Page 2
THE FULL MOON
June 2, 1960
The Full Moon
Published Monthly By
Mrs. Fry’s Third Period Senior English Class
EDITORIAL STAFF
Editor John Burchette
Managing Editor Jerry Lou Holbert
News Editor Landis Miller
News Writers Suzanne Finch, Larry Joe Almond, Kenneth
Huneycutt, Mary Jo Winn, Roger Laney,
Eddie Lefler, Wayland McKenzie, Larry
Shelton, Paul Welch, Neil Efird, Vance Hun
eycutt, Luray Hatley.
Feature Editor - Pam Truette
Feature Writers Susan Cashwell, Linda Heckard, Bonnie
Lowder, Sylvia Smith, Gale Lowder, Ann
Taylor, Gene Starnes.
Sports Editor Bobby Harris
Sports Writers Steve Hill, Stanly Lambeth, Ronald Russell,
David Scarboro, Dwight Smith, Joe Stoker,
Ray Terry.
Business Manager Harry Whitley
Assistant Business Manager Roger Laney
Typing Editor Luray Hatley
Circulation Manager Ray Terry
Faculty Advisor Mrs. Paul B. Fry
Congratulations And Thanks
Special recognition and thanks are due the following people
for their participation and accomplishments in the activities of
the school in the past year:
Valedictorians Jimmy Stonestreet, Jerry Lou Holbert, and
Charles Brown; Salutatorians Eiame Morris and Harry Whitley.
Present Student Council officers Charles Brown, presiuent;
Kenny Furr, vice-president; Janice Hearne, secretary; and Jim
my and Johnny Stonestreet, co-treasurers; along with Mrs. Young,
for their fine work this year. Also congratulations and best of
luck to the new slate of officers, wno are Kenny Furr, president;
Jeff Underwood, vice-president; Susie Napier, secretary; and Judy
Starnes, treasurer.
New National Honor Society members which include Steve
Hill, Myra Whitley, Joe Stoker, Pam Treece, Nancy Finan, Mary
Hill Hatley, Robert Iddings, Susan Ausband, Judy Harris, Mar
garet Ann Furr, Nancy Smith, and Diane Griffin.
Senior class officers—Joe Stoker, president; Eddie Lefler, vice-
president; Ann Taylor, secretary; and Paul Welch, treasurer, as
well as Miss Caughman, for heading up the finest senior class
ever.
Robert Iddings for being chosen the new A.F.S. representa
tive to Germany.
The football team and Coaches Gantt, Maultsby, and Barden
for the fine season.
The band tor its faithful support at football games, and for
its spring concert. .
Neil Efird, who has been appointed to the United States Mili
tary Academy at West Point.
All the beauty queens of ASHS — Bonnie Lowder, Carrousel
Princess and DeMolay Sweetheart; Ann Taylor, Football Home
coming Queen; Ann Whitley, Basketball Homecoming Queen; Pam
Truette, Miss Merry Christmas; Sharon Smith, district Dairy Queen
winner; and Luray Hatley, Miss Rainbow.
Junior class and sponsor, Mrs. Deese, for “Teahouse of the
April Moon,” the second best Prom ever.
Teen-age March of Dimes campaign chairmen, Charles Brown
and Susan Ausband. Also Kenneth Thompson and Elaine Morris,
March of Dimes king and queen.
Next year’s editors and business managers of the Full Moon
and Crossroads, Suzanne Swindell, Steve Watson, Susan Aus
band, and Ronnie Herrin. Also to the advisors, Mrs. Fry and
Mrs. Carter, without vi^hose assistance and devotion the publi
cations would not be possible.
The new cheerleaaers—Nancy Rogers, Carletta Redfern, and
Sylvia Wall, as well as to the old cheerleaders, majorettes, and
letter girls for their faithfulness and helpfulness at ball games.
Mr. Fry, for his leadership in acquiring three superior and
three excellent ratings in the district choral contests.
June Whitley, who received the only superior rating in the
state piano contest.
Special thanks to Mr. Thomas Cousins, who helped the choruses
and Mr. Fry to make the choral spring concert one of the best
ever held.
Cast members of the three junior plays—“Cabbages,” “Cyn
thia’s Stretegy,” and “Grandma Pulls the Strings.”
Basketball teams and Coaches Frazier and Gamewell for some
very fine basketball.
Debating teams of Roger Laney and Jeff Underwood, nega
tive; and Eddie Lefler and Kenneth Huneycutt, affirmative; and
Mrs. Hayes, their coach. „ru-+
•Student Lions—Jimmy Stonestreet, Roger Laney, Harry Whit
ley, Bobby Harris, Gene Starnes, Steven Hill, Mike Ross, Joe
Stoker, and David Scarboro; and Student Rotarians—Neil Efird,
Charles Brown, John Burchette, Larry Shelton, Paul Welch, Stan
ley Lambeth, Eddie Lefler, Wayland McKenzie, and Jimmy Holt.
Baseball team and Coach Maltsby for the best season in six
years. „
Sophomores for their beautiful hop, “Moonlight and Roses .
Cast of the senior play, “The Skeleton Walks,” and especially
to Mrs. Armfield for her help and work.
All who participated in Optimist Youth Appreciation Week.
National Merit Scholarship finalists—Roger Laney, Harry Whit
ley, John Burchette, Mary Jo Winn, Larry Shelton, and Neil Efird.
Jimmy Stonestreet, who was named “Boy of the Year” by the
Albemarle Optimist Club. . ^
Our foreign exchange student from Italy, Chiara Zoffoli.
All library, office, and traffic contral assistants for their fine
and helpful work.
Charles Brown, who was named Jaycees’ ‘Teen-ager of tt^
Year” and who has received the Morehead Scholarship to U.N.C.
Work of the Boosters Club and the support of the student
body at all extra-curricular activities.
Mrs. Hall, who has been very understanding and helpful with
our gripes. Also to Mr. Cashwell for his help in securing scholar
ships for seniors. a
F.T.A. student teachers—Harry Whitley, Luray Whitley, and
Landis Miller. ,
All-Conference football and basketball players. Also Kenny
Furr, who is wrestling champ for the third year.
All managers of athletic teams for their hard work and faith
fulness.
All who received awards on Awards Day.
And finally, a very special word of thanks to all the par
ents, especially Mr. and Mrs. Flave Whitley and Mr. and Mrs.
Lonnie Scarboro, who have sponsored, chaperoned, and put-up
with parties and trips this year.
That Wonderful
Rain
PAT CLEMMER
It has been said, “In the spring
a young man’s fancy lightly
turns to thoughts of love,” but
in Spencer that didn’t seem to be
true. Sandra, a young blond
haired femme fatale was having
tremendous difficulty in getting
the attentions of Don, the pitch
er for the high school baseball
team. After finally cornering
him in the hall and “accidental
ly” dropping her books, Sandra
began her plan of attack.
“Oh, imagine meeting you
here! I thought you would be
rushing to baseball practice.”
“Well, as a matter of fact that’s
what I was doing before the hall
was barricaded by your books.
Why don’t you watch where you
are going?”
Sarcastically Sandra replied,
“My, don’t we have polite, con
siderate boys in our little town.
They’re always being helpful
wherever possible. N’est-ce pas?”
“Don’t talk that stupid French
to me! You know I don’t take
it.”
“Why of course! Since base
ball season started that’s all you
eat, sleep, think, and talk about.
You’d think you were Mickey
Mantle or something.”
“For your informaton. I’m a
pitcher, not a centerfielder. That
just shows how much you know
about baseball.” Hurrying down
the hall, Don mumbled to him
self, “Dumb girls!”
“Well,” Sandra thought to her
self, “that line of attack sure
goofed. If I can’t do any better
than that, it looks like I won’t
go to the Prom. Why are boys
so hard to wangle into a date?”
For the moment she forgot about
Don, and hurried on down to the
drugstore where everybody con
gregated for Cokes and gossip
after school. Finding her best
friend, Sandra grabbed her and
pulled her over into a corner,
signifying that a confidential
conversation was about to take
place.
“Martha, I can’t get through to
that boy. He’s just so dense, he
doesn’t hear a thing you’re say
ing unless it’s about baseball.”
“My gosh, you’ve tried almost
every legitimate possibility.
What can you do now?”
“If I knew, why would I be ask
ing you? Honestly, Martha some
times I wonder about you. Think
—think! I’m getting desperate!”
“Oh, don’t get so teed off; just
give me a minute to set my
scheeming little brain to work.”
CAMPUS CHATTER
Dear friends.
Since graduation is just around the corner (June 7), this will
be our last report to you on the activities at school. This has
certainly been a wonderful year and we’ll miss our job of snoop
ing around the school gathering all of the gossip. But before
we leave we want to tell you about the closing adventure of the
class of ’60.
The Full Moon Class for the first time in history named Mrs.
Fry—Queen for a Day on May 18. The presentation of a silver
serving tray, a crown, and a banner for the “Queen” and refresh
ments and music were a part of the festivities. This was in
honor of her interest, helpfulness, and love she has shown to
all of her students. Mrs. Fry, you made a lovely queen.
Man, did you see those cool beards and gone outfits worn at
the Beatnik Party held by the Monogram Club? David’s Pad
was decorated with green lights, black crepe paper, and empty
“soft-drink” cans—it was the most! Bobby Whitley and Steven
“Maynard” Hill had quite a cultivation of whiskers on their faces.
It seems we have celebrities amongst us. All of you who
turned on your T. V. sets on May 7 found that A. S. H. S. had
invaded Kilgo’s Kanteen. Jimmy Stonestreet won a new shirt and
tie because of his neat and stylish appearance. Landis Miller
was his partner, and with them there were Ann W. and Jimmy
M., Becky H., and Gary W., Pam T. and David S., Mary Jo W. and
Pep M., Paul W. and Susan A., Bonnie L and Dudley R., and Ann T.
and Jerry Tucker.
Senior Day was a cheerful day for all—except a few. Several
seniors were invited out to Ann Whitley’s for lunch by their “Sec
ond Mother”, Mrs. Whitley. You should have seen the food and
after lunch the bulging stomachs. Each person present was
presented with a small gift. This was followed by the task of
decorating the school cafeteria for the Senior Banquet.
We’re sure the senior class would like to thank everyone on
the various committees, the class writers, and the junior class for
making this the best banquet yet—naturally. The highlight of
the program was the presentation of a mule collar, artistically
decorated with flowers, to Susan Cashwell as a consolation prize
for not placing in the “Race to the Cafeteria.”
Luray Hatley held a party afterwards for the seniors and
their dates. Susie Napier and Larry Palmer, Don Mauldin and
Brenda Morris, Anna May Renger and Stanley Lambeth, and
Frankie Fenters and Joyce Smith really seemed to be having a
grand time. ! ' i ljk.li
The ’60 seniors were honored on a three-hour program on
WZKY. They completely dominated the show, with requests, jokes,
and laughter. Vance Huneycutt really seemed to enjoy the chance
of expressing himself with the help of Sylvia, Paula, Susan, Paul
W., Bobby H., Pam, Ann T., Gene S., Ann W., Bonnie, Gary, Eddie,
Harry, Sue, Anna May, Jimmy Jane, Kathy, and Eunice.
The annual NHS party put on by the new members was held
at the Morrows’ cabin at River Haven. John and Elaine, Billy
Burbage and Judy H., Stanley Biggers and Mary Hill, Bryan and
Diane Griffin really enjoyed all of that barbecued chicken—in
fact, everyone did.
Chiara Zoffoli enjoyed several surprise parties on her recent
eighteenth birthday. Pam Truette gave her a party at her home
where Chiara was presented with a bracelet of silver discs engraved
with names of her friends. Linda Wilhoit had a supper party,
where Jeanette Varner, Judy L., Trena B., presented Chiara with
presents. The last party was given by Mrs. Armfield’s second pe
riod English Class. Here Chiara was presented with a book of
American poetry.
They say that “all good things must come to an end” and so
another year of school and another class graduates. It’s going
to be sad for us to leave all the friends we’ve made, but we must.
Pause-
“Hey, I’ve got it! Have you
tried acting real dumb like?
Figure out some way to get him
over here tomorrow afternoon
and let him explain baseball.”
“You know good and well he
has practice every afternoon un
til 6:00, then he goes home and
stuffs himself and goes to bed.”
“That’s right! Well—then try
his second love next. FOOD! Ask
him' over for supper or some
thing.”
“The more you talk, the dumb
er the ideas get. Do you know
what I can cook? Nothing! That’s
spelled N-O-T-H-I-N-G—in fact,
it’s quite an accomplishment
when I slap some peanut butter
between two pieces of bread.”
“Cheat then, ask him over Sat
urday to watch the ballgame on
TN. You can get your mother to
make a cake and some junk like
that to eat. He’s so gullible he’ll
think you made it.”
“Oh, all right. I’m about at the
point where I’ll try anything! I’ll
grab him after history tomorrow
and ask him.”
“Good, I’ll meet you at your
locker afterwards and see how
things went.”
“O. K. Bye—I’ve gotta get home
—We’re having company for sup
per.”
Feeling a little more encourag
ed, Sandra hurried home.
The next morning she spent an
extra half an hour fixing her
hair, putting on her prettiest
skirt and sweater, and snitching
So this is Snoopy and Droopy saying good-bye to ASHS stu
dents and to the graduating seniors.
Your spying friends,
SNOOPY AND DROOPY.
some of her mother’s perfume.
She finally left for school with
her spirits high, just in time to
reach her desk before the tardy
bell rang. She had history third
period: that meant she had to
go through three agonizing hours
of wondering and waiting.
At last, history was almost
over. After thirty minutes of
primping instead of taking notes,
Sandra anxiously awaited the
bell.—Ring!
“Oh, my gosh, that’s it. O. K
girl, let’s do this right,” she said
to herself.
Meeting Don in the hall, she
almost lost her nerve, but good
old reliable Martha gave her a
little push.
“Hi Don.”
“Howdy.”
“Say, I was just wondering if
maybe you’d like to come over to
the house Saturday and watch
Los Angeles and Milwaukee play
on TV. I’ll fix some cake and
sandwiches, and you can explain
‘the great game’ to me.”
“Wow, will wonders never
cease? Are you ever changing
your colors! Gee, I’d love to, but
we play East High Saturday. I’ll
take a rain check though.”
Trying to hide the disappoint
ment she replied, “Oh sure, it’s
too bad—I didn’t know. Well,
that’s the breaks I guess. I’ll
see you. Maybe we can do it
some other time.”
“Sure—I’m sorry.”
That night, Friday, the weath
er and Sandra’s mood certainly
coincided. Dreary and rainy. She
couldn’t keep her mind off of the
disappointment over Don. After
crying since she came home from
school, she finally gave in to
sweet sleep, dreaming of what
might have happened if it had
not been for that mean old ball
game.
The next morning she awoke to
the combined noises of the ring
ing telephone and the still pour
ing rain. Knowing her mother
was busy she hurried to the
phone. It was “that” voice.
“Hi—this is Don. Did I wake
you up?”
“Oh no,” she fibbed, “I’ve been
up for hours,” trying to cover up
the yawn.
“Well, then I guess you knoW
the game’s been postponed be
cause of this lowsy rain. Thought
maybe if you hadn’t planned
anything else, I’d come over and
watch that game. O.K.?”
“Sure, that’s great. I’ll be
looking for you after lunch. Bye.’
“That wonderful, glorious,
beautiful rain,” she said. “I nev
er realized how much it makes
things grow: friendships as well
as plants.”