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followed by Carlyle Nunn, the super
salesman, and Doris Radford, his secre
tary. Of course, we couldn’t help talk
ing about the old days either, and I
found out that Thomas York is a very
successful machinist and Roy Epps is
a train engineer. And let me see—oh
yes, Marianna Best is secretary to the
millionaire, Charles Nash; CUfton Daniels
is now a commissioned officer in the
Army; E. K. Holloman, is an aeronau
tical engineer; Hannah Shrago, a musi
cian; Frank Broadhurst, a naval officer;
and George Denmark is manager of
several large theatres. Daphne Whitley
is a librarian in New York City and Mar
garet Jean Thornton has just given up
her position as a physical education tea
cher to get married.”
“Well, it’s certainly a fact that our old
pals have done pretty well for them
selves, haven’t they?” asked Hilda.
“Well, what do you expect?” answered
Ruth. “After all, they’re members of the
class of ’42!”
And so went that afternoon last week.
Everyone knows how women are in
the beauty parlor, and ’twas in there
that I found out all the latest about the
1942 graduates of Goldsboro High
b( hool.
—^Lois Smith, Prophet, June 5, 1955.
RECORD BREAKERS
Surpassing in gate receipts and pre
ticket sale, the Seniors on December 5
broke all records which have been made
in the last three years by Senior classes
when an approximate profit of $208.91
was made on the Senior Play, “The
Ghost Train”.
The total expenditures for the play
were $96.16, which includes the play
royalty of $25, the stage set, tickets, pro
grams, and all money used by the twelve
enthusiastic committees. This also in
cludes the $30.49 paid out for federal tax.
The fast-growing-in-class-spirit Seniors
rolled in $175 for the pre-ticket sale with
Miss Ida Gordner’s homeroom leading
for the fourth consecutive year, this time
with $55. The chemistry Seniors in Mr.
R. M. Helms’ homeroom came in second
by turning in approximately $17. Mr. L.
J. Davis’ bookkeeping Seniors lagged just
a few pennies behind. In the past three
years $33 has been the largest amount
turned in by any homeroom.
Senior plays are fast becoming a tradi
tion in GHS. In 1938, “Keep Smiling”
was presented, in 1940, “Smiling
Through”, and in February, 1941 “Green
Stockings”, and in December, 1941, “The
Ghost Train”.
(Reprint from Hi Neius, Dec. 19, 1941)
^42 Class Day Song
(tune: “Shrine of St. CeceUa”)
Dear high school, our days with you
are over at last.
But we’ll ne’er forget the work and
joys of the past;
They’ll stay in our mem’ries as we go
on our way
From you, Goldsboro High School,
We’ll miss all the friendships we have
cherished these years.
And when we say our last goodbye
There might be some tears;
But yet in our hearts there’ll always
be just one thought—
Of you, Goldsboro High School.
Our paths may stray afar—
We’ll hitch our wagons to the nearest
star;
But G.H.S. will stay
A stop on life’s highway.
Our days will be empty, they won’t
be as before.
We’ll miss all the pleasures that our
school had in store;
But, still, through it all we know that
we shall return
To you, Goldsboro High School.
—Words by Edwin Lee
We’ll Never Forget!!
Honors and good times are the things
we like to think about, and in years to
come we’ll remember those insignificant
little things that are so much a part of
high school life.
F’rinstance, will you ever forget how
Dickie Weatherly would “tres bien” him
self when Miss Falkener didn’t? Or
Hannah Shrago’s classical piano recita
tions? And how we’d all giggle at Frank
Broadhurst’s wise cracks in class?
Will we ever forget those glorious five
minutes between classes, when the halls
were filled with laughing boys and girls.
Gray Whitford in one corner, surround
ed by his many admiring femmes; Clum
Daniel in the other corner arguing as
usual, and Gordon Hunt roaming around
from girl to girl with the same old line.
A memory that will always remain
will be the gatherings on the front lawn
at recess on a sunny day: Helen Denning
chasing, Alice Graham looking pretty,
Steve Simmons showing his manly
strength, Margaret Scott smiling sweetly,
while John Lee, Lee Adams, D. B. Burns,
Linwood Harrell and Joe Invernizzi are
in a huddle teUing—fairy tales(?).
We’ll remember Jean McLean’s sweet
songs in the Christmas pageants, and
Hazel Brady’s leadership in our de-
votionals. Howsa’ ’bout those days we
were all so shocked by Gertrude Edger-
ton’s and Effie Ruth Maxwell’s bobbed
hair?
We all knew what to expect when
announcements were called for in assem
bly and Marvin Cowell stood up. We
still remember how James Crow, the
handy man, often announced the drama
tic programs he’d directed.
Things most of the girls envied were
Virginia Mercer’s tiny feet, Frances
Gaddy’s black hair, Nancy Paige Swift’s
graceful hands, Lois Weigand’s dimples,
Jane Park’s lips, Juliette Farfour’s “dark
eyes,” and Hilda Bell’s winning smile.
Those industrious seniors, Ruth Weil,
Dorothy Grice, Joel Powers, and Edwin
Lee were also the envy of lots of us. We
wonder what the Hi News staff would
have done without Charles O’Steen’s help
with the typing, or the Hi News Shop
without Tom Shaver. If we were ever
blue, we just punched Mary Louise
Wells in the ribs to hear her “horse
laugh”. It was so contagious, as well
as James Lee’s giggle.
Other outstanding characteristics were
Betsy Cade’s vocabulary, Lorraine Bad-
dour’s blues songs, John Holmes’ winks,
Edwina Jinnette’s blushes, Margaret
Magill’s good grades, and Lizzie Mae
Adams’ minutes.
We had lots of fun in chemistry. There
were always the most interesting ball
games going on outside. The ever pre
sent glee club was always heard
throughout the upper hall, and through
the transoms came Miss Ipock’s voice
from the trig classes.
One day we had a “Hellzapoppin’ ” pro
gram. We all nearly died when Donell
Garris modeled a slinky, bare-back, strap
less evening dress and Herbert Barbour
and Bud Pate showed their manly
strength.
Nick-names are always present in high
school life, and our class was no excep
tion. “Nubby” York, “Hot” Heyward,
“Rusty” Nickens, “Kotten” Bradshaw,
“Snag” Hallow, “Sunshine” Thornton,
“Barney” Crocker, and “Greeky” Nase-
kos were a few.
The Class of ’42 helped make the band
successful. Some of the members were
Pepsi Hinson, Tom Gilhkin, Lyndon
Hart, Bobby Harrington, Keith McClenny
and Eunice Highsmith.
Of course those four (or more) years
have had their bad moments, but the
good moments have overshadowed the
bad ones; and always we’ll think of our
days in GHS as the happiest in our lives.
—D. P. and L. S., ’42
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