Windsor High School - Duke Yearbook (Windsor, VA)

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History of the Class of '52 BY ELLEN NIUNFORD It seems only yesterday that we entered the ninth grade with smiling faces and eager hearts, on a sunny September morning in 1948. Many of us had thought weid never see the day we would be freshmen. Mrs. lylitchell Hunter was our teacher and Francis Joyner was our president. During the year we regretted the loss of Jimmie Presson, who left to acquire a job, and Katherine Robertson and Elizabeth Brasiwell, who left for married life. We ended the year with a rip-roaring picnic at Burwell's Bay. In September, 1949, school bells tolled again and we became Saucy Sopho- moresf, Mr. Stanfield Johnson was our teacher, and Bill Joe Bracey was class president. During the year, we lost Elizabeth Taylor who preferred married life to school. Again Burwell's Bay was chosen as our picnic site. In September, 1950, we found ourselves Jaunty Juniorsi' with hrlrs. L. T. Hall as our teacher. Dorothy Holland, Roylene Slye, and Jane Bowden failed to return to school. We elected Jeryl White as our class president. hflany exciting events happened during this year. We received our class rings and we gave a ban- quet and dance at Planter's Clubhouse in honor of the Senior Class of 1951. Mem- bers of the class took part in our class play, UA Poor Married Man, which was a tremendous success. VVe also had many parties and picnics this year. In September, 1951, 'Ole Windsor' hailed us as Sophisticated Seniors? Vlfe began the year with Mrs. Emory Eley as our teacher and Francis Joyner, Jr., as president. VVe were happy to gain two new students, Dot Lynch and Betty Holland. We felt very important -because of our senior privileges. Our play, Here Comes Charliev was a 'big success. During this year we had the thrill of working on a high school annual for the first time since 1948. ' We know it will not be very long before we will say farewell to the most Wonderful school in the world. As our last year draws to a close, we can look back with fond memories of the good old days at Windsor. Together we face the future with courage, we know that Honor Lies at Labor,s Gate, and we are eager to try our wings. U

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SENIORS ANN POWELL Softball, 50, F. H. A., 49, 52, Basketball, 49, 50, 51, 52, Reporter S. C. A., 513 Reporter, Class, 51, News Reporter, Newspaper Staff, Slg Parliamentarian, F. H. A., 493 junior Play, 51, Senior Play, 52. MARIE SCOTT F. I-I. A., 523 Treas. F. H. A., 52, Secretary S. C. A., 513 Operetta, Glee Club, Sec. Glee Club, 51, Sec. Class, 51, 52, Junior Play, 515 Senior Play, 52, Asst. Mgr. Basketball, 51, 523 Contest Editor, Newspaper Staff, 515 Asst. Edi- tor, Annual Staff, 52g 4-H Club, 49, 50, 51, 52. Reporter Class, 49, Treas. Class, 50, 51, Junior Play, 51, Senior Play, 523 Production Editor, Newspaper Staff, 51, Picture Editor, Annual Staff, 52, Glee Club, Operettag Girls Chorus, 49, 50, 51, 52, Asst. Mgr. Basketball, 505 Mgr. Basketball, 51, 52, Executive Board S. C. A., I , I - ip DOTTIE STEELE W A I eff AM.: ..,V - . ' ti ':' 'Qi, S I H 5,5 Qui, - - 49, 50, 52. 4: Q Q :W 5 , T F. H. A., 49, 50, 52, Softball, 50. ANNIE MAE WILLIAMS Q, S., K E533 H P- , Q: za is .u sa. 7' WF

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Senior Class Prophecy After many years of hard work, I decided to take a much needed vacation. It would be good to get away from the office at Norfolk, where I was working. I purchased 'a plane ticket to Washington, D. C. and while I was in the waiting room, I saw a young lady who looked familiar. Vifhy, it was Ann Powell, my old school pall Only, now she was Mrs. Dickie Eley and the mother of a twelve-year- old son. I learned that she, too, was going to YVashington. VVe boarded our plane and selected our seats, still talking about the events that had happened and the things we had done since graduation from dear 'Ole VVindsor.' Suddenly a familiar voice interrupted us and we looked up to see Betty Holland! I never dreamed that she wanted to be an airline hostess. She informed us that Bobby Turner was co-pilot of the very plane we were on. She also told us that many of our classmates were in VVashington. VVe were very eager to look them up. I told Ann and Betty where several of our classmates were and what they were doing. Dot Lynch was a nurse at the Louise Obici Hospital and was married to one of the young doctors there. Dr. Robert VVhitley was a doctor on the Louise Obici Staff. Annie NIae VVilliams was a stenographer at the Virginia Electric and Power Company. Jeryl VVhite was teaching agriculture at Holland, and Charles Harmon at Wfindsor. Hersie Pierce was the owner of a dozen chain garages, famous in the Tidewater area, and Ben Gardner was his business manager. Before we realized it, we were landing in IfVashington. VVhat a thrill it was to be in Washington once more! I remembered the wonderful time we seniors had had there in the spring of 1952. First, we went to see Marie Scott, who was a stenographer for Mr. Edgar HooVer.,She told us that Dottie Steele was a skilled research scientist in New York, and that Betty johnson was private secretary to the President of the United States. While eating lunch in one of the largest restaurants in VVashington, we saw on television an old classmate, Clay Hudson, N. B. C.'s news commentator. After lunch we decided to go to a movie. On a billboard, we saw To Be Or Not To Ben in bold letters. Cecil Clark, a new star, was making his first appearance in the movies. We were both surprised when Cecil turned out to be Bobby Claud. What a superb performance he gave! VVe had another surprise in store, too. In the News we saw Francis -loyner, Jr. who was junior Senator from Virginia. Ann and I parted that afternoon. The next day I went to a football game and saw the Washington Redskins win their ninth straight victory. Their star player was none other than Bill Joe Bracey. I called on Betty Johnson that nig-ht. Imagine her surprise when she saw me. WVe talked a while and she told me that Philip Raveling was a Republican candidate for Governor of Virginia. She wanted to talk longer, but she had an appointment. hffy vacation was soon over and I was back in Norfolk. VVhile reading a newspaper the night of my return, I saw that Roland Byrum had won the title of the Outstanding Farmer of Isle of NVight County. I saw another article about Thomas Alphin, director of the Holland Experiment Station. I had another sur- prise when I looked at the television schedule for the day. Ifdward Spivey and Jimmie Holland were on the Colgate Comedy Hour! They were the highest rating comedy team at the time. On folding the paper, I saw an advertisement sent in -by Thurman Parker, owner of the Red Top Taxi Cabs in Norfolk and Portsmouth. I must have fallen asleep as I read the paper. Shortly afterwards, I heard a bell ringing and felt someone touching me on the shoulder. It was Mrs. Spivey. I had fallen asleep in bookkeeping class! It had all been a dream!