Spartanburg Methodist College - Olympian Yearbook (Spartanburg, SC)

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SCDPHOMORE CLASS PROPHECY Here it is june, l965, already. It seems like only yesterday that the most talented, famous, and bril- liant class ever to he graduated from Spartanburg junior College were strolling around the campus. Back at clear old S.j.C. for the 1955 class reunion, we see all the old familiar faces. The Methodist Church Conference met last week at the new Auditorium in Spartanburg, a gift ol: the multi-millionaire oil tycoon, j. C. Kirby. Those Bishops attending were Barry Carter and Quincy llarris. Derrell Parris, Missionary to Russia, who is home after five years, was guest speaker. That famous scientist team who perfected the UBlack Brothers Sure Kure Kof Syrup formula, and the most famous lawyer in the world, Bay Petty, we1'e discussing the careers of the rest of their classmates. Ann Cannon is teaching physical education to the Citadel Cadets-llup, two, three, four-boys-. joan Dantzler, Carolyn Cwinn, and Miriam Kelley are professional basketball players for that New York team, T he Sharpshootcrs. Carolyn Ferguson james, Patricia Bragg Mason, judy Casey Bishop, and judy lloldman McClure are dividing their time between their husbands and their teaching. Carolyn teaches English Literature at VVinthrop, Pat teaches Calculus at Duke University, judy B. teaches Ancient Egyptian History at Limestone, and jucly Mc teaches Sociology at Lander. Weiiclell Hot Comer Lee and jackie Short Stop Linder were the main reasons the Cleveland lndians won the pennant last year. Don Barbare and jimmy Lawrence own a big night club and restaurant, The Blue Slipperfi at Myrtle Beach. The head waiter is Robert Mitchem. VVaitresses and cigarette girls are Augusta Cash, Roberta Altman, Nora lrlutchins, and judy Bridges. Pat Lindley is the hat-check girl. Heading the chorus line are Carolyn Smiles lnabinet, Phyllis Bubbles Lcdford, Charlotte Pint-sizen Smith, and jo Cutie Cannon. Cody Hot Lips Robin- son's band, The Tune Blowers, furnishes the music. Those who work for Cody are jack Bedwine, Calbert Lee, Don Wfhite. Fred Pack, and Alton Smith. johnny Bishop is the vocalist. Last, but not least, Mary VVells is the Mistress of Ceremonies. Vlfandering on around the campus, we see the new, sixestory Kendall Belcher Dormitory designed by those great architects Gilbert Suarez and Treze Beasley and built by that great engineer Wilbrin- Hammond. Don Hughes, the furniture millionaire, furnished Belcher Dormitory in the finest style. Caynelle Shook is the housemother. Over the inter-communication system comes the strains of the Vaughan VValtz. Anita, who has given many concerts in Carnegie Hall, is also a great composer. Furnishing the lyrics are the Cold Dust T winsf' Shirley Leonard and Henrietta O'Cain. just as we start back across the campus toward the new VValler Chapel, built with funds donated by Bill VValler, the Editor-in-Chief of the New York journal, a long Cadillac turns into the drive. Nellie Bichards, the Head Secretary at the Port of Ein- barkation in Vlfashington, D. C., is helped out by her chauffeur Edward Vick. It seems that she is visiting Dan Mizzell and his wife, the former Martha Book. Dan owns a big farm clown in Dor- chester County. Betty johnson and jean Bell tutor the Mizzell's children. Conway Miles is the superf intendent of the farm. Nlaybe Clenn Parris, the owner of Parris' Dog Kennels in Gaffney, has some news of the rest of the class. Yes, joe VV'hiteside is a chiropodist in Charlotte. Rose Mary Whit1HOl'C is his receptionist. janie VVhitmore is a nurse for jack Hall, the famous brain surgeon. jack Sullivan and jim Lyles are professional foot- ball players. David Leister manages the Chicago Bears. Thomas Miller and Bobby Cartee are pro- fessional wrestlers. Bill Eller, Ralph Cooper, and VVeldon Eaves are economic wizards in the Pen- tagon. Ronald McCutcheon is the Ambassador to Turkistan. Mary Ruth Potts is a missionary to Africa, and Ernest Holder is the minister of Easley Baptist Church. As we arrive at the chapel, we hear the class as they begin to sing: First within our hearts we place thee, We are truly thine. VVe will never cease to love thee, Alma Mater mine. juDY CASEY, Class Prophet Page Sixty-three

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ALMA MATER First within our hearts we place thee Alma Nlater mine, Down the years thy loving guidance Still on us will shine. CHORUS: Alma Mater, how we love thee! are truly thine. VVe will never cease to love thee Alma Mater mine. Gathered from the states about us VVe to thee have come, Soon we learned to love thee dearly Soon made thee our home. Loyal hearts that thrill so proudly Lips that sing thy praise, Alma Mater, we thy children This thy glad hymn raise. After us may others follow And our places fill, But our hearts with thee will linger, We will love thee still. CLASS POEM Strangers in assembly From places far and near, Wheri we first met 110t to forget Upon this campus here. Pioneers in our field of faith ln quest of wisdom true, The world of dreams outside the door Belonged to me and you. Endowed with this prophecy, That if we seek, we find An open field in which to he A servant of mankind. Let's not forget the day we met, No matter where we beg In memory's lane we'll live again As students of our SJC. ALTON C. SMITH, Class Poet Page Sixty-two

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SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY Our purpose in writing this history is not to com- pile an accurate, detailed record of our two eventful years at S.j.G., because that would be impossible. The things that have meant the most to us, the people we've shared them with, and the experiences we have had can only be inscribed in the hearts and minds of individuals. All the memories that we hold dear to our hearts cannot be expressed in written words. For that reason, we write this his- tory as a brief, lasting record to keep these things clear in our mind through the coming years. With mixed emotions and our hopeful eyes to ward the future, we, the new freshmen, began our struggle through college in 1953-1954. Although we had reached this milestone in our lives, we saw the necessity for someone to guide us along our way. To make our burden lighter, we elected Roger Thompson, President, Bill Waller, Vice-President, Georgia Hastings, Secretary, Carcr lyn Ferguson, Treasurer, Mrs. Patricia Mason, Re- porter, and Mr. A. G. Garter, Sponsor. The struggle was hard and pretty rough in spots, but we endured it with a big smile. We held our heads high and gloried in the progress we were slowly making. As the year progressed, clubs were organized, social activities were planned, and the basketball season started in full swing. Too soon, this all ended with that big event, the Freshman-Sophrr more Dance. Final exams were before us, but be- fore we realized it, they were over, and our summer vacation began. After that all-too-brief rest, we began the last half of our journey in harmony with our classmates and the excitement of our sophomore year. With determination and little hesitation, we elected Glenn Parris, President, Barry Garter, Vice-President, Nellie Richards, Secretary, Carolyn Ferguson, Treasurer, Mary Wells, Reporter, and Mr. A. G. Garter, Sponsor. Again we experienced the excitement of organzi- ing clubs, planning social activities, and cheering ourselves hoarse at the basketball games. At this point, we can't forget the canteen. There we were in all of our vacant periods, talking, laugh- ing, playing ping pong or checkers, listening to the jukebox, and really enjoying life with all our class- mates. Those were the days when-ll! Page Sixty-four Once again we arrived at that eventful time of year when we were guests of the Freshmen for the Freshman-Sophomore Dance late in the spring. This dance, which marked the triumph of our social life at S.j.G., was a great success. Another event that will linger in our hearts was the May Day ex-- ercises, with the May Queen, Carolyn lnabinet, ac- companied by the Maid of I-lonor, Ann Gannon, and both Freshman and Sophomore attendants. But all good things must end, and we had reached that point. All too soon wc had reached the last curve of our journey, that of final exams. We overcame this obstacle much better than wc thought, and then thrilled to the excitement of that long-awaited Graduation Day. On that day our destinies changed. Our journey was nearly ended, but the past two- year journey was only a minor portion of the great journey of life. We had reached that one big in- tersection where cach of us was to take a different road for the future. At this intersection we ended our class history with heavy hearts and sad good- bys. No longer were we to be as one class. We were to separate and continue our journey alone as in- dividuals. Our sophomore year had been a year of happiness and comradeship, the pleasures of which shall always hold a distinct place in our memories. Our one big hope now was that we had been an asset to our Alma Mater, as well as an example to those who were to travel down the same road that we had known so well. Here we bring to a close the history of our Sophomore class, with the hope that it will serve as a brief diary for each of our Sophomores. ln years to come, we can read this and remember the two best years of our life and all the many pleasant memories they hold of our life on the campus of SPARTANBURG JUNIOR COLLEGE. Wlieii things seem to go wrong and the odds seem against us in the remainder of our journey through life, it would be well worthwhile for us to bear these words in mind: Life's contest doesn't always go To the stronger or faster man, But sooner or later the man who wins ls the man who thinks he can. NELLIE RUTH RICHARDS, Class Historian