Woolwine High School - Twin Oaks Yearbook (Woolwine, VA)

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 amors C ass Officers President--Johnnie Wood; Vice-President—-Wanda Jones; Secretary--Frances Hutcherson; Treasurer--Margaret Conner; Reporter--Bonnie Boyd; Parliamentarian--Joan Conner Peggy Harris

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J3ast ( ) ff ancf Testament To DEAR OLE WOOLWINE HIGH” we leave some of the best memories possible and say that we shall never forget. To our undergraduates, the Juniors, we leave our senior privileges, responsibilities, dig- nity, and these priceless items: I, Randolph Adams, leave to Junior Harbour my beautiful legs--to attract attention at ball games. I, Linda Cockram, leave my quiet ways to Johnnie Wood. I, Lonnie Dillon, leave to Randolph Morrison my thrill for basketball, knowing he will raise the score at every game. I, Bonnie Foley, leave to Fern Prillaman my mixed up ways, hoping she can figure them out. I, Leon Harbour, leave my knack to act my age, not my IQ, to William Lackey, knowing he will always try. I, Linda Harris, leave my hard work on the Annual to Christene Profitt, knowing she will carry on next year. I, Ruby Harris, leave my ability to slice oranges to the lucky person who is the girls' bas- ketball manager next year. I, Betty Hylton, leave my ability to slide in doors to Freeda Bowling, hoping she doesn't land as hard as I did. I, Christine Hylton, leave my knack of sticking my foot in my mouth to Elizabeth Wade, hoping hers tastes better. I, Shirley Hylton, leave my ability to get along with everyone to Ann Boyd. I, Doris Lawson, leave my ambition to finish school to Marie Hylton. I, Charles Love, leave my yearning for romance to Doug Ingram. I, Evelyn Mabe, leave my giggles to Margaret Conner, hoping she doesn't get thrown out of class. I, Betty Rorrer Peal, leave to Carol Booth my Better Homes and Garden Cook Book — that is if she's planning to get married. I, Cordelia Pendleton, leave to Joyce Hylton my dreams of getting along without studying— hoping her dreams come true. I, Lane Pendleton, leave my dear ole piano stool to Frances Hutcherson. I, Ronnie Pilson, leave my ability to get-by with mischief to Alfred Brammer. I, Cynthia Price, leave my crazy ways to Bonnie Boyd in hopes that she can cause as much trouble as I have. I, Ann Rakes, leave to Carolyn Nolen my ability to foul out of ball games—hoping she doesn't use it very often. I, Bobby Rakes, leave to William Midkiff my super intelligence. I, Danny Rakes, leave my worn out typewriter to anyone who gets it. (It's trained to pass five-minute timed writings.) I, Elmo Scott, leave my thrill for driving fast to Jimmy Dillon—hoping he doesn't get caught. I, Judy Shough, leave all I have learned from all the books I have never read to all those who never study. I, Mary Smith, leave my jokes to Peggy Harris and hope she will get as many laughs as I did. I, Alfred Turner, leave my gentleman-like ways to Bobby Lawless. I, Eunice Turner, leave to Wanda Jones those things which I expect to miss after gradu- ation. I, George Turner, leave my quietness in study hall to Phillip Pilson, hoping he makes bet- ter progress. I, Judy Weaver, leave my talkativity to Joan Conner—one reminder—life is so short when one has so much to say. I, Darrell Worley, leave my ability of winning money to Elwood Rorrer--I mean losing money on the World Series. Christine Hylton and Lonnie Dillon

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Frances Hutcherson William Lackey Phillip Pilson fJuniors Carolyn Nolen Randolph Morrison William Midkiff Wanda Jones Marie Hylton Douglas Ingram Elwood Rorrer Bobby Lawless Fern Prillaman Elizabeth Wade