Ensley High School - Jacket Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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CLASS HISTORY ChiS of Way ’47 I um ilk- spirit of Knsley High School I have seen Knsley grow and expand. 1 have seen her grow old hnt always remain young in spirit anil activity. Hundreds U|k»ii hundreds of students have opened my doors many thousands of times. The roster of American citizens has added many good Knslcy names. Yes. I am the spirit of lvnsley. My hair is gray hut my purpose i% always fresh. In the last four years 1 have been very lutsy. I prompted one of the greatest football teams in Knslcy's history to victory. Kverv student felt me sitting beside him in the stands as he yelled his lungs out. It was my unseen hand that put that lump in the throats of Kmlcy’s students a- names from our Honor Roll were read. I have been with Knsley's students as they roamed the dark halls and peered out the dusty windows. For years the lower lockers have been a symbol of my freshmen and the proud, self-confident look a mark of the Seniors. I opened the door for the first time on September 2. l‘ 43 with Killy Quinn and found my way to the hand room with Robert Troncale. Mary Ann Marker was actually pleased with the first schedule I ever gave her. Joyce Avery looked at my dark halls in wonder that first day. while Ann Blaylock and Katherine Heaver sneaked around to 206 for their first look and a long stay. Bernice Calafraucesco really enjoyed her stay in my atmosphere for four years, but was glad to leave she says. Mr. Carnes found an able assistant when Frances Freeman became a freshman. My Honor Society had a careful eye on Itnogcnc Gibson. Klizabcth Trammell. ami Don Davies from the very first semester. Carolyn Kay and Iter beautiful red hair loved my damp halls on rainy days. Betty hoggins has really rushed to leave my old classrooms hut now -die wants to hang around a little longer. Mildred Maxwell spent most of her early days in my l.atin Class. Rita Murray did a wonderful job leading my hand as Robert Camp and Johnnie Wallis led an lvnsley team to victory u|k»ii victory. Jane Moore, Faye Bartlett, and JackJeen I'Dell could be seen anytime roaming my halls as a trio. Frances Taylor was very proud of her rank in my R. O. T. C. Peggy Tutten Ixxainc quite a writer in her stay under mv root. Joe Myers. Dick Morgan, and Clarence Brodie nearly drove Mr. Slaughter mad when they finally got into one of my Trig classes. Billy Key and Robert Crawford could be seen every morning marching with the R. O. 'I'. C. outside my sacred walls, lvnsley took a step ahead with the Marshal Cabinet with Paul Abbott and William Wallace as marshals. cry often from my hand room came the sound of Jimmy Conley and James Horton warming up. Hamlet provided much entertainment in my Knglish class for Helen 1 rev-arthrn, Ktovlc McCain, ami Grace Vaughn. Bruce Green-hill and Thomas Traylor proved quite the journalist on my school paper and annual. Kveryonc loved my lunchroom especially when James l.co became part owner. A smell we will long r: member is that raised by Tommy Paxton and I.ois Jones in chemistry. Down on the first floor Phyllis Russo and Peggy FischhaCk were thrilling the French teachers about the same time. We were fortunate to have a Woodlnwn pupil come into our midst. Site was Betty Jean Gray. Joseph Grogan. Has-sel Crawford, and Jesse Ridgeway found ample time for leisure going even so far as learning to sleep in class. Kenneth Seale. Charles Anderson and Ivarl Varnon have been quite the lady killers in the past forty-eight months. Ann Farmer, however, was loved by everyone. Glenn Yarbrough waited until the eighth semester to have that wreck on his motor scooter trying to get here before my late Ik-11 rang. Hihn McCain ami Nellie Mae Rc.!»crt-son really worked hard to acquire their black robes but they were well awarded. Shaking of hard work Anthony I.omhardo and Wayne Wilson carried home Stacks of books at night and not just to impress their mothers Juanita Bell will lx- remembered around my halls tor her very friendly smile. And no one will ever forget how Frenchy Mouchett really got ahead in art and journalism. These are just a few people that we will long rememljcr. hut we will never forget these past four years. —Charles Cox

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NIDR of anuanj Xaerator$—Sylvia Walker, Louise Fly, Kathleen Jones. 'inn'—The present. Settuiff—An old trunk lia' been brought down from the attic and three K. H. S. seniors are eagerly exploring into its depths. Sylvia—I was rummaging through the attic the other day and I came across this old trunk. I used to stick things it in. little souvenirs that I gathered here and there. Let’s ojk-ii it. what do you sav? Louise- -Well, what in the world is a Boy Scout kerchief doing here? Oh. 1 remember! It belongs to J. O. Taut. Me and Harry Early were honor Scouts. Remember the time they got caught in the wild hull’s pasture? Kathleen—Anti here’s another kerchief. Oh, it’- the iKindantm Ann Jackson wore all through high school. Sylvia—Look, a cluerleader’s letter. I’ll l»ct it belongs to Hetty Jean Dickinson, she was one of the ! est checr-leadtrs we’ve ever had. Here’s a little booklet and 1 bet it’s Mary Carol Copland's pm try. Kathleen—Here’s Boh Conry’s French book. Remeni-lx r how hard he tried to convince Miss Metcalfe that his Kentucky accent prevented him from speaking French fluently? Sylvia—And this is Nancy Bailey’s baton. Those were the good old days when she used to strut down Legion Field with the band. Louise—What kind of drawing is this? Oh, some of Hetty York’ doodlings. She used to do that instead of studying in History class. Look at this pin-up picture. One of V’igdor Sarasolm’s gals. He had quite a few flames in Texas, you know! Kathleen Here’s Simpson Pepper's baseball glove. Why. as far Ivack as I can remember, he's gone out for all sjKirts, especially baseball! Louise—And this is Jackie Beck's chemistry l ook. It’s so beaten up I can hardly tell what it is. Jackie really struggled in Mr. Farr's chemistry das- ! Sylvia—Well. hx k at all these Math papers. Why, here's the homework of nearly all of the Senior Class. And Ix-ncath is an exact copy of each page in Marvin Scarbrough's handwriting. Copying? Of course not!! Quite unlike him were Alice Carrington and Peggy Sue Wright, though. Louise—Who’s sailor cap is this? Oh. of course! It Itclongs to Fred Chambers. He. Joe Wheel is. and Thomas Edwards, our veterans, decided to help the man-power shortage at dear ole E. H. S. out, by coming back to school. Sylvia—What's this little card, say? Hmtntnm! “for expert hair dressing see Monsieur John Purvis.” I told you he’d get the big head if you let him roll your hair in English class. Kathleen. Kathleen—This must he a moccasin Sam John and George Lambeth made at camp. They spent their sum- mers at camp, making the little boys behave. Louise—My, what a pretty tie—It's one of Karl Smiths. Now there’s a guy with gixxl looking clothes. Sylvia—1 know that none of us will ever forget how useful this little rat handbook was to us. Dixie McWhorter really had a time, hut when those big brown eyes looked so longingly up into a male upper classman's face, few refused to show her to her class. Louise—That reminds me of Betty Robertson, even in the first semester, could lx- seen engrossed in deep conversation with almost any member of the stronger sex. Kathleen—Speaking of the stronger sex reminds me of Scott Jackson and Robert Jones. I can see them now, fitting on the edge of their seats waiting for the lunch bell to ring. They wanted to prove their strength by getting out the door first. Sylvia—Here’s a hair barrette. I Ixit it’s Jean Heath's. Didn't she have the prettiest blonde hair? And here are two blue ribbons awarded to Jack Cotton and Thomas Hicks for their excellent service at the Grandstand. Both boys showed more pretty young ladies to their scats than any of the other ushers. Sylvia—That’s all in the trunk except this old scrap-Itook. Here are some newspaper clippings. Kathleen—Why this one is about Norma Jean Spark ' Some talent scout from Hollywood heard Norma Jean's lovely voice on one of our assembly programs, and it's rumored that she will be offeree! a screen test. Louise—This next clipping is about Betty Lou Smith Here are several clippings proclaiming her ability as an actress. We are very proud of her. Kathleen—Here are a few pictures. One of Marie Pizzatola. This must have Ixen made Itcfore her accident in the gym. she doesn't have that pretty shiner in this picture. Louise—Betty Moffatt looks cute in this one. It was snapped of her in her acrobatic costume at the football game. Kathleen—And this i% Peggy Fleck, in one of her calm moments. She used to dash madly into session room shouting, Here I am. you lucky people! Sylvia—Here's Joyce Valentine. She once wondered how she'd ever learn shorthand? Now she's a secretary. And here’s a picture of Roland Wilson. Roland was a little late joining us at Ensley, hut he wasn't long catching up. This is Peggy Howland, she was first in debating but always la t into session room in the morning. Kathleen—But the last picture is Martha Gilkvy. Site had the prettiest naturally curly hair. Ml the girls envied her in rainy weather. Sylvia—Well, that’s about all. Just when 1 was having such a swell time reminiscing, too! Seems Irani to believe those good old clays are so nearly over. But there'll he lot' of good “new” days ahead Won't there, gang f ? :'

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3. SENIOR CLu of Ji anuary 1. Betty Allen, will my ability to get chunked out of school ti» my little brother “Goon . I, Ben Clifton, will the mop handle at the Ernlcy f to “Wild-Bill” Mart. I. Jackie Beck, will my sparking white teeth to Bob Hope. We, Jack Cotton and Bobby Day, will our hurlin' arms to all the lads on the baseball team. I, Betty Nell Bristow, will my speckled complexion to Nancy Jackson. I, Alice Carrington, will my height to Nell Shoemaker. We, (Jordon Flynn and Tommy McWilliams, will our mathematical knowledge to Gus Kamp and Jimmie McRae. I. Margaret Culver, will my quiet nature to Barbara King. We, Alton Hand ami Scott Jackson, will our masculine voices to Billy Shephard ami Hugh Craig. I. Margaret Doss, will my dark hair to all the “Peroxide Kids . I. I.oui-e Fly. will my ability to “hook a man to all prospective “old-maids . I. Robert l.owdcr, will my nick-name, “Bottleneck to Dick Tracy. We, Carolyn Hassler and Paula Scott, will our lasting friendship to the Barker Twins. I. Newell Hendon, will my chair, in an otherwise all hoy Physics class, to Jane Riddle. I, John Steele, will the “Frog in my throat to Edmund Lambeth. Wc, Lena Priola, Carolyn McCain, Betty Robertson, and Sue McWilliams, will our respective “Swaggers to all the girls in the Freshman Class. I, John D. Stewart, will my cigaret lighter to the 3rd Floor boys lav. I. Catherine McDuffie, will my curly hair to all the pin-up cuties. We, Jack Palmer. Max Powell, and Walter Valentine, will our love of the “weeds to Mr. Carnes. I. J. 0. Taut, will my house on the hill to the folks of lower Enslcy. I, Jackie I.cndcrman, will my petiteness to my sister Joyce. I. Marvin Scarbough, will my ability to grow flowers t« Miss Till's Biology Class. I. Karl Smith, will my R. O. T. C. Stripes to Forrest Seale. I, Betty Loggias. will my lady like hands to all tl»c Home-lie. Girls. I, Dixie McWhorter, will my Wylam Accent to Mary l.ou Williamson. 1. Joe Troncale, will my ability as a druggist to Alvin Gibbs. I, Bena Marino, will my pretty clothes to all the girls. I. Roland Wilson, will my ability to have 3 sisters and still keep my hair to all the Itcn-peckcd lads of K. II. S. I, Peggy Murray, will my place in the choir to anyone who wants it. We. Margaret Pillitari. Betty Sims. Joyce Smith. Joyce Valentine. Betty June Vandiver, and Mary Ann Bo-reasky. will our place in old Iv. H. S. to the Rats who arc coming in next semester.