Windsor High School - Duke Yearbook (Windsor, VA)

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Last Will and Testament The 1952 Seniors of VVindsor High School, being sound in body and sound in mind, do wish to make, publish, and declare this document to be their last will and testament. Philip Raveling wills his fine grades in dependability to Everett Bradshaw. Benjamin Gardner wills his typing ability to Marjorie Uzzell and Helen Uzzell and hopes they will improve the hunt and peck system. Bobby Claud wills his curly hair to Tommy Carr. jimmy Holland wills his excuse blank to Charles Bland in hopes he will get tired of having it signed and get to school on time. Bill Joe Bracey leaves his punctuality to lXfIrs. Hall. Francis Joyner just leaves. Roland Byrum wills his quiet ways to jimmy Crocker and hopes that classes will be more orderly. Ann Powell wills her right hand pass to Barbara Braswell and hopes she can use both left and right next year in -basketball. Marie Scott wills her shoes to Mary Frances Kello in hopes that she will wear size 42 next year. Annie Nlae Williams wills her quiet disposition to hflary Frances Jones and Dorothy Branch. Hersie Gay Pierce wills his temper and meanness to Lawrence Bailey Carr. Dottie Steele wills her desk to Janice Bracey. Betty Holland wills her desk in the senior room to Minnie Ann Carr,' and hopes she can clean the chewing gum ol? of it and open a business. Ann Powell wills her ability to 'ihook a husband to Coleen Carr. Dot Lynch wills her art of getting into mischief to Shirlee Powell, and hopes she Won't get in trouble. Ellen hflunford wills her slim figure to Dean Murphy and hopes she can develop it. Betty Johnson wills her Good Citizen Award to Aimee Lee Raveling. Thomas Alphin wills his long curly hair to Joe Pete johnson for safekeeping. leryl Wliite Wills his dare-devil driving to Newman Beale. Ed Spivey wills his ability to participate in sports to Reginald Powell in hopes that he may discover it. Bobby Turner wills his ability to get along with teachers to Wilton Hedgepeth so there will never be a dull moment in class. Clay Hudson wills his laziness to Jackie Spivey and hopes she won't be so energetic in basketball. Bobby Whitley wills his courting ability to Henry Rawls Grilfin and hopes he will win Shirley. Thurman Parker wills his ways of expressing himself to Peggy Gwaltney. The members of the Senior Class witness their hand to this will and seal this second day of June, nineteen hundred and fifty-two.

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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!

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