Midland City High School - Treasure Chest Yearbook (Midland City, AL)

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CLASS HISTORY History is defined as a narrative that records and explains past events. The following is history only in so far as it records events connected with our class. This record gives a partial explanation as to why we are what we are today. To a group of six-year-olds, 1940 was the most outstanding year in all history - - the class of '52 started to school. Yes, a strange group of little figures crept timidly to the doors of learning at Midland City School. Who were they? Where were they going? Let’s take a look. Our first year was a very successful one with Mrs. William Norrell and Miss Peebles as instructors. However, we didn't know too much about all the first-graders because we were a divided class. With a feeling of more confidence we entered the second grade. We were fortunate during our elementary school life to have such competent leaders as: Miss Willie Hudson, Mrs. Doris (Woods) Oxendine, Mrs. J. J. Steele, Mrs. Vela Riley, Mrs. Ross and Mrs. Spella Woodham. After six hard years of struggling for existence, the happy day of May 24,1946, the day we held those precious diplomas in our shaking hands, finally arrived. However, we couldn't help but wonder if it was a reward well-earned. In the fall of 1946 our class appeared at the doors of Midland City School to be admitted as High School Students. We had long anticipated this day when we could experience the privilege of going from room to room with a different teacher for each class. The routine was somewhat confusing at first, but we soon fell into the new order. This year we picked up a few new members who were searching for knowledge such as Mariam Marsh, Charles Prince, Ruth Lingo, Bonny Adkins, Jackie King, Howard Lee, and Sue McNeal. With forty-eight in a class we were once again forced to be divided. Mrs. J. W. Daniels instructing the girls, and Mrs. Lessie Foreman guiding the boys. In 1947 we entered the eighth grade having Mrs. Virginia Andrews and Mr. William Cutchens as our leaders. Again we were divided. We always seemed to enter each succeeding school year with greater enthusiasm and eagerness. The year 1948 brought quite a few changes about in our class. It seemed as if everyone was leaving their childish stage and beginning to think and take life more seriously. We owe Mr. T. H. Robertson our heartfelt thanks for his kind assistance and leadership during this our Junior II year. After three years on the road of wisdom and learning in Junior High School we advanced into Senior High School with Mrs. Wilmer Parker as our kind and understanding leader. 1949, our Sophomore year, will be well-remembered in our lives, but Seniors, can we ever for- get the day we entered ever-faithful M. C. H. S. as Juniors? This year was very meamngtul to us as we had the pleasure of entertaining the Seniors with a very successful banquet bearing the title, The Gay Nineties. During this same year we followed the custom of presenting a Junior Play, Aaron Slick from Punkin Crick. in which we displayed our talent under the patient direction of Miss Evelyn Kelley. And to you Miss Kelley, may we voice our deepest appreciation. Alas! Seniors. 1951 has brought us to our long sought goal. Realizing this as being our last year we have worked harder and enjoyed our activities more with the kind patience and guidance of Miss Blanch McKay. In recognition of, and gratitude for a job well-done to you, Miss McKay, we say, Thank you. Seniors, in closing, we must realize that the road ahead will at times be steep and rocky, that the atmosphere will be drab and heavy, but the days are full of challenge to the courageous, even more so than ever. However, we have mixed in enough fun and gaiety to lighten our way, but let's strive with an endeavor to make tomorrow ours and in it we shall succeed. And now as we journey on into the future, we bid to each of you students and to our beloved teach- ers a fond farewell. Class Historian Martha Nelle Thompson

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HAZEL ROBERSON A smile for every girl and two for every boy. ” Junior Play; FHA 1,2,3,4; Journalism Club 4; Who's Who. SARAH NELL TIDWELL They hear her not and see her not, just the same she's worth a lot. Who's Who; Dramatics Club 2. FRANK SELLERS We love him for his willingness — his ready smile and friendliness. Baseball 1,2,3,4; Who's Who; M Club 3, Football 2,3, 4. OLIVE PEARL WARD He floats upon the river of her thoughts. FHA 1, 2, 3,4; Beta Club 4; Librarian 1; FHA Quartet 2,3,4; Who's Who; Glee Club 1,2; Junior Play RANDAL TICE His friends are many; his foes -- has he any? Football 2,3,4; Basketball 1,2,3,4; M Club 3, 4; Who's Who; Baseball 2,3. RUTH WOODHAM A maiden demure and sweet whom every- one delights to meet. ” Student Council Representative 2; Dra- matics Club 2; Homecoming Queen 2; FHA Treasurer 2; FHA 1,2,3, 4; Journa- lism Club 3,4; Beta Club 3,4; Librarian Club 3,4; Who's Who; Annual Staff; Cheer- leader 4; M” Club 4; Junior Play; Society Editor of Journalism Club.

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CLASS PROPHECY OF ’52 SENIORS I had just boarded a plane for an around the world expedition to study conditions of children in other countries. My trip was being sponsored by the Alabama Conference of'the Methodist Church. To my great surprise I recognized the pilot as Randal Tice, a former classmate. This reminded me that it had been ten years since our high school days had ended. He told me about several other classmates. He said that Frank Sellers was a farmer down at Pinckard; Robert Moring was manager of his father's car business in Pinckard; and that Mary Ivey Mathis was also living in Pinckard keeping house. At my stop in Washington D. C.. I decided to do a bit of sight-seeing. There I met Ruth Woodham. our class beauty, doing a very good job as a secretary. She said Nell Jenkins, her husband and son were living on a cattle farm in New Mexico. Hazel Roberson, the wife of a famous baseball star, was living in Minnesota. After leaving her, I went into a bookstore to purchase a novel. I saw an interesting title written by Victoria Hardy. While reading the introduction, I discovered to my great amazement that it was written by Janis Reynolds Hardy using the former as a pen name. My next stop was in New York City. I had always wanted to see this great city. While strolling down Fifth Avenue, taking in all the sights, I saw three familiar faces. Instantly I recognized them to be Lettie Enfinger, Olive Ward and Ruth Lingo. Lettie and Olive were nurses at Charity Hospital in New Orleans. Ruth was a nurse in the city hospital of New York. The former were vacationing with Ruth. The four of us had dinner together and talked over old times and old classmates. I learned that Martha Thompson was doing a wonderful job as a housewife in Ozark. Jeanette Chapman was a bookkeeper in Panama City. Martha Richard was a typist in Dothan. Bonnie Adkins, the wife of a former M.C.H.S. graduate, was living in Dothan. Mariam Marsh was living in San Antonio combining homemaking with her job as a clerical worker at Lackland Air Force Base. Carol Palmer was living on a prosperous farm near Midland City. Sarah Tidwell and Charlotte Rice were secretaries in Atlanta. Howard Lee was now operating his father's market in Napier Field. We had discussed all that each of us knew, so we parted with the promise to keep in touch with each other. Many days afterwards, I found myself in Korea. This was to be my last stop in a foreign country. I went to see the head missionary in Seoul. To my great surprise I discovered it to be none other than Gerolene Marshall and her husband. A week after my visit in Korea I was back in the U.S. While looking over San Francisco, I was in store for another surprise. I met Sue Roberson McNeal and her little daughter. She was living a few miles from San Francisco. At the airport in Nashville I recognized the mechanic to be Bennie Corbin who was checking the air- planes as they prepared to leave. He told me Bill McCallister was manager of a furniture company a few miles from there. My last stop was a visit to Midland City. To my great joy, I arrived in time to see a big football game between Midland City and Clio. Another surprise was in store for me here. Charles Prince was the coach for Midland City. During the game I met Bryan Carlisle who was a big time farmer near Midland City. At last 1 was returning to my work in Montgomery. While walking to my apartment, I was thinking that I had missed seeing only one member of my graduating class, when suddenly I bumped into some- one. That someone turned out to be Jackie King. After apologizing for being so rude, I learned he was assistant coach at Sidney Lanier High School. Suddenly I awoke to find I had only been dreaming. But what a wonderful dream it was. I had seen all of my classmates established in their careers. I wondered ould this be true,and somehow I knew that it was. Loretta Taylor Class Prophet