Wythe High School - Echo Yearbook (Wytheville, VA)

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.GZ-i Qaclwmj glam. In September 1944, the traditional opening of school rolled around with us as the green Fresh- men, or so-called rats of Wytheville High School. F.. . Fate having it so, we began the great struggle of high school life on the wrong foot, or so it seemed to us. The first catastrophe for us was the dividing of our group into homerooms. At least, that is what the faculty called them. However, we called 'em separation centers . . . after all, wasn't it the first time we had been separated? The boys were in one homeroom and the girls were in another. This was a heavy loss to some of our girls because it was Leap Year, you know!!! Having lived through this tragedy, we had smooth sailing for a short while. This schedule ended, however, with a camera. Yes, a camera!.! We were beginning to realize all the fun that we were having, and, of course, we wanted to save something by which to remember it. After a long period of brain- racking, pictures were the unanimous decision. Naturally being green, we didn't know the correct time. You're exactly right. We skipped class! Right again! We were sent to the office and severely punished --twenty whole minutes after school in the detention hall for each of us. Annual Stunt Night has always been a highlight of the school year. lt was all new to us, there- fore, how were we to know that we had to show up for practice if we wanted to be in the competition? iAfter all, only our sponsors and the principal had told us!!!i One day our principal, Mr. Brockman, called a special assembly lust to tell us that we, the innocent Freshmen, were no longer qualified for stunt night. Again some grown-up alley language, and washing the main hall with tears, we were placed back on the list for the big showing. Our Sophomore year we were really the silliest of 'em all. By this time we were beginning to have dates and to smoke real cigarettes instead of corn silk - that is, of course, if we could get away with it. Running down the halls and up the stairs was another thing that we were beginning to enioy. We feel that we received more fines from the officers of the Student Patrol than any other class. fThat old patrol wasn't much to us anyway - just another one of the ideas of the Senior class, who seemed to run everything except the principal.i After a lot of persuading, we convinced our parents that we were old enough to go on a group picnic well-chaperoned to Hungry Mother State Park. What plans we made for it!!! We had plenty of food, plenty of singing, and plenty of boat riding for everyone. lt was really the typical picnic and none could excel it. - Jolly Juniors - that was we in 1946, and we were complete in every way fwe had even learned iust the technique of taking bolts .from the seats in the auditorium.i Facing us this year was the banquet, or what-have-you, that we must give for our upper classmen, the Seniors. They were the only ones ahead of us now as we traveled toward our goal as a football player wh6 is going for a touchdown. After sponsoring this, debating over that, and working hard over the other, we finally raised enough money to engage Eddie Wiggins and his orchestra to make with the music for the Seniors and their dates. Of course, we dragged out dates and went along too. Truly it was one of the most enioyable activities that we had in high school, and it is one night that we shall always remember. All that we have written here is. iust three years of our high.school career. The last year was the best of all because weren't we the most dignified class ever and didn't we have an undefeated football team that year? This year we all learned the technique of putting the bolts back into those seats so that they would stand during our graduation exercises. All the plans and conferences being over, we marched on the stage and received our diplomas. lt was a glorious day - graduation, but we had to leave behind us the fun, work, and pleasure of good old high school days. That was the day we departed from our friends and closed the book at the end of the chapter.

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glass 'rap Ziecy Note: There is a buzzing sound. Scene-Law Office. Taylor: Yes? Voice: There's a young lady here to see you - Miss Frances Veneziana. Taylor: Yes, I know her quite well: send her in. lFrances Veneziana enters.l Venzie: Why, hello, Frances. l read your advertisement in the Enterprise that you and Bobby started a law office, so I thought l'd drop in. Still working for a Thomas firm, I see. Taylor: Yes, I guess so. Gosh. I haven't seen you for so long. What are you doing these days? Venzie: I'm still waiting for Pete to finish high school. Taylor: How's the shoe shop business now? Venzie: Oh, still a bunch of heels. I'm manager now, and if Pete ever gets out of high school. we're thinking about going into partnership. Sole owners, you know. Taylor: Say, what ever happened to all those boys that used to run around with Pete? Venzie: You mean, Bud and Chicken and some of the others? Taylor: Yes, what ever became of them? Venzie: I heard that Bud Anderson has opened a dry- cleaning establishment in Max Meadows. Taylor: Isn't that nice, or is it Neese? Well, how about Chicken? Venzie: Oh, Chicken's at West Point playing football, and I hear Miss McNeil is coaching him on the sidelines. Taylor: And Donald Warden and Roy Meredith - What about them? Venzie: It seems Donald is still Hoping around. Taylor: I bet Roy made good at his passing in college, didn't he? Venzie: From what I hear he's passing at the wrong things. Did you know that Doc Callahan got Doctor Otey's place at Central, and from what I hear, he's not so good. lt seems that he's forever getting the wrong Stultz in his prescriptions. Oh, guess what? Taylor: What? Venzie: Elections came up last month and Little Shorty Bowman defeated little Jack Poole for the State Legislature. It must have been a tough break for somebody. Taylor: Do you know who's principal at Wytheville High now? Venzie: Yes, I heard. Helen Houseman, the -secretary, stopped me on the street today. None other than the Honorable Dolores Habackl Taylor: I meant to tell you. Tom Shrader came in this morning to get the deed for his old Bachelors' Home. He told me he had two new members, Lonely Latney Harris and Heartache Harlan Gilman. Venzie: That reminds me of the Sixty-One Club. It seems that Swanson Hurst, Harrison Allison, Hoover Rodgers, and S. B. Grubb were walking down the street and walked into the Poolroom Cafeteria and now all they do is shoot a bunch of bull. Well, getting back to business, how are you getting along here? Taylor: Pretty well. One of our old friends came in to day lor her third divorce. Venzie: Really? Who was it? Taylor: Why, Mary Pat Tuggle, of course. Venzie: And have you heard about her old friend, Jane Smith? Taylor: No, I don't think I have. Venzie: Well, I heard she's busy writing a play for Broadway. Taylor: Writing a play, eh? What's the title? Venzie: by the Life of Jackie Rhew starring Al Jolson. And y I heard that Loraine Mathews and Louise wa , Anderson are assistant managers at Crest. Taylor: Well, that's nothing. My brother Moose ,Taylor, who is manager of Newberry's now, told me that he had just appointed Kathleen Pattison and Louise Sawyers as floor walkers. Venzie: Did Tootie Harris ever get promoted at Leggett's? Taylor: Why, no. I forgot to tell you that he's ianitor at Newberry's. He said he thought that he would be better over there with the glassware. Venzie: Changing the subiect, how about all those gruesome twosomes in our graduating class? I guess most of them are happily married by now. Taylor: Yes, Juanita Akers and Donald Umberger, and L. O. Grinnell and Doris Hull are married. Venzie: How about Aileen Kabrich and Corky Acher? Taylor: Oh, she ditched him for Sonny Lowder: Corky was a little too tall. Venzie: Speaking of Sonny, I heard his old friend, Lloyd Lindamood, who has started his International Airlines, flew Elizabeth Anderson, Jewell Edmonds, Betty Ryan and Made- line Helvey to Paris to hear Art Clippard's band playing The Lost Concert, starring that great sousaphone player, Richard Shupe. Taylor: Speaking about a band, did you know that Dayne Umberger finally married Jennie Lou Hurst? Venzie: Hurstl That reminds me of Bill Grubb. His undertaking business is so bad that he had to run over someone to bring it up. Taylor: Good heavensl Whom did he hit? Venzie: Betsy Kincer. Taylor: Venzie: Taylor: Venzie Taylor: Why, what's she doing back in Wytheville? Oh, her tent wore out at V. P. I. Did you know Lois Blair became a Powers model? Well, more power to her. Yes, and I hear Bertha Crockett and Kay Turpin are figuring out some new angles for Lois's clothes. Venzie: Speaking of power reminds me that Charles and Lindy Dunford are District Managers of the Appalachian Power Company. Taylor: That's where you work with wires and poles, isn't it? It must be awfully dangerous. Venzie: Oh, it is. Why, iust the other day Lindy ran into a pole-cot.