Fulton High School - Falcon Yearbook (Knoxville, TN)

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Last Will and Testament of O the Sen lor Class When in the course of human? - events it becomes necessary to depart from dear ole' Fulton High School, we of the Senior Class are about to shed some duck tears. We have to leave, but we can't take it with us. So-we leave to: THE JUNIORS - All our bandages and medicines in the hope that they won't get cut as much as we did. THE SOPHOMORES - The Green Hornet, in the hope that they can make it run. THE FRESHMEN - All our ropes in the hope that they will be able to hang as loose as we did for 4 years. COACH SHARP - All our fathers' suspenclers in the hope that something will come up. COLONEL LOWERY - The duck tears that we have just shed in hopes that they put out the fires in the sinks. ' MISS VAUGHT - An elevator lhandy pocket sizeb so she won't have to walk up those 99 steps from Broadway. MISS KENT - All our cuss words, if you'll pardon the slang. MR. TURLEY - A ioke book to replenish his threadbare supply of iokes. MISS BEVERLEY 4 The hopes of selling more annuals next year. MISS PAUL - Another historical fact: Mr. Andre was the best metal termite in the nation. MR. TORRESANI - All the sawdust out of our heads for use in future students. MISS CHESNUTT - All our imperfections along with a tear for the few students that didn't have any. MISS ADCOCK - A beautiful orchid to wear in her hair to school everyday. MR. GAMMON - Our gratitude for the good ole' Joe he has been to us. MRS. CARUTHERS - All our clocking typewriters in hopes that she will get a per- manent room for them. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all students are created equal lTeach- ers! Please take note and make an effort to pass us.D We therefore, solemnly leave .......... if we can. The Senior Class by Barbara Davis Barbara Buckley 33

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Bill Warwick Bill Watkins Mono Weaver Carolyn Webb Janice Whiteside Linda Wight Phyllis Williams Sonny Wilson Gayle Wolfe l l Bobby June Wright Bill York Charles You ng Barbara Dunn Lester Malmquist Charles Stevens

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x Attention Ladies cmd Gentlemen, Goofs, and Idiots! You are about to witness the greatest spectacle of all time. - 4 seconds - 3 seconds - 2 seconds - l second - And now the Big Bad Bird is zooming into space. Destination - land of Eternal Stupidity. You know of course, that the brains behind this deal is none other than the great master mind, Eugene Cox. And we must not forget the wonderful mechanical geniuses who built the ship, Owen Hornby, Bill Watkins, and Earl Nashville Wells, As we look into the control room, we see Gerald Sex Appeal Raine, Ozzie Huffaker, and Fern Lou Bales fHaw'd she get in heref-'J vainly trying to decide which way is up. You see, Gerald insists that to go up you must head sideways. Leaving the control room, we step into the kitchen of the ship. Cooking madly away are Pat Chambers, Marilyn Coatney, and Iva Lee Hill. Peering over their shoulders is the universally famous dietitian, Faye Large. Over in the corner we see the two most successful dishwashers of all time, singing Granclma's Lye Soap and using same, Joe Rogers and Pat - ah! Pardon me! - Patricia Hinds. Now we are entering the recreation room. In the center is a beautiful and gigantic swimming pool. Swimming around is the wonder of the universe, Saralene Sardine Johnson. A reporter standing by, Charles Kennedy, tells us that there has iust been a bathing beauty contest. Judges were: Robert Reeverts, Frankie Blackett, and Charlie BuIl Durham. They are now warbling their theme song, Knight and Day . Instead of having a head iudge, there was a figure judge, Raymond Bell. By the way, the winner was the gorgeous, figure-perfect Buggy Buck Buckley. At this time we must mention that we have the new president of the United Mine Workers, Bill Mogo Rook, with us today. By the way, he is also the heavyweight wrestling champion of the universe. As the strains of In the Sweet By and By reach our ears, we see Rev. James Cavalaris conducting a prayer service for Billy Neel. Poor Bill'is loved by all women, especially one Louise Bales, and has a horrible time keeping them away. Next is the Night Club, where a stupendous fmostly stupidi floor show is going on. These is the immortal J. Cobb Easterly singing Asleep in the Deep iWe wish he werel. And now the beautiful torch singer, Barbara Davis is practicing fire swallowing with her torches while the band plays Kiss of Fire . lncidentally, the band leader is none other than Don Edwards. Entertaining the poor sats on the first row, lWildl Bill Big Red Dooker Satterfield and Bob Little Red Dooker Miller, is a marvelous bubble 34