Spartanburg Methodist College - Olympian Yearbook (Spartanburg, SC)

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT ARTICLE I-To Tue F1u3s1rMAN CLASS We, The Sophomore Class of l 9 5 5 do leave the ability to carrv on the work of TI-IE S.J.C. TRAILBLAZER and THE S.J.C. OLYMPIAN. We also leave to the future CELEBRITIES CSOPI-IOMORESD of S.J.C., our love-some of it, that is! Anrrouz II-To Tm: FACULTY To Dr. Burgess, we leave our gratitude for two years' adventure in learning. To Dean Scoggins, we leave a Do Not Disturb sign for his classroom door. To Mr. Blackburn, we leave a larger second year Spanish Class. To Mr. Blackwell, we glady leave our old polymorphonuclear leucocytesf' To Mr. Carter, we leave a book entitled How To Spend Your Leisure Fime, or How To Crowd Fifty-five Hours Into lzacli Day. To Mr. Greer, we leave three new words for his vocabulary: actually, definitely, and seemingly. To Prof. Herbert, we leave the ability to teach algebra to dumb students. To'Mr. Mooneyham, we leave an even better basketball team for next year. To Miss Schumpert, we leave a class to give her a hard time in French. To Dr. Travvick, we leave our best wishes for many more success- ful years of teaching. To Mrs. Waugh, we leave our places in commerce to be filled by other prospective secretaries. To Betty Alverson, we leave the new menu she did not receive last year. To Shirley Baker, we leave a husband-or a reasonable facsimile. To Lorantx Began, we leave some dog food-for Ajax. To Allen Long and Lennie Bell, we leave a quieter CPD dormi- tory. To Myrle Reed, we leave a pencil Sharpener so she won't have to use the one in the library. To Mrs. O'Brien and Mrs. Allison, we leave our place in the dormitory to be filled with new faces. To A. D. Clowney Cliosemaryb, we leave a new washing machine for his wife. Anrrern III-To Oun FELLOW Srumawrs Roberta Altman leaves her ability to spend all her time, including leisure time, in studying lessons, to anyone who will do it. Treze Beasley leaves his ability to get up at 8:15 and be at class by 8:30. Carolyn Ferguson and Jean Bell leave-wearing DIAMONDS! Johnny Bishop leaves his ability to be a checker champ to Larry Copeland. Ralph Black leaves his sixty mile drive to S.J.C. to anyone who will attempt it. Ray Black leaves all his class seats to Mr. Boalt-a better man is he to fill them. Ann Cannon leave her haircut to anyone who can wear it and take the criticism. Jo Cannon leaves her two algebra books to anyone who thinks he will need them for two years straight. Bobby Cartee leaves his 'parking place in front of the library to anyone whose car has a dead battery. Judy Casey leaves her uersonal copy of I-Ieart of Stone to Ed Smith to play when lie is not in the canteen. Augusta Cash leaves her ping-pong ball and paddle to Bunny Thomas. Joan Dantzler leaves her trusty old Literature book to anyone who can fight it under Mr. Carter. Jack I-Iall leaves his supply of ping-pong balls to Leon Eubanks. Wilbur I-lammond leaves his pink love seat to anyone with a ove. Ernest Holder leaves his roommate, Barry Carter, to any girl who thinks she can break the ice. Judie I-Ioldman leaves Boston, and transplants herself in Chester, S. C. Nora Hutchins leaves her ability to learn algebra to anyone who thinks he can stay with it. Betty Johnson leaves her fluent Spanish vocabulary to anyone who knows how to use it. Miriam Kelly leaves her place in the B.S.U. to all the Baptist students next year. James Lawrence leaves his room, but he shall return to it next vear. Calbert Lee leaves his ability to play ping-pong to anyone who can hold the paddle. Wendell Lee leaves his riders to Ralph Moore, hoping that he will improve their attendance in school. Phyllis Ledford leaves her seat in algebra, which she used for two years, to the first one who wishes to sit in it. Morris Leister leaves his ping-pong paddle to whoever will take care of it. Shirley Leonard leaves her seat in bookkeeping to June Martin if she has the patience to take it. James Lyles leaves his parking place-the last on the last row-to Leonard Marsh. Robert Mitchem leaves his pipe and his girlfriends to Stanley Crocker, because he is man enough to handle both. Martha Book and Dan Mizzell leave with pleasant memories of S.J.C.-fthe memories of studying, that islj Henrietta O'Cain leaves her bookkeeping and shorthand ability to Mildred Eaddy, who is one of Mrs. Waugh's most charming students. Fred Pack leaves his wavy hair to anyone who knows how to give a Toni. Derrell Parris leaves his wit and good humor to Roland Smith, who certainly can use it. Glenn Parris leaves his literature book, may its next user have more leisure time than he has had. Ray Petty leaves his curly hair to Charles Gregory. Jack Redwine leaves --------- ll!!! Nellie Richards leaves her many fond memories and good times at Ole' S.J.C. to anyone who can enioy them as much as she did. Caynell Shook leaves her room in Judd Hall to anyone who will be able to stay in it without freezing to death. Alton Smith leaves his million dollar smile to everyone be- fore, and after, exams, and on all other occasions. Charlotte Smith leaves the record, Heart of Stone, to any one who will break it over Ed Smith's head. Anita Vaughan leaves her room in Judd Hall to Carolyn King and Catherine Mason and hopes that they will stay in it during study hour more than she did. Edward Vick leaves his ability to ride a motor scooter to Buster Causey. Bill Waller leaves his no-doz tablets to any freshman who may need them to stay awake in Mr. Carter's class. Mary Wells leaves her ability to shout, and be heard from one end of the campus to the other, to anyone who can get by with it. Don VVhite leaves his Spanish book to Jack Nance and hopes that he will use it to a better advantage then he did. Rosemary VVhitmore leaves her place in the Phi Theta Kappa Fraternity to Darlene Neely. SIGNED: ROBERTA ALTMAN MARTHA G. Roox WITNESSESS: ML Sandman Liberace Page Sixty-five

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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

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