West Rowan High School - West Wind Yearbook (Mount Ulla, NC)

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oe NGe Dee he EeS TAM EN: fT To anyone who can drive it as well as he can, H. C. Hoffner, better known as Casey, leaves his Dodge School Bus No. 43. To Patty Wiggins, I, Betty Kyles leave my blonde hair, hoping that she can keep it as neat looking as I do. I, Grady Corriher will my neatness to Billy Brown. I like that bow tie, Bill. Dorothy Bonds bequeaths her tallness to Faye Albright. You surely do need a little length don’t you Faye? I, Betty Parker will my ability to get along with Mrs. Sink to Don- ald “Ace” Belk. Marvin Cress leaves his General Science workbook to Fred Benfield with one suggestion. Improve it. Andy Goodnight wills his ability to talk to all the girls to Henry Edmiston. To Irene Steele I, Ruth Caudill leave my innocent blushes. I, William Belk Coble leave my studying ability to Jimmy Horton. To my little sister, Margaret, I, Jean Morris leave my job as library assistant. To anyone who can get it to work, I, Norma Graham leave the Rex-O-Graph machine in the office. Callie Thompson wills her quiet manner to anyone who can stay that way among such a loud group. Mildred Atwell bequeaths her athletic ability upon any eleventh grade girl who wants it. I, Marion Lefler request that my books go to Mary Benfield, hoping she will use them as much as I have. I, Ruth Graham will my Monday morning curls to anyone who can get by without them as well as I do. I, Tommie Nell Edwards will my black hair to Alice Ridenhour. And I, being of sound mind and body, do hereby afhx my signature to this, the Last Will and Testament of the class of 1947. HERMAN GRAHAM Lawyer Witnesses: IVA NEVA DONEIT JOSA B. SMILAGAIN

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Le Aves S¥ aaa: Wie lta We, the seniors, of the class of 1947, being of strong bodies, superior intelligence, and unmarred consciences, endeavor to leave to the under- classmen of Mount Ulla High School certain traits and reputations never before acquired in the said institution. Realizing that our achievements have been outstanding and beyond reproach we ask, that though the suc- ceeding classes may never know success as we have known it, that they accept these characteristics generously bestowed upon them. First, to our parents, for their loving care and faithful trust, we leave heartfelt love and gratitude, with the hopes that our lives may be as suc- - cessful as their fondest dreams would have them be. Then to Miss Garnette H. Bowles, Mr. Jesse C. Carson, Jr., and the entire faculty, we leave our thanks and appreciation for all their thought- ful efforts in making our high school career happy and enjoyable. Third, in one final gesture of faith and generosity we hereby leave our Last Will and Testament. I, Larry Graham, bestow my athletic ability upon David Knox, hoping he can learn ‘““How to Win Games and Influence Referees.” We, Steven McNeely and “Walter” Tommy Link leave our big mouths and hearty laughs to Jim Lefler and Robert Dagenhart. Emma Jane Sloop bequeaths her ‘““Army Jacket”? to anyone who can try hard enough to fill up the “Excess Baggage.” We, Eloise Kennerly and Glenn Shook leave our ability to get along with each other to Helen Thompson and Donald Stiller. Margaret Cress and Bcbby Cline leave to Betsey Barber and Richard Hall their cheerleading ability along with three cases of liniment and a bottle of mercurochrome to be applied unsparingly after each athletic clash. If anyone can keep them on, I, Carolyn Brown gladly will my loaf- ers to them. I, Bryce Keply will my good behavior to Naomi Hoffner, hoping that she will take a hint! I, Thomas Owen will my blue eyes to Jack Parks, with one warning, keep them off the typewriter keys in Miss Little’s room. Nancy Davis wills her cute giggle to Sarah Turner, telling her not to giggle in English. Martha Thompson and Sue Hamby will their quiet and friendly ways to Odessa Beaver and Peggy Lyerly. Can you take a hint Odessa? Joe Lyerly leaves his bashfulness to Carl Lentz. Watch your step Carl!

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1y¢ STATISTICS a time immemorial two plus two has equaled four, but during twelve year sojourn at Mount Ulla, unfortunately that has not Mways been the score. For instance, Elvin has had a dreadful time making three plus three equal seven; therefore it falls to me to com- pute the statistics for this our class, as I do know that six plus six is no more than eleven. One hundred twenty pounds the average miss of M. U. H. S. carries along as down the halls we students throng. And when the senior boys with you collide, it is one hundred forty-six pounds that shake you inside. Yet if it is Herman Graham you hit, the pains will last only a little bit. The shoe clerk holds his laugh as down our average girl sits to be fitted with a six and one-half, while the boys’ slew feet take only seven—Naturally we do not take into consideraticn Larry’s number eleven. Up five feet five inches one’s gaze will travel to snapping brown eyes, topped by golden brown hair sent from paradise. As the clock ticks on and time doth upen all bear, one can dis- cern that seventeen years and six months have left these lads and lassies without a care. “What is your favorite subject?” I quiz the girls. “Home Economics,” they chorus, “for our ambition is to be a ’ housewife—so that men will not ignore us.” The boys«are still deliberating which subject they like best, for Bill Coble loudly acclaims typing and bookkeeping stand the test. “English!” screams Glenn Shook, while H. C. says, “Give me only books.” For the boys the future is uncertain, as they know not what day Uncle Sam for them will say, “Curtain!” On radio or screen best to be seen are June Allyson and Allen Ladd even though they be bold and bad, as the best movie to ne had is “The Outlaw.” When on a rough evening he has no money to treat her, they turn on the radio to Lux Theatre. Then when he, she cannot figure out, she flips the dial to It Pays to Be Ignorant. As the moon wanes and they stand at the door longing for “Only Five Minutes More” from the dome the bells bong their favorite song, “To Each His Own.” With the scarcity of food it sometimes makes our mothers brood as eating puts us in the mood. To make the boys stunt, for them call a hunt; and if the girls glow, you will know that they have something to sew. While upon the road which has been full of holes, great comfort and consolation have come from Miss Bowles, our favorite at the polls. Well, my children, you have heard the well calculated statistics of a little bird, and if by now you are bored, I shall affix my signa- ture on this the first day of May in the year of our Lord; and in the days that lie before, may a garland of roses grace the head of each and every one of the twenty-three and eleven of this the class of forty-seven. DOROTHY BONDS Statistician