Siler City High School - Seniorogue Yearbook (Siler City, NC)

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,Cast wif! and gefitament NORTH CAROLINA Chatham County Siler City High School We, the graduating class of Siler City High School in the year of our Lord, on thousand nine hundred fifty, being of sound mind C?D, do hereby establish this to be our Last will and Testament: First, we, as an entire class, wish to leave the echo of our voices through class rooms and corridors as a remembrance of the sad hours spent here. Second, we wish to leave with our teachers one good thought-we loved each one of you, and the little pranks were just for fun. Third, the entire class wishes to bequeath unto the entire school an ESCALATOR at each end of the hall. Fourth, we bequeath unto the lunchroom an electric dishwasher. Fifth, we bequeath unto Landrus a staff of helpers and an easy chair. We hope you can use them both. Sixth, we bequeath unto the juniors the nSeniorogueN and selling paper. We hope you much success with them both. Seventh, we bequeath unto the Sophomores, next yeer's Banquet ano selling magazines. May the best of luck go with you, Eighth, there isn't much left to leave you Freshman, but we bequeath unto you our ability to get to be Seniors. . Ninth, I, Cathren Moore, bequeath unto Mary Lee Elkins my ability to make A's under Mr. Howard. Tenth, I, John Jordan, bequeath my ability to get along with girls to my brother France, who can't seem to get along without them. Eleventh, I, Peggy Ann Joyner, bequeath my ability to sit down and study for one hour unto my brother Belton, who can't seem to sit still for five minutes. Twelfth, I, Lib Clapp, bequeath unto Dot Elder my saxophone. Practice helps a lot, Dot, 20

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The only trouble is she never has time for a case. Her own cases seem to keep her busy. In Hollywood we go to 21st Century Fox, owned by Colie Fox. His new star, Gerald Smith, is the greatest hit since Rochester. Bobby McLaughlin plays all the romantic roles. Christine Smith writes the music for Fox's great musicals. In San Francisco we go to 'Just Plain B:Ll.l's Used Car Lot , property of Billy Webster , and sell our car, At the air port we board on one of Byron 01dham's planes for Alaska, The air hoatesses are Lydia white and Jackie Hall. They give the women chewing gum to ease their nerves, and sit in the men's laps. In Fairbanks, Alaska, we run into Harold Andrew, whose business is making the fur fly. He transports fur by planes from Alaska. At the North Pole , Jinurg' Brooks has made a fortune bottling snow cream and selling it in the U. S. A. From the snowy North Pole we fl.y to sunny Florida where Nancy Brown enter- tains us at her tourist home. Her partner, Cornelia Smith, is on her vacation. Nancy hands us a paper in which we read that Barbara Phillips is honey-mooning in Bermuda with a multi-millionaire toothpick manufacturer. After resting a few days in Florida, we board Jack London's bus back home. My, but Jack is a safe driver. He stops at every stop light, railroad crossing, crossroads, red head, brunette, and he'll back up a half mile for a blonde. At last we're back at good old S. C. Our first visit is to the schoo1.There is Betty Jean Fox and Shirley Brafford's beauty parlor. Why are all those men hanging around it? Oh! It's a beauty salon. We get hungry, so we walk in to Anna K. Holt and Evelyn Smith's doughnut shop. They give you more for your money with a holeness doughnut. While rmmching our doughnuts,we see in the paper that Jackie Thomas has just completed her 19th year as director of Athleticsat Woman's College. Evelyn Beane is secretary for one of the largest poultry concerns in North Carolina. Well, Boling has finished his article now: that takes care of all my class- mates. After our all night trip, I'm ready for a little rest. Clyde Johnson, Prophet 19

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Thirteenth, I, Margaret Fields, bequeath my few extra pounds to Weseline Light, who could certainly use a few more. Fourteenth, I, Byron Oldham, bequeath unto Jack Elkins my old age. Make good use of it, Jack. Fifteenth, I, Geneva Vail, bequeath my nineteen-inch waist unto La Nilta Jean Brady. You'll have to stop eating sweets, La Nilta Jean. Sixteenth, I, Bettie Jean Fox, bequeath unto Doris Beck my naturally curly hair on rainy days. Seventeenth, I, Billy Webster, bequeath unto Robert Emerson my love for cowboys and the wild West. Eighteenth, I, Jackie Thomas, bequeath unto my sister Jo my basketball suit. Live up to it, Jo. Nineteenth, I, Betty Lee Jordan, bequeath unto Ruth Thompson my L-H medals and achievement records. Good luck, Ruth. Twentieth, I, Bobby McLaughlin, bequeath unto Gilbert Buckner my flirty ways. Twenty-first, I, Jimmy Brooks, bequeath unto my brother Gyles my A Model. Twenty-second, I, Mary Joyce Culberson, bequeath unto Nell Smith, my good grades on conduct. Twenty-third, I, Lydia White, bequeath unto Frances Dixon my love of Ramseur. Twenty-fourth, I, Billy Trogdon, bequeath unto Barclay Vann my ability to blush when I see a Girl. Twenty-fifth, I, Barbara Phillips, bequeath unto Jean Phillips my short- hand book. Good luck next year, Jean. Twenty-sixth, I, Peggy Smith, bequeath unto Blanche Williams my diet. Twenty-seventh, I, Royce Dixon, bequeath unto Paul Gyles Braxton my black hair-and dark complexion. Twenty-eighth, I, Evelyn Smith, bequeath unto any one lucky enough to re- ceive it, my ability to drive 'anyn kind of car. Twenty-ninth, I, Louise Brooks, bequeath unto Shirley Ann Joyce, my slow southern drawl. Thirtieth, I, Jack London, bequeath unto Curtis Elmore my soft voice. Thirty-first, I, Shirley Brafford, bequeath unto some unlucky football player the use of my two front false teeth. Only for a loan, boys. Thirty-second, I, Nancy Paschal, bequeath unto my cousin Margie my French Books l and 11, Thirty-third, I, Jackie Hall, bequeath unto my brother nSonny'nUfgiggles in study hall. Thirty-fourth, I, Pat Mann, bequeath unto some lucky boy my seat on the basketball team. Thirty-fifth, I, Bobby Fox, bequeath my ability to sleep on class to Russell Pike, whom the teachers would like to see quiet. Thirty-sixth, I, Anna Kathryn Holt, bequeath unto my sister Barbara my typewriter. Thirty-seventh, I, Cornelia Smith, bequeath unto Barbara Trogdon my neat appearance. Thirty-eighth, I, Jim Clapp, bequeath unto my sister Nancy my ability to 'borrow' paper and pencil. It is the cheapest way, Nancy. Thirty-ninth, I, Nancy Brown, bequeath unto Bobbie Jean Lemonamwwmnetmsa 21