Stanford High School - Memo Yearbook (Stanford, KY)

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 N V V7 y y V7 V7 y V7 V7 7 V7 V7 V V7 V7 7 V V7 V7 7 CLASS PROPHECY Round and round she goes and where she stops nobody knows. Thus, the Wheel of Fortune decides the fate of the Senior Class of 1938. What is this I see as it makes its first spin? It is no one but our own Dolly Gill, and, I believe, she is having a rendezvous with a certain dark-haired boy. Dolly, I’ll bet you were engaged when I first knew you. It turns again and stops, just to show me a hard working man in his labratory. It is the world-famous scientist, George Dozier, trying to perfect a formula for holding your girl. The wheel turns on, just to show a fire in the next block. It is the mansion of Mrs. Allen Scott Hamilton, known first to us as little Lila Cozatt, and, I believe, I recognize one of the firemen. It is James Metcalf and how handsome he looks wearing that fireman’s helmet on his head. As it moves a little farther to one side, whom do you suppose I find but Jessie Francis taking notes about the fire in shorthand like nobody’s business. She is now a staff reporter for the Courier-Journal and is so good that she gets a raise every month. Woe, hot zippity, this is good! It just turned again and whom do I see but Edith Chasteen playing her trombone on Tommy Dorsay’s Amateur Swing Contest. Boy, is she swinging it? Again the wheel turns and I see into a lawyer’s office where M. C. Newland is filing suit for divorce, charging mental cruelty. Whom else do I find in the office but Naunearle Murphy perched on the corner of her boss’s desk. Don’t know which she is doing most, making eyes at her employer or taking shorthand notes. The turn of the good wheel, Fortune, pictures me sitting down in a restaurant trying to catch my breath after a very strenuous morning. A young man in a white packet comes to take my order; his face is familiar, and he is no one but James Phillips who tells me about his engagement to Catherine V7 V7 V7 V 7 V V7 7 7 V 7 V7 7 7 V7 7 V7 7 V7 V

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Louise McLean and of her radio success as an organist. The wheel spins again and I find that Bill Mobley has become a railroad president. He has already found a truly domestic girl for his mate and they are living in a so-called everlasting bliss. The next spin pictures a lady before an audience. What can she be doing? Making a speech on Women in Politics? No, she opens her mouth too wide for that and keeps it open too long. She is a famous singer. It is no less a person than our old classmate Geraldine Morgan. Who would ever suppose that she, who, when in school, could hardly open her mouth wide enough to recite her lessons, would reach such heights on the stage, singing before millions of people? The next turn of the good wheel shows Billy Bryan as the teacher of agriculture in Stanford High School (our present instructor having retired) and nearby is Victor Greer bawling out Professor Bryan for what he is not teaching his oldest son. Goodness, gracious, what’s this I see, rice and old shoes! Here comes Ida Mae Wyler, as we knew her, followed by a bashful groom. And who do you supposed performed the ceremony? Why, Preacher Ensslin, of course. Everything is turning black and white, but white is prevalent, and I can see inside the walls of a hospital where I find Anna Vanhook doctoring a patient with a broken finger. Holding hands must be a new cure for that ailment. (Nice work if you can get it, I’d say). Wait! Here comes Hugh Sam Holtz-claw with a broom and a mop. He always was ambitious and what a career! As I talked with him I found that he had been married to Mary Nettie Peavyhouse for a year. Boy, isn’t love grand? Another spin, I just found Jesse Sharp buying tobacco seed. Wonder how he and Eunice are liking the farm by now. Tommy Pettus, who is now serving as a representative to the state legislature, inroduced a bill before the house which passed with a sweeping majority. The bill provided that the school teachers