Walnut High School - Echoes Yearbook (Walnut, NC)

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.- CLASS PROPHECY As I sat on a grassy hillside, one summer day, I suddenly fell asleep and dreamed of my classmates of 1949. I heard the rustling of satin and turned. It was Myrtle coming down the aisle to say the words that would make her a bride. Zettie who has just signed a contract to sing over a radio station in Hollywood, was sing- ing I Love You Truly . Dorothy, who has returned from a tour of Europe, was playing the piano. She was to make her debut as a pianist in a symphony orchestra the following week. My dream changed quickly and I heard the final whistle blow. The basketball game was over and Peggy's team had won the Madison County Tourn- ament of 1954. She had done a good job of coaching the girls at Walnut. Since grad- uating from Walnut she had married and was still living in Walnut. Again my dream changed and I saw Bernard, a very stern professor at Harvard University. What was teaching? Sans Famille of course. Next, I see Plumer now manager of The Boston Red Socks . As I look over the baseball diamond, who do I see? None other 'than Herbert holding fir st base. As I look over the field, I catch a glimpse of Arthur on third base. He has changed a lot since 1949. Herbert, Plumer and Arthur stuck together in high school days and I see they are still doing it. Again my dream changed rtdiylaryville College and there was Christine teaching Physics, Lola French, and Hazel Agibznetry. Hazel had married a college professor and was now living near the college her husband and two children. Lola was still single and lived on the campus. Christine was showing off her pretty diamond. She was to marry a singer very soon. Mymind next changed to an art museum in Washington. Who did I see? Dixie of fcbur se, painting a picture of the capitol. She is not married yet, but she is going steady a senator from Montana. I then traveled to a small town in Northern Maine. My eyes, were fixed upon a neon sign which read Eat at Meredith's . I went inside and Hire enough, it was Meredith and her husband. They have one little girl. Next, my 'ainind wandered to La Guardia Air Field in New York. I see Ray just stepping out of his B-l7 bomber. He married an actress, but their marriage failed and he was now ,engaged to a model from Mia.mi. I traveled next to a small country church in southern ,Minnesota. A young man was preaching the Gospel to the people. It was Floyd. He was talking about a very pretty, young, missionary. I listened and it was Avaetta. She was home on a vacation and was to be at their church. I stayed and saw her. She hadn't changed any since '49. She told me she was going back to China in a week. Suddenly somebody woke me from my dream. It was my little girl calling me to tell me to come home, that her Daddy was home from work. Q- Louise Allen Class Prophet IZ

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Eleventh: Herbert Allen wills his nickname Pappy to Bobby McClu.re, his athletic ability to Buddy Rector and his skill in running the movie projector to Bobby Chandler. Twelfth: Arthur Ramsey wills his nickname P. F. to Hoyle Duncan and his athletic ability to Leonard Payne. Thirteenth: To Cloice Plemmons, Plu.mer Cody wills his athletic ability and to Ray Faulkner, his dream women . Fourteenth: Bernard Farmer wills his nickname, Ber-Rabbitt to Earl Davis and his place as most enjoyable boy in his class, to Landon Webb. Fifteenth: Last but not least, Dixie Freeman wills all her boy friends to Mary Roberts, Qexcept Dalej. On completing a second and last look at our possessions we complete our will by bequesting to groups the following: To the Junior Class we leave a microscope with them, to search for the Senior privileges, To the Sophomore Class, a full heritage of supreme faith and dignity. To the Freshmen. . Just think! You've got three whole grinding, grating, nerve wrecking years ahead of you. So put on the old armor and start going through the grlst mill. I'm closing this will and testament. We the Senior Class can say, Hi School has been fun with all of us. We hope the rest of the grades will all pull together and make a huge success of their I-Ii School days and the future. Good luck to the faculty, superintendent, and all members of Walnut Hi School. The Class of 1949 Myrtle Caldwell 1 1

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THE CLASS MOTTO, COLORS AND FLOWER Motto Not Finished, Just Begun As our class stands at the beginning of the road that leads into life as individual men and women. We do not say, We are finished , We say, We have just begun . The Gay '49 er's will continue to go higher in the educational field and develop even more their many abilities. Walnut High School has supplied us with much knowledge to lead us on to greater things in the future. We have selected as our class colors, white and yellow. White is a symbol of the virtue of purity and purity signifies cleanliness of action, word, and also of thought. Hoping that the purity which it signifies may become closely related in our personal principles. The yellow is a symbol of the sun, the sun of joy, and the sun of light in darkness. Blended with white means so much, the rich yellow of pure value, and true, honest sterling worth the color of the sunshine and the symbol of all glory. What grander colors could we hope to have as we march forth into the crowded thoroughfares to perform our missions to humanity. We have chosen the yellow rose to be our class flower for many reasons. First, because of its beauty and richness that appeal so strongly to our artistic sense but second it is the universal symbol of love. The rose does not bloom in a minute. It must unfold gradually from the bud, opening up petal by petal and leaf by leaf until it finally emerges from its sheath as the complete bloom in all the beauty and fragrance for which it was created. We shall, therefore, grow slowly but surely into the rose of perfect character, emerging little by little from the buds of our obscurity, until the world scents the fragrance of our masterful per sonallties, and makes way for our penetration into all the affairs of life. But we leave behind our blessing and the subtle aroma of our association here at Walnut High as an ever-abiding influence and source of inspiration to those who are to come after us. iilliiililillfllilllllllll We say unto you: F arewelll But whenever the bell chimes the hour, That surnmons the classes to learnings glad flower, You will think of this class that once gathered here too, And studied each lesson as deeply as you. Long, long, be each room with our memories filled, Through the halls where the sound of our voices is stilledg You may take, you may fill every place, if you will, But the scent of our class flower will hang around it still. u 13