Virginia High School - Virginian Yearbook (Bristol, VA)

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crNfo THE VIRGINIAN r+o CLASS WILL We, the graduating class of 1937, being of unquestionably sound mind and in an under- worked physical condition, do will and bequeath collectively and individually these doubtful qualities and characteristics, to the beneficiaries set forth herein, and hope that they will be as useful to the receivers as were they to the donors, in the year of our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-seven. First , To the faculty we leave our mental ability and ask that it be distributed to the underclassmen. Second, To Miss Burrow we leave the hope that she will be able to find a senior class that isn ' t a burden to her. Third, To our Alma Mater we leave our love and best wishes and hope that all senior classes will be treated as we have been. Our individual gifts we bequeath as follows: 1. I, Hugh Pendleton, do will to Ernest Whittaker the right to sit at Miss Hanson’s desk. 2. I, Bill Dunn, do will to Tal Buchanan the right to come to Mr. Goble’s class late every day. 3. I, Joann Feazell, being blessed with an over amount of intelligence do will some of it to Betty Bradley. 4. We, Edith Markwalter and Josephine Jessee, do will our place in front of the window to Dorothy Nave. 5. I, G. O. Harr, do will my lovely bass voice to Ralph Brumet and hope that he will use it to a better advantage than have I. 6. I, Shirley McFern, leave to Mary Anne Mitchell my ability to attract all the boys. 7- I, Lawrence Barker, do will to Dink Burns the ability to keep two girls on the string at once, and not get caught. 8. We, Marie Gose and Dorothy Sue Crumley, leave our two Sunday night visitors to Alice Hammer and Ruth Rice. 9. I, Seth Hobart, do will all my sax-appeal to Jack Buchanan. 10. I, Junior McCulloch, leave all my wit to Andrew Fulton Kelly. 11. I, Bill Johnson, will to O. L. Hamilton my ability to play basket-ball. 12. We, Elizabeth Kernan and Gruen McCl ellan, leave our innumerable King College boys to Elizabeth Noblett and Lois Carico. 13. We, Joe Jones and Olga Russo, leave a shining example to those who think puppy love is the beginning of a dog’s life. 14. I, Billy Snodgrass, leave my gift of gab to Jack Phipps. 15. To Cecil Trivett, I, Jimmy Buchanan, leave my club to keep the girls away. 16. I, Bill Clendenen, do will a portion of my feet to Miss Hanson. 17- I, Joe Smith, leave my position on the all-city team to any deserving guard. 18. To the school I leave this legal masterpiece inclusive of its superb writing. Signed : Richard C. Cash, Legator ' 37 Virginian. Witnesses: Marie Gose Teressa Rader Page 23 19 3 7

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c fo THE VIRGINIAN r o CLASS POEM (With due apologies to H. W. Longfellow.) Tell me not in mournful numbers, School is but an empty dream, For the mind is dead that slumbers, And studies are not what they seem. School is real! Teachers earnest! They set up a lofty goal; All who from their study turnest, Cannot touch it with a pole. No enjoyment— lots of sorrow Lies upon our destined way. If we act as if tomorrow Were but another day to play. School is long and time seems dragging, While we sit in weary classes And listen to the teachers bragging While the sluggish period passes. On the school’s broad field of battle In the halls of Virginia High Listen to the students prattle Of the dates that bring a sigh. Trust no teacher, howe’er pleasant Lest there fall upon our heads A test that for the present Makes us wish that we were dead. Lives of teachers all remind us We can make our school sublime, And do it honor if they’ll let us Have the chance, and give us time. Let us then be up and doing, Get our lessons clear and straight. Still achieving, still pursuing Tonight we have a heavy date. Susan Kearfott. Page 22 19 3 7

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r o THE VIRGINIAN cr o CLASS PROPHECY Ah, what have we here? It is a machine which pictures the past and the future. This is just what I need to help me with my prophecy. This machine has the appearance of a movie screen with a lot of knobs and indicators at one side of it. I am going to turn one of the knobs to year 1947 and see what I find. What! There’s a baby playing with its toes (what feet!). It looks like a Clendennen. Gee, I must have it turned back instead of forward. Now, I have it turned right and look what I see! There is Virginia Morris still talking, but it seems she is paid for it now as a stooge at WOPI. Next, I see William Johnson. He is directing the gymnastics at the Y. M. C. A. Gee! There ' s Homer Jones as a well educated floor walker. Now I hear an orchestra. Herman Classen and Clarence Kearfott are in it and by the way, the great trucker, ' ' Woodrow Fleenor, is directing them. A political speaker comes into view. Why it ' s R. B. McCulloch, Jr., as the Republican Candidate for President; he is opposing Hugh K. Pendleton, the Democratic President. I see a sign which reads: BROKEN HEARTS MENDED LOVE HOSPITAL Dorothy Sue Crumley, Director Out in the residential section I see Mary Fallin, Inez Harris and Katherine Foulk doing household chores. Ruth Brown is in Europe, traveling on the money left her by a rich uncle. Mary Comer and Ethel Sorah have husbands with whom they are walking down the street. I see that Kathleen Lewis has a position in the Superintendent’s office. Why, there is Hugh Sharrett out at the river writing poetry. My, but it is a beautiful poem ! I now turn to look at Sullins, but our only representative is Edna Davis who teaches violin. My gracious! There are Genev a Counts and Hazel Goodpasture still running around. Won’t they ever settle down to peace and quiet? Who ' s that in the Bakery giving orders to the workers? Well, I do know! It’s Bud Dunn. But now let’s see who is at our Alma Mater. There’s Mary Alice Bibb teaching French; Frances Anne Jones teaching history (by the way it’s mostly family history); Cecil Jones, the girl ' s coach and Gaines Feazell, the boys ' coach, are fussing — seems like old times; and now, we have another history teacher, Mary Elizabeth Werth, but I don’t see anyone else I know. Gosh, Bill Clendenen owns a large truck farm and who do you suppose is managing it for him- Bill Cantwell. Oh, that beautiful woman — why, it ' s Margaret Barker, the famous artists’ model, with her manager, Frank Covey, in New York. Billy Snodgrass is a teacher at King but he doesn ' t seem to have pleasant looks for anyone who can’t dance and hum proficiently. King has other members of our class as teachers — Elizabeth Kernan, Gruen McClellan and Ruth McClellan (how they like their King boys!). An antique shop is next in view, with Elizabeth Burns manager and Gladys Odum as her secretary. Smith ' s Cafe isn’t doing so well from the looks of it. I guess the reason is that Joe eats up the profits. Page 24 19 3 7