Sterling City High School - Eagles Eye Yearbook (Sterling City, TX)

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At last, the year that we had waited ten years for came. We became full-fledged, if not, “dignified” seniors. Blanch Miller of Brady joined our number. She graduated at mid-term, but plans to attend graduation exercises with us. We worked this year at several projects to make money for our trip to Galveston in May. Among the things we did were sell magazine subscriptions, take charge of the concession stand at the Independent Basketball Tournament, stage a chocolate wedding and box supper, and give the play, “The Campbells are Coming”. From the freshman, sophomore, and junior classes we chose Elizabeth Hildebrand, Joan King, and Trinabeth Reed respectively to take part in our play. The cast is as follows: Carolyn as Ma Brannigan; her grandchildren, Kaye, Dick, and Betty by Jacqueline, Jackie, and Elizabeth; Cyrus Scud-der played by R. T.; his son, Jeff, by Bobby; Catalpa, a maid, by Joan; her father by Billy Lee; Mrs. Augusta Campbell by Trinabeth; and her son, Kingston, by Billy.

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CLASS PROPHECY June 20, 1958 Dear Diary, Tonight was a happy occasion, for it was the long-awaited date for the annual Alumni Banquet. It was of unusual interest because special recognition was given to the class of only one decade ago - the class of which I was a member. Every graduate of ’48 was present. As we entered we were greeted by Carolyn Foster, who is now Home Economics instructor at Sterling High School. Recalling the strict reins of Miss Atkinson and Mrs. Davis, Carolyn has turned the Home Economics department into the social center of S.H.S., complete with snack-bar, pin-ball machines and pool tables. Much credit has been given to Miss Foster for making this the most popular department in school. But we understand that Carolyn is not very happy for she is still waiting for Bobby to ask that all-important question. Only a few more days remain before she will reach the age of an old maid. As the evening goes on we met our own R. T. Smith. After talking with him we found that he has finally persuaded Pat to take the title of Mrs. R.T. also tells us that he has changed the spelling of his name to Smythe since he feels that Smith is so common, and that he is the owner of Big Spring’s most fashionable beauty salon, Smythe’s Shoppe. But, his business is not doing so well right now; its future is menaced by the unfair damage claims of his many lovely feminine patrons who have been persuaded to use a skin food he invents, and which leaves many of them with disfiguring scars. But we wish him luck. Turning to the right, we saw Blanche Miller and her husband, Pete, who is now owner of the Brady Frozen Food plant. Blanche told us that she has recently made a large fortune as the inventor of a collapsible kitchenette which canbe carried around in the pocket, slid under the bed, or will shut up like an accordion and hang upon the wall. I’m sure that pleases her; in fact, I don’t think she would object if the kitchen disappeared completely. Behold, a big black cigar approached us. Behind it we saw Billy Lee Smith. He told us good news concerning an oil well he had just brought in south of town. We have always thought that someday Billy would find something other than hard water if he kept drilling wells. Mr. Smith holds a very prominent position with the Dig and Dig Drilling Company; he can even afford a private secretary and this has solved all his problems on how to make the typewriter spell correctly. Billy Lee is living alone right now -- women always were a problem to him.