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

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CL SS PPIUPHECY Here it was at last! My long-awaited vacation fro-m my strenuous duties as assistant photographer in Goldston's studio. I seated myself in the Hagship of Dalton Marsh's Trans-universe Rocket Lines, never dreaming the special personal interest I was going to find all along the way of my round-the-universei' tour. Before I got back, I was to encounter or hear of almost every one of my old Siler City High School classmates. My pilot was that daredevil Jet-Jockey, Maurice Garrett. Seated beside me was Dalton's secretary, Carrie Lee Ferguson, who told me that Dalton's Jets have made five successful flights to every ten crashes-a remarkable record. My first stop was Mars Where I visited the city of Mars de Carlo. I stopped at the Carlo Mars, lush gambling Casino owned by Baxter Reitzel. The feature attraction at the Carlo was Lee Fox's Rockem and Sockem City Slickersf' His vocalist, Nancy London, was famous for her singing I Can't Love You, Honey, 'Cause Your Feet's Too Big. Also dining in the Carlo Room was the buyer for Sylvia O'Connor's clothing store chain, Edna Earle Brafford, talking to Mars' most famous model, Geraldine Scott. My next stop was Mercury. I happened to be on hand for the first demonstration of Fee1avision. I saw the Whopper Circus program, emceed by Mary Lee Elkins. The abo-ve featured Anne Straughan! tiny midget, reciting some of Daisy Jean Lowe's poetry. Afterward there was a talk on universal' affairs given by that VVall Street broker, France Jordan. He was introduced by his public-relations manager, Patsy Wood. Next stop, Venus. I was there in time to see Tommie Burke, winner of the annual round Venus Hot-rod Race, being congratulated by his ace mechanic, Ben Boren. I then went to Jupiter and saw that Gracious Guy Burke, the honest used- rocket dealer, who was having his ofHce remodeled by Betty Jean Scott, a famous decorator. Guy's secretary, Margie Paschal, helped Betty Jean do the job. I visited Uranus next. I stopped for a while at Homer I-Iall's new ultra- modern drug store. While I was there, I talked with Uranus college's first woman football coach, Billie Jo Bray. Also I saw Mrs. Barbara Brewer with her three 20

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beautiful ever, and we juniors really were proud that we had had this honor. Soon, however, time crept up on us and we departed from this class very happy and well-satisfied with what we had done. Thus, another milestone-our third-was completed, and we felt the strong urge to pat ourselves on the back. During the summer following this third year, most of us chose a place to work to gain education from other sources than school. Soon this vacation was overg and again we trod the long, rough road to school, this time to be our last. More Work was to be done and this would really test our ability to stand hardships. Officers France Jordan, again President, Jimmy Beane, Vice-President, and Clara Adcock, Secretary-Treasurer were elected. Before long, we found out that we would get to spend most of our Senior Year in the new high school erected next to the old one. What a pleasant surprise! For we were beginning to take our worn-out desks, etc. for granted with no responsibility at all for being good housekeepers. This new school renewed our lost spirits and made us very proud. Christmas was gone and before we knew it, we were very, very busy on our Annual. Dorothy Dean Yow was electer Editor-in-Chief with Shirley Adcock as Business Manager. Under these two girls we hoped to accomplish a highly suc- cessful Annual, and that We did. We thought the banquet took work, but how much bigger job is getting out an Annual! This and other activities of the school year really filled our time. The feast was again prepared, but this time we did not prepare it. Those able Juniors behind us were wonderful hosts and we enjoyed being waited upon, though very reluctant to admit that it was as good as ours the year before. Next, came our much looked-forward-to Senior Play. Excitement ran high until we found out what everybody's share would be, for those not in the cast worked hard, too, for its success. Then as this last year came to a close, we donned our caps and gowns and marched down the aisles. This time there would be no turning back. Our road would be just what we had made it. Our last milestone was complete, and we had established ourselves well in the Wilderness of education. Now as we look back to those cherished memories of four years, we wish to thank our teachers, especially Mrs. Howard and Miss Holleman, and Principal Paul Braxton, and all those people who have helped us in our extra-curricular work. Just as the pilgrims progressed through their ignorance of the new world, so have We, the Senior Class of 1952, progressed through our school life, and We only regret that We have no more of it to live. Yet all good things must end, so we leave here-completely ready for the broader world ahead. France Jordan Historian 19

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kids hollering for some ice cream. Nurse Josephine Fields was also there, talking to the 4th grade teacher at Uranus High, Ollie Mae Brewer. Next door to Homer's Drug is a swanky beauty parlor owned and run by Lucille Jones. On Neptune I tried to call Anne Capps to congratulate her on one of her horses that had just won the Neptune Derby, but all I could get was telephone operator, Clara Adcock, saying, I'm sorry, but that number is busy. In Gilbert Buckner's grocery store on Saturn I saw the head nurse at the Saturn Memorial Hospital. Who should it be but Nettie Ann Crisson, arguing with Gilbert's cashier, Nell Smith, as to who would win the Intra-Planet Basketball Title. Libby Plummer raises dogs on Pluto for comic strips drawn by artist Irene Trogdon. Ann Clark is teaching them to bark. During my stay at Pluto, I saw them hard at work. I also visited the University of Pluto. P. U.'s Head Basketball coach, Darmy Roberts, carried me around the campus. I heard a lecture given by that noted Orator Eugene Patterson, on How not to Fly a Schoolbusf' The head French teacher, Shirley Adcock, couldn't seem to remember the translation of Parlez-vous francais ?, but she has acquired quite a reputation in her field. At a brief stopover at the Moon en route back to Earth, I met those two love- birds, Dorothy Dean Yow and Henry Siler, who now live on the Moon so they won't have to strain their necks looking at it. On my last day before going back to work here on the old Earth I see Jimmy Beane pitch a no-hitter in the 7th game of the World Series, and so become the hero of the Series. Then all too soon came that dreaded time--back to work. Bill Elder Prophet 21