemistry there. I wasn't surprised to hear that Walter Mundy had taken over Jackie Gleason's T. V. program, or that Eugene Brown was a highstrung lawyer and had accumulated quite a bit of money. As we walked on down the street we did meet many of our classmates- ----Shirley and her husband, who had never gotten rich; but seemed quite pleased with life; and Ted Kaylor who admitted being a bachelor, but quickly added it was absolutely by choice. Then we Saw, among a group of little boys, Ray Cloninger and Jr. Barkley. Of course they were telling all their baseball experiences, and I must say they weren't exaggerating a bit, believe it or not. We passed by a beautiful mansion and who do you think was sitting on the porch rocking away in an old fashioned rocking chair but Tommy Little. Yes, and he looked as though he were actually living in paradise. I assumed he had finally retired from farming and was taking things easy. The city which stretched before me seemed endless with its glorious array of splendor. We decided to go into one of the buildings and as we did, I saw Anita Crouse and Betty Little. They told me they were celebrating the arrival of their husbands. who had been away in other cities for years. Celebrating with them were Perry and Norman; they, too, were waiting, hope that very soon their loved ones would be able to join them. Walking back into the street, I ran into Richard Sherrill and knoeked him sprawling. As I scram- bled to help him up I knew he was going to be on the war path, But instead hé smiled and shook hands with me, I realized there was something strange about this. city. Strange indeed! Richard informed me that Nellie was nursing in another city and Dot Perkins was running a bachelor boarding house in the same town, but both were making plans to come here. Turning back to look at the scenery I had just covered, I noticed that thre boys were entering the city gate. It was none other than Johnny Killian, Leonard Christopher, and Russell Dellinger. They had been finishing their military careers when they had been called here unexpectedly for duty, but they seemed very pleased with the change. They also told me that Donald Miller was now a general and Burgin was still a buck private, but assured me that he was the happiest buck private the U. S. Army ever had. I found myself gazing into a window, and realized 1 was elas at familiar faces. Dolly Hager, Elsie Barker and Prue Reynolds were busy.about a room. They explained they were preparing a ban- quet for the young people. They were interested because they had been mothers themselves. Asking about Louise Waters, I learned she was here after doing successful work as a missionary in Korea. It was amazing that I should learn the whereabouts of my classmates all in one day! But Jackie didn't agree, instead she led me beside a flowing river where the image of a young girl drifted into my sight. Dot Poole was sitting on the bank looking into the rushing waters. I didn't understand; yet there she was, smiling and as beautiful as the surroundings of glory. Suddenly all the pieces began falling into place, for at last I knew! Looking into Dot's face had given me the answer just as well as if she had spoken these words: This is Heaven, The City of Eternity. JEWELL LINEBERGER PROPHET

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