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

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Jlait Witl and ZJzitamznt We, the Senior Class of Tarboro High School of the City of Tarboro, County of Edgecombe, and State of North Carolina, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and fifty, being of sound minds and memories, do hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament. ARTICLE I To certa ' n students, we leave these various talents: I, Betty Jean Long, do will and bequeath my athletic ability to Sybil Spain. I, Dorothy Baker, do will and bequeath my typing ability to Jean Jenkins. I, Billv Overbey, do will and bequeath my courteous ways to Dick Batchelor. I, Helen Bunting, do will and bequeath my quietness to Alma Mitchell. I, Ann Parker, do will and bequeath my height to Mae Hathaway. I, Anne Moye, do will and bequeath my faithfulness to Billie Bateman. I, David Lee, do will and bequeath my physique to Bill Edwards. ARTICLE II To Mr. Mahler and our beloved faculty, we ieave sincere thanks of appreciation for the wonderful guidance that they have given us in our four years of high school. Their assistance has guided us to a much higher goal in our lives. ARTILE III To the Juniors, we leave our love and devotion for dear old Alma Mater with the sincere hope that they will obtain as much from their Senior year as we have. ARTICLE IV To the Sophomores, we leave the motto: Keep your shirt down and dig. ARTICLE V To the Freshmen, we leave the realization that there are only three years left. In this manner we do hereby dispose of our various talents, with the hope that those to whom these gifts were left, will use them to the best of their ability. We, the members of the Senior Class of Tarboro High School, have put our hands and seal on this the twenty-sixth day of January, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and fifty (1950). The Senior Class of Tarboro High School. Witnesses: Betty Ann Barnes, Noris Bridgers, Joe Dail. Doris Bridgers, Testator.

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September 1, 1946, the fresh students who were destined to become the Class of 1950 started on a long trip. All the occupants of our red and white bus were scared but our driver, Billy Moore, led us through the hazardous countryside. Discipline was a major problem for us on this trip but our guides, Mr. Dale Vaughn and Mrs. Thelma Morse, went to much trouble to help us iron out our difficulties. After traveling many miles we stopped for rest and repairs. We had lost some of the occupants of our bus, for the trip was long and the studies hard. We found our number had dwindled to a small but well- trained group. The driver was Joe Dail. Guides were Miss Louise Tunstall and Miss Sarah Yarborough. During our trip through Sophomore County we staged the annual Halloween Carnival, at which games were held and enjoyed by all. Again we drew near the county line. We were not quite so happy to leave our bus after so many happy days in Sophomore County, but we had to go through Junior County to bring ourselves nearer our com- mon destination — Graduation City. Our number had dwindled even smaller as we boarded our bus for Junior County. Junior County was the most important route to travel to reach our destination. We were glad to see that we had an efficient bus driver, Nick Johnson. We still had Miss Louise Tunstall as one of our guides and for the other we had Mr. John Moose. Both were very capable. Our years of experimenting and failure were nearly over. We had come to know and depend upon each other. There were some trivial quarrels, but a common goal provided the bond that brought us closer to- gether and aided us in reaching our goal. The most important stop of our journey was the Junior-Senior Banquet, but first we had to pass other smaller stops on the way. The proceeds from the Halloween Carnival greatly helped us farther on our trip towards the Junior-Senior Banquet. Next we passed Stunt Night which was a big enjoyment to all of us. The hardest obstacle standing in the way of The Junior-Senior Banquet was the Junior Play. After much hard work which took all our strength and resourcefulness we passed the Junior Play. Before us lay The Junior-Senior. W e organized our group into committees and marshaled all available resources for a hard struggle. The struggle was long and very tedious but after many sleepless nights the Victory was ours! We had passed our most brilliant obstacle on our trip through Junior County. With shouts of joy still ringing in our ears we stopped at a roadside inn for a much needed rest and repairs. It was with great sadness that we left our bus for this short length of time. In 1950, it was a more serious and determined group that boarded our bus. We were very near our goal and everybody was trying to prove the worth of our much sought after goal. We realized with a sudden feeling of sadness that soon we would have to leave our many friends for a destination unknown. We had just begun to realize the love for each of our friends and the tears that would come when we departed. Our fears were few after we saw Clayton Jackson as our worthy bus driver and Mr. William Durham and Miss Dorothleen Hales for our capable guides. With all this in mind we were determined to make good on these last miles of our most worthwhile journey. Our most valuable accomplishment was the publication of the Tar-Bo-Rah. It took us many weeks but after much hard work we could sit back and relax. Another accomplishment which we were proud of was the Senior Play. After a memorable ceremony we took down our beloved colors of red and white and left our bus for destinations unknown. The time has come for us to part; the hour which we have awaited so impatiently is here. Our jour- ney has been long and hard but obtaining our destination has been worth all the knocks and bumps of the trip. Yes — our destination is won with deepest gratitude for our teachers and guardians who made this trip and this occasion possible we utter an humble thank you. Jimmie Joe Bryant, Historian

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August 20, 1960 Dear Diary, I have just returned from two weeks ' vacation in New York City and in my home town, Tarboro, North Carolina. While I was in New York I was quite surprised to find a large number of my former classmates making a big success in various fields. I dropped by to see Sue Ann Sadler who is employed in a law office there. Sue told me that Helen Bunting is a secretary in the same building. I learned that Nancy Johnson is also a successful career woman in the city. While attending a fashion show I recognized one of the Powers models as my classmate Stella Eason. I was told that the clothes modeled bv Stella were designed by Ann Parker. After the show I had lunch with Stella and she told me that Elizabeth Elliott was one of the most up and coming in- terior decorators in town. One night I went to the Astor Roof to hear the orchestra and to my utter astonishment the orches- tra was that of Joe Dail featuring Billy Overbey and Mary Ruth Bradley as vocalists. Billy seems to be giving Harry James a little competition on the trumpet; Joe ' s orchestra is making quite a hit in New York. It was my pleasure to hear the All Girl O rchestra one night. Brunelle Carter and her saxophone were the chief attractions there. Returning to my hotel that night I noticed many advertisements about the newest Broadway hit; the star of the show was none other than Fay Heath. Before leaving New York I picked up the latest best seller by Thelma Hyman to read while traveling. On my way home I stopped for a week end in Washington, D. C. Here I ran into Jean Bailey, a successful business woman in the capital city. Jean said that Dorothy Baker was also in this citv hold- ing the position of private secretary to the President. I also ran into Betty Jean Long and Faye Keene who were spending a weekend in Washington. Betty Jean and Faye are officers in the Waves. I After arriving in Tarboro, the first person I went to see was Anne Moye, who was also on her vacation. Anne is a third grade teacher in Churchhill Downs, Kentucky. Anne said that Millie Green and Anne Smith were coming home for a vacation soon from Walter Reed Hospital where Anne is a child psychologist and Millie is a laboratory technician. I learned that David Lee is the new Baptist min ster in Tarboro. Harriet Maddox and Sylvia Lee Workman are located in Raleigh; Harriet is a private nurse and Sylvia a writer. One night I attended the Big Star Theater owned by Bobby Bullock. This theater is one of the nicest in the state. I saw Peggy Rodgers Youngblood there. Peggy told me she was a dancing teacher in Greensboro. I saw Elizabeth Dupree in Clark ' s one morning and she told me that she was manager of the Ac- counting Department at the Carolina Telephone and Telegraph Company. Betty Ann Barnes is a large stockholder in the company. I also saw Daphne Clark who is the commercial teacher at old T. H. S. Tom Ayers is the Athletic Coach, taking Mr. Wolfe ' s place. Billy Moore is the coach in Rocky Mount. Many of the girls in the class of ' 50 have had their most ardent dreams come true. Jean Price, Alice Boswell, Noris Bridgers, Doris Bridgers, Louise Browning, Carolyn Bryant, Margie Burnette and Mary Alice Johnson are blissfully married to the men of their choice. Rosa Lee Moore, who was our married senior is still happily married. Buddy Carpenter is now retired, fulfilling his highest aspirations. David Summerlin is now a professional basketball player. Dave is with the Philadelphia Warriors. One afternoon as I rode out to Glenburnie I saw several new houses which, I was told, were de- signed by Clayton Jackson, one of the most famous architects in the South. Jimmy Bryant has taken Fred Mueller ' s place as Edgecombe County ' s most energetic highway pa- trolman. James Avery is one of the finest and most distinguished Scout masters in the state. Dot Jenkins is living in Florida after traveling over Europe. Adah Bass is working for a traveling agency, conducting tours over the world. I must go to bed for I have many patients to see tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow I will again become Dr. Koonce and begin my work until next year when my vacation rolls around. I hope to find all of my classmates as happy and progressive next year this time. Good night, dear diary. Lena Vale Koonce, Prophetess.