Wadesboro High School - Tiger Tales Hi Ways Yearbook (Wadesboro, NC)

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To ALL WHom THIS ‘MAY CONCERN: We, the Class of 1945, thought to be of unsound body and mind, but having fooled the faculty to the extent that they now dismiss us from our years of hard study, mixed with our mischief, joys, and fun in Wadesboro High School, do hereby make, execute, and publish our last will and testament. To Mr. Lewis, our superintendent, we leave our gratitude for his kind help. To Mr. Terrell, we leave our deepest appreciation for being the only person able to make us feel superior. Our hopes that in his “new office’ he will not be bothered by. “loafers” and by people wanting to go somewhere, goes along with this. To Miss Sturgis, our understanding senior ad- visor, we leave our thanks for all she has done for us and our hope that she will not forget the Class OIE “Alby. To the faculty we leave our regrets that we have not been a model class. To the Junior Class we leave the privilege of following in our footsteps. I, Richard Clark, do leave my place as president of the Monogram Club and president of the ‘“4- Club” to Shine Huntley. I, Caroline Gulledge, do leave my hopes that the next editor of the “Student Prints” can keep secret the Senior of the Month and the writer of Kampus Kat and Princess Prints. I, Peggy Hardison, do leave my business ability to Rose Marsh. I, Milly Williamson, do leave my ability to “run” the senior class to the president of the Class of ’46. I, Elaine Bennett, do leave my gift of gab to any- one who will make an announcement in the senior class every morning. My position as President of the “Foo Club” goes with this. I, Sara Lou Timmons, do leave my sophistication to Louise Anderson. I, Juanita Johnson, do leave my long red hair to Margaret Ann Wingate. I, Billy Muldrow, do leave my height to Bob Lampley. I, Bill Surratt, do leave my love to Sammy Bos- well. I, Mary Frances Lowe, do leave the fun and headaches of getting out an annual to the next editor. I, Joe Winfree, do leave my willingness to chauf- feur the senior girls to Frank Baker. I, Thelma Caudle, do leave my interest in men to Betty Ruth Gaddy. {{ MARGARET TUCKER Testator We, Ruth and Marty Smith, do leave our ability to get along with each other to all brothers and sisters who fuss incessantly. I, Bill Lewis, do leave my friendly “Hello, How’re you?” to Harold Edwards. I, Chapman Hill, do leave my good sportsmanship to Spence Lowe. I, Earl Henry, do leave my romantic ways to Herbert Coggin. I, Bill Beck do leave my knowledge of clothes and my way with women to Fulton Tucker. I, Roxie McQuage do leave my ambition to the laziest girl in the Class of ’46. I, Bill Tice, do leave my position on the football team to any backfielder who can make the Shrine team. We, Rebecca Marsh and Christine Hanna, do leave our good friendship to Tanner Allen and Bob- bie Long. I, Thomas Wall, do leave my curfew hour to Jack Anderson. I, Homer Stogner, do leave my happy-go-lucky manner to Walter ‘Mitchell. I, Edna Gray Henley, do leave my pacifist per- sonality to Barbara Covington. I, Inda Hildreth, do leave my big blue eyes and my dimples to Mary Lou Streater. I, Cora Hildred, do leave my quiet manner to Lula Stanback. I, Margaret Tucker, having no special talent, do leave my love and best wishes for all those who follow us in Wadesboro High School, “advancing in their strife for success.” In witness whereof, we, the said Class of 1945 do to this last will and testament, set our seal this day of June, in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and forty five. THE CLASS OF 1945 Page Twenty-T wo