Ronda High School - Echo Yearbook (Ronda, NC)

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Class Will We, the members of the Class of 1950, having reached the end of our high school careers, and finding that we are still of sound mind and memory, do hereby declare the following to be our Last Will and Testament. Nettie Dimmette bequeaths her quiet disposition to Katherine Burchette. We, Dorothy Dimmette and Ivadine Cockerham, leave our position as the senior married women to Patsy Myers and Jo Ann Johnson, who are eternally on the verge. Wardie White wills her Fridays at home to Bud Durham. Melvorine Pardue wills her brown eyes to Emma Jean Couch. Dixie Blackburn wills her ability to keep quiet in class to Hope Tharpe. Geraldine Cockerham leaves her love for “blues” to Eleanor Petree. Tommy McCann leaves some of his height, weight, and muscles to Herbert Settle. Warren White leaves school bus No. 11 to H. C. Roberts, providing he agrees neither to get stuck nor to tail-spin. Rose Lee Poplin leaves her position as saleslady in the school supply store to Lucy Barker. Minnie Mastin bequeaths her honor of never having missed a day in school to Polly Childress. Grace Swaim wills her desire to become an old maid to anyone who is looking forward to a rosy future. John Sparks leaves his love for football to Edward Greene. Carniemell Wall wills her musical ability to Louise Wishon. Betty Hager wills her trim figure to Betty Anthony. R. E. Felts leaves his ability to keep his mouth shut to Roy Gray. Mary Belle Howell leaves her pretty, long, black hair to Imogene Woodruff. John Hoots leaves his position as class president to Charles Gilliam. Ethelene Bauguess wills her ability to stay out of school one day every week and still pass to Doris Pardue. Peggy Petree bequeaths her ability to just barely get inside the homeroom door before the last bell rings to Dickie Martin. Bobby Sizemore bequeaths his unusual ways to David Luffman. We, the Senior Class, bequeath our sweet, blond, homeroom teacher to that mysterious man whom we know noth¬ ing about. We believe that we have acted in the most generous and impartial fashion in the distribution of our possessions and ask that they be accepted and used to the best advantage of those receiving them. This, the Last Will and Testament of the Senior Class of 1950, drawn up, signed, and sealed by us on this the 29th day of May, at Ronda, Wilkes County, North Carolina. Testator, Peggy Petree [ 11 ]

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Class Prophecy Yesterday, on my way home from school, I decided to take a stroll down by the river. It was very warm and I, suffering with spring fever, was very lazy and drowsy. In a grove of willows I found a large bed of moss and, being able to resist everything but temptation, I lay down. In a few seconds, I found myself riding on a fleecy cloud. Find¬ ing that my cloud would start, stop, and turn when I wished it too, I took off into the “wild blue yonder.” My first stop was Richmond, Virginia. Here I visited Wardie White, who was now singing and dancing with the Metropolitan Opera. After seeing Wardie perform, I felt a yearning for the wide open spaces. I put my cloud in high gear and soon found myself drifting over Charleston, West Virginia. Stopping here I found that Bobby Size¬ more had given up the idea of becoming a farmer and had signed up with the Yankees and was taking Joe Dimaggio’s place at centerfield. My cloud and I presently drifted on to Washington, D. C. Here I visited two old friends, the first of whom was Melvorine Pardue, now a stenographer. Melvorine and I dropped in to see Warren White, now a prominent citizen of Washington, D. C. He was in charge of the “Rogue’s Gallery,” and was having a time keeping up with all the rogues from Wilkes and the surrounding counties. The next town I drifted to was Philadelphia. Here I was welcomed by Peggy Petree. Peggy was all excited over a football game which she carried me to see. Of course the star player was “Choo Choo.” While in Philadelphia I stayed in Hotel Swank, the swankiest hotel in the state. You can imagine my surprise and pleasure, when upon regis¬ tering, I found Carniemell Wall acting as desk clerk. I now decided I must go see my friends in the world’s largest city, and soon I was on my way to New York. Here I first visited one of my old friends, Grace Swaim. I met her future husband. He runs a safety pin factory and is stuck. While in New York, I really had an exciting time visiting with Grace Swaim, John Hoots, Mary Belle Howell, Tommy McCann, and John Sparks. John Hoots, now a lawyer, was trying to get Mary Belle Howell a divorce from her husband. I got to talk to Tom¬ my McCann, now the heavyweight champion of the world, for only a few minutes, as he was so busy preparing for a 15-round bout with John Sparks in Madison Square Garden. As I started my cloud once again, I turned my radio on and heard a familiar voice. As I kept listening I found that it was the voice of R. E. Felts. He told all about his new job and just how he had become owner of a radio station in Brooklyn. I kept listening until the news of the world came on. I heard that Miss Geraldine Cockerham, a great pianist, was scheduled to play for Vaughn Monroe in Hollywood on Saturday night. My cloud now turned south and carried me to Winston-Salem. Here Ethelene Bauguess greeted me. She was now a famous beautician. On the day I visited her she was giving manicures and pedicures to Rose Lee Poplin and Nettie Dimmette, who were preparing for a screen test. Ethelene told me that she had planned to employ Minnie Mastin and Betty Hager as assistant beauticians. On the last leg of my return trip home I stopped in Elkin to see Dorothy Money. I was surprised indeed to find that Parks Money had finally returned and that he and Dorothy had moved into their new home. Only a few more miles and then—sweet home. I brought my cloud down close to the ground ready for a landing. Swoosh! Who? What? Oh! - just Dixie Blackburn and Avery Pardue in a new Cadillac convertible, covered with streamers and signs bearing, “just married.” Suddenly the cloud on which I was riding began parting and I found myself falling down, down, down. Where am I? Oh! Now I remember it was only a dream. Class Prophet, Ivadine C. Walls I 10 )

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Eleventh Grade First row, left to right: Bobby Durham, President; Richard Martin, Vice-President; Dorothy Osborne, Secretary; Edward Green, Treasurer; Roy Gray, Eleanor Petree. Second row: Hope Tharpe, Doris Pardue, Louise Wishon, Emma Jean Couch, Morris Brown, Susie Durham. Third row: Betty Anthony, J. L. Edwards, Jo Ann Johnson, Pat Myers, Imogene Woodruff, Edith Roberts. Fourth row: Pauline Houck, Polly Childress, Betty Jo Cook, C. A. Burchette. 39HhH I 12 1