Chipley High School - Paw Prints Yearbook (Chipley, FL)

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Life at Chipley High School was filled with images which will be longingly recalled. We cannot forget the sights of J.D. Adams in the homecoming skit, couples standing in the hall, students dashing about when the tardy bell rang, rubber bands in class, dancing figures in the gym at homecoming, tne combo luncn counter, the smoking area, and Mr. Williams in the same place at the same time every day. Bees buzzing around garbage cans, something burning in Mr. Collins’ class, sweaty tennis shoes, the lunchroom before lunch, grape bubble yum, hamburgers and popcorn at ballgames, a crowded school bus, magic markers and frogs in formaldehyde were pungent smells of our world. Our ears rang with the vibrating sounds of slamming locker doors, ringing bells and trudging feet, Fred Early’s voice saying. “May I have your attention please.”, snoring during lectures, typewriters and sewing machines on the north hall, saws and hammers in the Ag. building, the band during second Eeriod, giggling girls on “Fifties ay”, people getting paddled in the office, and the train.

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Tiger Pride, for those who participated, in athletic competition was the regretful end of a senior season, the crash of helmets on the field, a resounding echo during a free throw, a quick, sharp “spike in a volleyball tournament, making the final points toward winning a track meet, hitting the homerun that “sewed up the game-sacrifice and pain. Tiger pride for the rest of us was a pep rally skit. Tuesday night games, brisk night air, shouting till our heads pounded, confetti in our hair, tears of joy and laughter, a feeling of unity and hoarseness in the morning as we learned difficult lessons about victory and defeat. Tiger Pride is the life blood of athletic competition at Chipley High School. The sound of the band, more girls’ sports, the aroma of popcorn, signs in the hall and cheers for the blue and gold are all mingled memories of our year-1978. II