Walstonburg High School - Talisman Yearbook (Walstonburg, NC)

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LAST WILL MID TESTAMENT We, the departing class of Nineteen Hundred and Fifty-Two, being sound in mind and healthy in body and realizing that our high school days are near an end, do hereby bequeath our goods and possessions to the benificiaries listed with the hope that they will be used with the same loving spirit as they are given. GENERAL TERMS: To the Faculty - We leave our deepest love for making the last four years the happiest ones of our lives. To the School - We leave our sincerest appreciation for its high standards and morals. To the Juniors - We leave our good looks, intelligence, glamour and above all our dear old homeroom. PERSONAL WILL: CAROL CRAFT wills her quitness to GLADYS COBB with the hope that she will cut out some of her talking. MARY ALICE GAY wills her ability to get her name in ‘ ' Society lines ’’ to SHIRLEY ANN COGGINS. MELVIN CUNNINGHAM leaves his beautiful curly red hair to WAYNE SPEIGHT. FAYE PARKER leaves her leadership ability to JOSEPHINE CRAFT. Carry on as Faye did, Josephine . MARY ELLEN FIELDS wills her ability to be most popular with the boys to EULA TUGWELL. Looks like you are headed in the right direction Eula. DWIGHT NORVILLE leaves his silly, yet likeable ways, to RAY CUNNINGHAM. VIRGINIA CORBETT wills her ability to make A ' s on all her school subjects to LOIS WOOTEN. Let ' s follow in her footsteps Lois. HILDA SPEIGHT leaves her height, a full five feet one-half inch, to BETTY ANN SAWYER. GORDON WALSTON wills his usefulness as office boy, including taking announcements around for Mr. Peeler, to ELMER HARRELL. MOLENE SHIRLEY leaves her talent to play basketball to KATHLEEN STRICKLAND. In the future we are hoping to see her make a lot of points for W.H.S. DOROTHY GAY wills her figure (and what a figure) to MATTIE SPEIGHT DANFORD, provided that she takes a little exercise. WESLEY COBB leaves his crooning voice to HAROLD HOLLOMAN hoping that with Wesley’s aid he will be able to sing just like A1 Jolson. ANN HOLLOMAN leaves her position as photographer for the annual to MARY RUTH COBB. Hope you do as well as Ann did. LOIS HONEYCUTT wills her typing ability, which is -(but maybe I shouldn’t say) to MATTIE SPEIGHT DANFORD, who may not need it. GERALDINE MOORE wills her bashfulness to ARLENE HOBBS, provided she will blush as often as Geraldine does. WALTER SUTTON leaves his dependability to TOMMIE NORVILLE. Tommie, we’re depending on you to bring in as much tobacco next year as Walter did in ’51. JANIE HINSON wills her position as editor-in-chief of the Pack-O-News to SAM TAYLOR if he will promise to work as hard on the paper as she has. ANNIE MAE BOYKIN leaves her poetic ability to DARRELL DAIL. He should be able to write about love. I, BILL DAVIS, finding myself able to think only of my faults, will to MISS ELLIS, my apologies. Since our estate and wishes have all dwindled, WE, the Senior Class, leave to MISS ELLIS, our gratitude and love through all the years. Miss Ellis, from the bottom of our hearts, we cer- tainly appreciate the wonderful job you have done, in guiding us on our way. Billy Davis, TESTATOR

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CLASS HISTORY It was spring and the warmth of the sun on such a calm day felt wonderful. How I loved to wander through the fields and woods out in the spacious country! It was only yesterday that I, wanting to be alone, decided to take a long walk and think things over. There was just the faintest breeze; everything seemed so peaceful. So I, clad in dungarees and an old shirt, set out on my usual expedition. Strangely enough, I seemed unusually moody. I wasn’t exactly happy and yet I wasn’t sad Oh, I just wanted to go somewhere where I could sit and think. I knew just the spot down by the old canal. As I was sitting on the edge of the canal bank, nudging my bare toes lazily into the sand, I suddenly became aware of the strangest feeling. I could see myself very clearly now as I really am, about to finish high school and begin a life all my own; a new life. Soon I will be actually grown-up. All of our high school days will be in our hearts to remember always. I can remember very well, when we, the Senior Class of ’52, were Freshmen. There were twenty-six of us that first year in high school. Becoming new members of high school made us feel as though we were practically grown. Our class president was Faye Parker and she proved to be a very capable one. We had several class parties and weiner roasts but we did not take any trips. Just being Freshmen was exciting enough for us! Mr. Troy Godwin, our teacher, was wonderful, too. During our Sophomore year, we had become more accustomed to the daily routine of high school. We seemed to fit in much better. However, we regretted having lost five students during the summer, but this did not make us any less active. We tried to be hard workers, but still, we had our fun. As we were a rather rowdy group, our instructor, Mr. Robert Baxter, worked hard trying to make us work. We elected Bonnie Rae Pierce as our class president that year. A few members of our class were represented on the Varsity basketball team. Of these members, we were very proud. It seemed that, after all, our Sophomore year slipped away rather rapidly. We were very happy when we became Juniors. We thought, ‘‘Surely now, we re important members of the W ’burg High School. We will settle down and work hard. ” We wanted the public to recognize us as important beings, too. As a result of our hard work, our Junior-Senior Ban- quet proved to be a success. To Mrs. Mary Ellen Shirley, our wonderful Junior teacher, we feel as though we owe a lot of credit. She helped us all she could and in every way. Because of her, our Junior year was a successful one. We were indeed very proud when we received our class rings in the fall. To us, they were really the hi-light of the eleventh grade. I remember that in our Junior year, Mr. Frank Ceruzzi, our biology teacher, sponsored a trip to Chapel Hill and Raleigh sight seeing. The trip proved to be a very educational as well as a thrilling one. Our Junior Class president, who proved to be a very outstanding one, was Billy Davis. We feel that Billy was one the best presidents that we have ever had. His loyalty to the class won’t ever be forgotten. When visualizing ourselves in the past, we find that the roll we played as Seniors stands out the clearest. Melvin Cunningham made a wonderful president. We could never have found a better person anywhere than Miss Louise Ellis for our Senior teacher. With her guidance, we feel that we reached our goal. Our last year was begun in a big way by editing our school annual. After we had completed our annual, we, with the encouraging help of Miss Ellis, gave our Senior Play, which was successful. To you, Miss Ellis, we were indeed very grateful. With the ordering of calling cards, invitations, caps and gowns, and doing all the other im- portant duties that were necessary, we were kept very busy. Of all our years in high school, the last one proved to be our fullest. As our high school days were quickly nearing an end for us, we, a class of nineteen seniors, sadly realized that we were about to leave all our wonderful classmates and teachers, never to return again as faithful members of the Walstonburg High School. As graduation is just around the corner, we are about to receive our diplomas, wherein perhaps lies the key to our future. We, never having been a favorite class among the teachers, feel that we have completed successfully our first great step toward building for each of us a firm foundation. Darkness seemed to have come all of a sudden for when I finally came out of this miraculous daze, I realized it was already twilight. The stars were beginning to peer out into the night. I could see a full moon off in the distance. Everything was so beautiful but very solemn, too. I jumped up, knowing I had to hurry home. I had really stayed away longer than I realized, but I think in those few hours there on the canal bank, I have finally realized the real meaning of life. As I strolled homeward, I seemed to possess a new courage, one that made me glad that I am finishing high school. Oddly enough, I seemed very anxious to welcome this new life that a- wafted me. Mary Alice Gay HISTORIAN

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CLUB CLASS PROPHECY On an unusually warm evening in the middle of May, the senior class of ’52 was invited to a weiner roast at the home of one of our teachers. This party, we knew, would probably be the last of our high school parties. As we finished eating, we happened to look around and saw one of the boys coming back from the barnyard with a horse and wagon loaded with hay. A hayride! ! We hurriedly burned the boxes and napkins and put the fire out; then we were away on our hayride. What a thrill this was! As we were riding along in the early twilight, we suddenly noticed the twinkling stars over- head. Each star seemed to point out to us what our future would be. Everyone seemed to sense this. We even began to explain to each other our visulization of each star. In our first star, we saw Bill Davis, who is going to be a mighty handsome lieutentant in the Air Force. Somehow we can’t understand why he is still unmarried. He’s always been a favorite among the girls. Of course we all know that our stars tell us that Mary Ellen and Julian are very happily mar- ried and have been for two months. At last Julian is out of service. It seems that Mary Alice’s star is trying to dazzle all of us. We can’t decide whether it tells us that she’s going to marry Billy or is really going to succeed in becoming a stewardess. We think we already know about that. Billy seems to be a mighty important person to her now. “Molene is working in some big city”, a bright little star tells us. We can’t make out the signs. Maybe it’s Raleigh, who knows? Anyway, she’s a mighty busy young woman; she is a lawyer’s stenographer. We always knew she could be. ‘‘Miss Ellis has really given Janie encouragement, ” says one little star, “for an English teacher she’s going to be. ” Look, a multitude of stars! No, it’s the stars ip Dot’s eyes, as she looks up at her boss. She surely has made a nice secretary. Wow! ! What a star! It is such a big star and just look at it twinkle. It’s trying to tell us about Carol. Now we see, she’s going to be a wonderful nurse. Somehow we thought she would be, although she never told us. Annie Mae could be happy nowhere else but in her own little poetry shop. She’s even living in New York, too. Boy,, is she successful! Faye, a pretty little nurse at Rex’s , thinks her job is just right. Geraldine will be the young business woman of our senior class. Her star tells us she’s going to run for governor in the near future. Is that Dean’s star? Yep, sure is, but who would have guessed that? It seems that Walter, Jr. is going to be our future young business man. He’s county agent for Greene county. He filled Mr. Grant’s place when he retired two weeks ago. Funny how these stars know so much, don’t you think? Who’s that we see out on that huge ship? What’s the meaning of that star anyway? Oh, we see, it’s Gordon and Melvin- -they ’re sailor boys now. Quite a coincidence that they’re both on the same boat, isn’t it? What was that, Lois? So you’re not disappointed in your star either, are you? You’re num- ber one receptionist for that handsome dentist. Good luck to you. What a dainty little typist! Hilda, you’re making a good showing for that newspaper you’re working for. Riding among the stars is wonderful; we didn’t know before the stars could make their mean- ing stand out so clearly. Just look at that full moon sweeping down among the stars! It makes you glad to be alive, doesn’t it? Wait a minute--here comes another star. Whose can this be? None other than Virgipia Cor- bett’s. Just bet you couldn’t guess that she’s an outstanding member of the Waves now. She seems to think that traveling in a way to help your country is fun as well as educational. “Ann Holloman’s happy days are almost here to stay, ” says that little star in the center of the Big Dipper. Why? Her wish has come true. She is soon to be married to W.C. Who could be any happier ? Looks like Dwight is going straight to the Marine Corp when school is out. A mighty man he’ll be; just you wait and see. There’s only .one little star left. It seems to be the tiniest star of all, but my goodness, is it bright! Well, what do you know? It tells us that Wesley is a great ball player for N.C. State. Why, we should have known that anyway. You just keep an eye open for the basketball games next winter. You might be surprised at what you find in the headlines on the sports page. This hardly seems like a hayride at all, time slipped so rapidly. When we started out on our little journey, it seemed that we were only children but it seems now that we have suddenly be- come adults . Jannie Hinson, PROPHET