Watertown High School - Purple Tiger Yearbook (Watertown, TN)

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CLASS PROPHECY As I walked down one of the lower streets of New York about ten years after I graduated from Watertown High School, I saw a dingy sign over a doorway saying that here one might see Madam De Lahl, famous crystal gazer. Principally for the fun of it I turned in. The woman that met me was not different from the average crystal gazer. When she asked me what I desired to know, | gave her a puzzler. “Just tell me what my classmates of ’52 are doing,” I said with a laugh. Very seriously she motioned for me to be seated beside a dirty table, and asked me to look into a crystal ball. Pictured in the ball was the interior of the Metro- politan Opera House. In the orchestra pit I noticed my old classmates Tommy Bruce and Phyllis Patton. The curtain then rose and a beautiful singer stepped forward. Yes, it was Anita Bass. Excerpts from newspapers came before me next. One announced the marriage of Deliah Dockery and Dorothy Travis. Then I saw a large picture of Joe Reeves and under the picture the words, “Popular Senator from Tennessee.” I also saw the marriage announcement of Opal Barrett and Bettye Patterson. The next vision was that of a large office building. Over some of the doors I saw these: Myrna Boyd, School of Dancing; Corley Reynolds, Interior Decorator; Jackie Curtis, Lawyer; Bettye Stoner, Artist. Jack Wood was busy painting a portrait of Sue Walker, a prominent figure in New York social life. Next I saw the dear old high school building. Jack Malone was principal. Jackie Gill was teacher of mathematics, a subject she always loved. Beulah Patton was a French teacher and Peggy McClanahan and Eugene Huddleston were girls’ and boys’ athletic coaches. The scene then shifted to a broadcasting station. Gerald Ferguson was chief announcer. Carlene Lester, singer and Peggy Wright, accompanist, were bright radio stars, while Glen Smith and Billy Robin son were the principals of a radio feature which was fast taking the place of Amos ’n Andy. Next [ saw the offices of the New York Times. I saw Margaret Neal sitting in a chair labeled Editor. Frances Stroud was a feature writer. Martha Shores was Society Editor and Mary Ruth Snyder had a comic strip. As the picture grew fainter, I saw Nell Hearn and Lois Harden successful under- takers. Leora Truitt, Doris Lannon, Pauline Lanier, and Lola Truitt were teachers. After paying the old woman, I went out, my curiosity about my old classmates somewhat sated. Bernice Drennan Class Prophet

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of Watertown High School, being of sound mind: hereby make and publish this, our last will and testament, thus making all others void. First, to the faculty we leave the memories of a brilliant, spirited, yet studious class, which wishes to express our thanks for the devotion, kindness and patience shown to us during our days of digging for knowledge. Opal Barrett wills her ability to chew gum at all times to Carole Coffee. Anita Bass leaves her rules for flirting and writing boys to Carolyn Simpson. Myrna Boyd wills her ability to attract attention to Betty Malone. Deliah Bell Dockery leaves her quiet, thoughtful ways to Maxine Woodson. Bernice Drennan wills her ability of keeping herself looking “just right” to Jo Dean Atwood. Jackie Gill leaves her so-called “brains” to Myra Parker. Lois Harden wills her ability to win money to any lucky person. Nell Hearn leaves her arguing ability to Betty Barrett. Pauline Lanier wills her place in shorthand to Claudette Roberts. Doris Lannom leaves her ability to make talks in English class to Katie O'Neal. Charlene Lester leaves her friendly smile to Virginia Howell. Peggy McClanahan wills her big mouth and “giggles” to Barbara Davis. Bettye Patterson wills her ability to keep late hours at night to Edna Gannon. Beulah Patton wills her love for studying to Sammie Dillon. Phyllis Patton wills her love for the name “Kidwell” and “Chicken Business” to Henry Harris. Corley Reynolds wills her dignity and sophisticated look to June Oakley. Martha Ann Shores wills her tall, slender figure to Marie Edwards. Mary Ruth Snyder wills her worn out English book to Carolyn Jewell. Bettye Sue Stoner leaves her art ability to Jimmy Porterfield. Frances Stroud leaves her love for Statesville to Marjorie Robertson. Dorothy Travis leaves her love for Alexandria men to Frances Patterson. Leora Truitt leaves her ability to be quiet in class to Faye McClanahan. Lola Truitt leaves her sewing ability to someone who needs it, Donna Knee. Sue Walker leaves her ability to receive social phone calls during school hours to anyone who can get by with it. Peggy Wright leaves her childish ways to Doris Flippen. Tommy Bruce leaves his position as President of the Senior Class to Brown Milstead. Jackie Curtis wills his love for being mischievous to Mallory Guile. Gerald Ferguson wills his seat on Jewell’s bus to Ellen Dean Thompson. Eugene Huddleston leaves his love for Goose Creek and athletics to his brother, Bob. Jack Malone leaves his ability to fall out of chairs in English to Harold Patton. Joe Mack Reeves leaves his outstanding ability to play football to Lesley Richmond. Billy Robinson leaves his place in agriculture class and F. F. A. president to Charles David Bain. Glen Smith leaves his love for Shop Springs girls to Billy Patton. Jack Wood wills his place as football manager to anyone willing to work. Lastly, we do hereby nominate and appoint Mr. T. W. Bruce our sole executor. In witness whereof, we do this, our will, set our hands this nineteenth day of May nineteen hundred and fifty-two. Mrs. Herbert Jennings Margaret Neal Mr. Oscar Few Class Testator Witnesses

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CLASS MOTTO: Never acknowledge a failure until you have made your last attempt, And never make your last attempt until you have succeeded. CLASS COLORS: Gold and Purple CLASS FLOWER: Yellow Carnation CLASS POEM OF ’52 Class mater, this is the time when we must leave Dear old W. H. S. forever. It seems like only yesterday to us That we started out together. Let us think for a moment on days that are past, And then on the days yet to come. With that first command, “Be seated, please!”’ We knew our tasks had just begun. At first we thought it a hopeless case, But the teacher who taught us with all her might Said, “Cheer up, children, Just keep trying, things will be all right.” So step by step we have mounted the stairs That have led to the end of the way. And our footprints we are leaving behind us As we pass on to another day. Now what does the future hold for us? Only by time can we tell, But now with our trust in the Higher One, Teachers, Schoolmates, and all — Farewell. Peggy McClanahan ¢