Sedge Garden School - Segarian Yearbook (Kernersville, NC)

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PROPHECY fContinuedj thought that Ann, being a newspaper woman would know the best. She told us that C. V. Whitt was by far the best, which didn't surprise us from the way, the gym used .to look when he got out. While in Chicago I, sent a-wire to Bobby Dean to send the new Ford to us immediately that we might motor westward. On the way we noticed a huge manufacturing concern. It had become our custom to tourall, the large businesses on the road. Mr. Dalmation, remembering a gift prom- ised to his girl decided to stop here because it is the only unsmearable lipstick factory in the world. He parked the car in a reserved spot under the name Hayes, but we didn't give it a thought. When we reached the office there sat Betta J. Idol pounding a typewriter. Before we had a chance to say anything- we heard a terrible noise, like a wreck and a few words I can't mention. Betta jean shuddered, 1t's the president and his wife. She seemed very flustered because he was in a foul mood. Storming in the' office, shaking his fists, shouting pro- fanity, to our astonishment there -was Gabby Hayes. Be- fore I could say anything he rushed up to Mr. Dalmation and slapped him on the back and said, Poochie Palmer, old boy. You could have knocked me over with a feather. There I had been traveling with him for over a week and never had given Poochie a thought. Well, bless my buttons, he has put on at least six inches -all the way around. In steps Mrs. Hayes to cool down the conversation. We can see by Clarice's appearance that she is a walking advertisement for Ralph's product. After we saw the mess the back end of our car was in, Clarice advised us to go down to Herbert Golden's junk Yard, where he could either fix it or junk it. He took a sledge hammer and beat the back end until we thought it would look like his bus did one day, but his attempts were successful. Nevada created very much interest. We were driving along peaceful-like'one day and what should we have ,but a flat tire. We walked about a half mile angrily rapping 'on the door, while taking time out to fuss at the three kids for putting nails in the toad, we leaned against the door and almost fell in the front room when the door was opened by Dolores Murphy Jones. We explained our situation and while Poochie and their week-end guest, Lawrence Danner, the heavyweight prize fighter, fixed the flat, I caught up on the latest gossip. Sis told me that she and Bob had just returned from Reno where they saw Georgia Hale getting a divorce from her fifth cadet. Speaking of cadets, she said that Jimmy Blanton was teaching science at his Alma Mater, West Point. Of course, I wasn't surprised at all. Sis, always putting in a good plug for her brother suggested that we visit .his restaurant in Hollywood. California here we come! Finally we arrived in Hollywood and on the comer of Hollywood and Vine we noticed a huge dress shop ,where a continuous stream of stars were running in and out. There sits Peggy Leonard in her private office, chat- ting to Dottie Lamour about the sarong for her new picture. . Leaving Peggy's we .took a tour of one of the leading film studios. Here I am reminded of Betty Ruth Hine's days in the office. She is now assistant to the president of Atomic's Studios. On the set there is Juanita Masten tickling the ivories while Peter Lawford croons, I Love You Truly, to her. Remembering Sissy's suggestion we invited our friends to have dinner with us at Jay's. We asked the tourist guide if she knew where J. W.'s restaurant was and she told us no, not unless it was Murphy and Murphy's Misf erable Meals, the ritziest joint in town. As we expected there stood jay at the entrance grinning like a possum. In the office we see Betta Rising keeping bgoks and who should be rattling about the misfortune she had with her last man but Oneita Tucker, play girl. Reading in Louella's gossip column about the Texas multi-millionaire, E. Walter Pitts, we decided to go down and see if it's the same guy we used to know. Before we reached Mr. Pitts' mansion, we got hungry so we stopped at a butcher's shop to get some sandwich meat. In the shop we see Phoebe Lawson Vogler simply bless- ing the butcher out for missing her orders, and the butcher, Charles Reid, stood speechless because he couldn't get a word in edgewise. When we reached the Pitts' combination estate and ranch, who should greet us but Houston Hastings, the foreman. He told us that Dub was in Hawaii taking a vacation from all the gossip. Houston advised us to stop and see Delois Dorsett Dwiggins who is playing for the Atlanta Blues, but due to the lack of funds we com- promised and started homewatd., We got in our nome state and proceeded to Chapel Hill. Since I enjoy chemistry, I thought I would sit in on a class. , For two hours I was bored by Professor Owen Reavis' lectures. He told us to cruise over to Duke where Lawrence Pope is the coach of the Blue Devil Varsity. When we .arrived on the campus we noticed Heath's Soda Shop. We were cheerfully served hotdogs and Dr. Pepi pers by our old friend, Doris. Wearily we journeyed closer home. In High Point we notice a few changes. The Bodenhamer-Watch Works has grown tremendously. Maybe it's because of the ef- ficient bookkeeping of Imogene. Further down the street we see a red head shining, and the face looking familiar we walk down the street to find- WilmaiHedgecoclr, matron of a kindergarten. After telling her of our ad- venture we thought it best to journey on. When we reached Union Cross we saw Carolyn Smith coaching the girls' basketball team. Poochie suddenly became very homesick and bade a fond farewell Carolyn told me that the Sedge Garden Club was meeting at the home of their president, Mrs. Myrtis Motsinger Holder, and asked if I'd accompany her. Being a gadabout and dying to tell all the news, naturally I consented. After I had finished telling all the news I knew, Bobbie Smith Masten, rushing home to the twins, told me that John Craver has a very progressive electric company and then Margaret Tuttle Harrell spoke up and said that he had been voted the best dressed man in Winston-Salem. Myrtis said, Come look out the window. Is that Van Williard I see pulling weeds? Why yes it is, and there is Bill Weavil assistant farm agent and Don'Peddycord, a substantial farmer, attentively listening to the farm agent's advice. With all the voices, I am so confused. Get up, it's time to go to sChool. fYawn-turn over-yawnj Ops. This is the last day for me to be a Junior.

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PRQPHECY j Gee, that was a beautiful graduation. Now l'll just walk around to the front door and wait for the gang. You know, I'm gonna miss those Seniors. I know that Ihave said that whenl was a junior that no Senior was going to push me around, but you know they aren't so bad after all. If it hadn't been for the patience of the Seniors we wouldn't have been able to dance in the gym, or even get a Segarian. Come to think- about it, they have made my High School days really fun. But heres the gang. Oh, they've been crying. I won't say any- thing about the exercises. Hello, I guess I had better go straight home as much as I would love to drop by Singletons with you. I must get all the beauty sleep I can squeeze in.- Goodnight everybody. See ya at school. Here I sit writing in my diary, eating a pimento sand- wich, while the rest or the gang are eating those good ole hotdogs and hamburgers. but I gotta get to sleep -Heck, roll and tumble. Maybe if I got my Latin book that would put' me to sleep. 'I'hat's a god idea Miss Smith. Cut off that light, l've got to work tomorrow. fwhisperj Don't tell me ya troubles I've got troubles of me own. Publius and FurianusiExExExExExExEx I wonder what country this is? Look at all the tall buildings! Oh, silly, youre dreaming. But I can't be. Look at that huge tower! Is that a hand that's waving out to the top or that window? It seems to beckon to me. l'll go upstairs. Come in my child! Come in my child. Oh no, I couldn't do that,,I have got to go home. But if you will only come in for a moment I will give you something to eat. u . Golly, I am hungry. Well just for a minute. Whats that in the big por? That my child, is the magic brew that will make you look into the future as far as' you want to. ' Do you really believe that stuff works? Why yes, dear, if you want to try it you may. Well, I don't feel like dying, not now, anyway. I want to know what all the gang will make of themselves. But I'm kinda scared of that stuff. It Won't hurt you, here, try some. It is pretty good. Now what period of time would you like to know about? Let's see. I'd like to know who I will marry and- oh, no if this stuff is really what you say it is, I'm surely going to take advantage of it. Let's have the time 1959.0 fMagic words.J Double, double, toil and trouble, Fire burns and caul- dron bubblwflome, high or low, Thyself and office deftly show! This looks like the bus station. Since I'm here in front ,of it, I see no need to just stay out here. Everyone seems to be traveling so I might as well join the crowd. Back at school the crowd always led to the office, now I wonder what I can get into by following this one. Finally I've reached the ticket agent. Won't he ever turn around? Why Lawrence Weavil! When did you start punching tickets? Oh, I don't do this often, I usually drive. After buy.ng my ticket 1 went ro gate 4 track 1, and boarded the bus. l thought surely I'd know someone on the bus, 'but all were perfect strangers. Hating to go in complete silence, I started a conversation with a well dressed businessman. After talking about the latesf news, he mentioned wanting a new car. I told him that for 8800 extra I could probably get him a car by next ,weekl When we arrived in Philadelphia, I made a long distance call to the Ford Motor Company and who should answer. the phone but the vice president, Robert Dean Smith., He promised immediate delivery, and feeling satisfied with the world, I started exploring the town. With my un- known companion, Mr. Dalrnation Palmer, we strolled down Third avenue. Hearing a newsboy shout a fa- miliar name, I bought a paper. I nearly fell flat on my face when I saw the headlines- Nancy Smith Spends Vacation in Philadelphia with Friends and Relatives! Reading on I discovered that she has been starring on Broadway in the current success, Dawn is Lovely. When my friend and I boarded the bus later, to my surprise there was Charles Thomason, sitting in the driver's seat. I was reminded of his previous driving at S. G. as my friend and I were kept busy balancing ourselves on our seat so that conversation was limited. To our great relief we finally arrived at a beautiful college. Upon entering an open door, we found ourselves being lec- tured, on the principles of language by none other than Dr. Kathleen Bodenheimer. After Kathleen told us that Ruth Idol was exhibiting her art display we rushed over to see the accomplishments of her high school ambitions. It was time for the bus to leave so we could not stay as long as we would have liked. Three days later I arrived in the heart of New York, hailed a cab and rushed to the Waldorf Astoria where I had reservations. Imagine my surprise to see Becky Hine seated at the reception desk, and to add to my surprise she told me that Hugh Binkley and his orchestra were playing for their third week on the Starlight Roof. About 'that' time Harry walked in. Everyone thought we were having a family reunion. He always was an affectionate rascal. Remember? After his show he invited us to attend the comic opera, It Shouldn't Happen to a Dog, starring Donny Joyce and jane Naylor. It brought back many old. memories of Glee Club. After we left the theater Hugh announced that he knew something that would make jack Hester, who is the gag editor of the Kerners- lflue NEWS, Simply blow a fuse. We could hardly wait. puddenly we stopped in front of a huge expensive look- ing restaurant called the 2lO Club . We were met at fhs d00f by 21 beautiful young woman whom Hugh intro- duced as Goldia Smith. We wondered if this was the surprise. We turned ro ldok at the floor show and who should .be in the spotlight but Claude Swaim, welcoming us to his club. I thought I was shocked when I read about Nancy-Smith, but bring on the smelling salts. At the Lex-Win Claude was always famous for his hotdogs but this Chicken-A-La-Swaimous really takes the cake! Why there's I-Iazel Snyder and look at that new hair creation. Hagel informed us that we had better feast our eyes while we had the opportunity because her hair is as famous as Hedda Hopper's hats. The next lap of our trip took a quick jump to Niagara Falls, where we saw Marlene and Shorty. celebrating their second honeymoon. Mr. Dalmation decided that since I was touring the country that he would just jog along. We were so tired of jolting on the bus that we hopped a plane to Chicago. At the airport we ran into Ann Hine, who is fashion editor of the Chicago Tribune, busily interviewing Renne Dior, fashion designer from Paris. In order to learn the new dance steps of this metropolis we took it upon our- selves to find the best dance instructor in Chicago. We

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