Tarboro High School - Tar Bo Rah Yearbook (Tarboro, NC)

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After a glance around the room to see that no one was around, I opened one of the latest best sellers , which was written by Bobby Knight, one of my old school mates. After I had read only a few pages, I noticed that the fire had taken on a peculiar appearance. Imagine my surprise when I saw that it had disappeared and a email plateglass window had taken its place. At first I could barely see the object, but gradually they became more distinct. On a wooden platform stood a man announcing a show. The first scene was a quartet, and they were none other than Ethel Pilley, Bessie Price, Christine Hyman, and Mildried Batchelor. The second scene was a beautiful sloping beach covered with bathers. In the back- gi-ound was the music of William Kent ' s orchestra. You ' d never guess who I saw playing in it! Nancy Warren was playing the piano and also there were Bill Bass, Luther Cromartie, Lewis Weeks, and Mac Nicholson. William had bathing beauties, of course. Frances Kenney was star of the show, but there were others Edna Brown, Ann Harrell, Virginia Holland, Augustine Farmer and Dot Moseley. The third scene was a doctor ' s office in fact Doctor Barbara Moore ' s office. She had around her several nurses— Frances Lineberry, Sunshine Register and Mildred Hackney. The fourth scene was that of several secretaries working in a large building. I recognized Sue Newsom, Georgia Mae Moore, Mavis Hammonds, Peggy Sue Tooley, Myrtle Corbett, and Virginia Sexton. I noticed that the fire was becoming clearer; the show had disappeared. Instead of reading the novel, I picked up a newspaper, of which Carl Worsley was editor. I turned to the society page and was not a bit surprised to see that Sarah Spain had become a movie star. There were two other pictures of people I knew, one of them Lena Stancill who was now Mrs. J. D. Sadler, and another of Eula Warren, whom some lucky guy had married. Before I had finished reading the paper, the door boll rang. When I opened the door, there stood Bill Page and Carl Rosenbaum. We had a long talk, and I found out that they were Hollywood directors, Harris Arnold was a newspaper reporter, Sonny Brown had started teaching flying lessons, Franklin Sexton and Thomas Flowers were working in a power plant, and Wesley Midgette, William Marrow and Robert Rochelle were making the Coast Guard thfeir life time work. What a delightful evening! I mused as I closed the door on my departing guests. Happy Seniors of 1945! The success you have made in the decade since our graduation has proved your general philosophy — it is a joy to live! Nancy Warren, Prophetess Page Sixteen 1945 7 - So- ReUi

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cut 7VM and 7e4tame tt We, the senior class of nineteen and forty-five, being of sound mind and having to depart with the treasurers found in our four years of exploration at Tarboro High School, do hereby decline this our last will and testament. To our parents we leave our devotion and sincere appreciation for their help through- out life and especially for their efforts to get us to the detention hall by eight thirty o ' clock with a cheerful smile and a sharp warning. To the sophmore class we leave one extra year in T. H. S. and the patience to wait another year to become the dignified seniors and hope that they will enjoy this dis- tinction as much as we have. To the freshman class we leave this friendly advice, that if in the near future they expect to become a dignitary of T. H. S., it only means more work and perseverance which they must master from the start to pass at the end. We, the ' senior calss, have a few things that we would like to leave to a few members of the faculty — To Mr. Mahler, a quiet, peaceful, and tranquil mind, for his problem children are leaving. To Mr. Wetzel, we leave a quiet, peaceful, and empty detention hall. To Miss Pool, we leave a class more apt than we in manipulating the parts of the typewriter . To Mrs. Morse, we leave the hopes that she can continue to be as patient with the future classes as she has been with us. To Mrs. Roberts, we leave a Chemistry class who will appreciate scientific terms. To Mrs. Walter, we ljeave an automatic class silencer to quiet the boisterous crowd. To Miss Hales, we leave our love and appreciation for the helping hand she so kindly rendered this graduating class. We hereby give and bequeath, feeling that it is a specific need — to In this manner we do dispose of all our worldly goods and possessions, wishing that those who we leave at dear old T. H. S. may use these gifts to the best of their advantages in humor, wit, or pathos or whatever mood they are in. We, the members of the Senior Class of Tarboro High School, have put our hands and seal on this the eighth day of March, nineteen hundred and forty five. Bill Jones.— Sonny Brown ' s good looks Loretta Haggerty ... Dot Moseley ' s flirtatious ways Fred Myrick. Barbara Moore ' s studious habits Sara Jane Newbern Frances Kenney ' s athletic ability Billy Mahler ...Mac Nicholsor ' s ever-ready excuse for absences Virgil Newsom Bill Bass ' s beautiful grin Ashley Speir Carl Kosenbaum ' s good sportsmanship Arthur Deberry Carl Worsley ' s way with the women Betsy Ausbon Peggy Sue Tooley ' s loudness Mary Bland Josey.. Frances Lineberry ' s fondness for the opposite sex Ed Hart Mavis Hammonds ' s dancing ability Lackyer Twins Sue Newsom ' s wonderful disposition Polly Edmondson Nancy Warren ' s bashfulness Betty Sua Eason Lena Stancill ' s pep Ann Wicker Virginia Sexton ' s quitness Lum Mayo Johnny Sadler ' s manly ways THE SENIOR CLASS OF TARBORO HIGH SCHOOL Bobby Knight (Testator) Witnesses: Ann Harrell, Luther Cromartie, Frances Kenney. Page Fifteen

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A LONG WAY A LONG WAY We entered our Freshmen Class, Were teased but strugled through All hardships ; though at first we were green as grass, We soon learned what high school students should do. Then as gay and jolly Sophmones We took the old places Of those who had gone before us With a look of success in all of our faces. Then as we entered our third year Of a long, difficult way, Our last year seemed so near We buckled down more each day. At last we became the dignified senior girls and boys Of Tarboro High. And now leaving teachers, books, and joys, We enter the outside world with a reminiscing sigh. So goodbye to all of you Who pushed us through each year And hest of luck to the new comers Who will take our places here. THE CLASS OF ' 45 We Seniors now must leave you; It is all in our part. There ' ne tears in our downcast eyes And sorrow in our heart. We did our best Throughout these years Of happiness and hope, Of happiness and fears. We ' ll love you Until the end. So goodbye each pal And goodbye to all our friends Who kept up our morale. We leave you now With happy sighs, The Class of ' 45, The Seniors of Tarboro High. Tune — (The Shrine of St. Cecelia) Dedicated to the students of the Sophmore and Freshman Classes of Tarboro High, our teachers, Mr. M. M. Wetzel, Mrs. Belk, Mr. W. A. Mahler and everybody who is responsible for the class of ' b5 graduating. We, the Seniors, thank all of you for your help. You ' ll live in our memory forever. CLASS SONG- THE CLASS OF ' 45