Decatur Boys High School - Caveat Emptor Yearbook (Decatur, GA)

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Class l-listory, With pleasant memories of our grammar school days still fresh on our minds, one hundred and thirty boys strong, we entered the Decatur Boys' High School, September, 193 6. Of course we were very modest and retiring. spoke only when spoken to and, sometimes, with fear and trembling. we refrained from speaking at the proper time. By the second quarter we had caught the school spirit and were determined to keep high the moral standards of our greatly beloved Alma Mater. We elected as our oflicers Frank Thomas and Eugene Jordan when we organized into a class. On stunt night we won first prize and really began to feel that we were a part of the school. Those who took General Science under the direction of Miss Minnie Barrett found out that it was not so easy after all. The X's and Y's of Algebra under Mr. Story and Mr. Loudermilk were dreaded by all of us. We were stunned in English under Mr. Wall and Miss Sarah Louise Head when we were assigned our first book report. Somehow most of us received our units for our Freshman year. and we were glad when June and our summer vaca- tion came around. After three months of fishing in the nearby streams and lakes and swimming at the beach, we were ready for another nine months of study under the direction of our most able faculty. We felt ourselves better able to master our new subjects, and in our own minds we thought of ourselves as men and looked down upon the shy Freshmen. We entered Algebra with great deter- mination for our new Advanced Algebra was almost unconquerable. English in our Sophomore year required a very large notebook every quarter, but under that most loved and respected teacher, Miss Mary Lou Culver, it was a pleasure to work on every day. Many of our class- mates visited Miss Barrett again with Biology and found the human body to be an interesting piece of machinery. We had to work harder to get our required units this year, but at the end of nine months of studying most of us succeeded in doing so. We were proud to say that we were a part of the student body of Decatur Boys' High. In our hearts there was a deeper love, most loyal support, and a lofty pride for our Alma Mater. Again we took a summer vacation with thoughts of fishing trips on our minds. Then, as Juniors, we looked upon the problems of life in an entirely different way. We knew what was expected of us, individually and collectively. Under the leadership and guidance of our faculty we were better equipped to meet the future. The angles and curves of Plane Geometry were as a jig-saw puzzle to the greater number of students taking it. English under Miss Crawford and Miss Culver was very interesting. and we were introduced to Mr. Shakes- peare by writing a theme about him. This year the Juniors won second place on stunt night. We did our best to show the Seniors a good time at the Junior-Senior Prom. I Major William- son took Major Dockler's position in Military as our P. M. S. fd T., and we made Honor School again this year. The football team won the N. G. I, C. and was invited to Tyler, Texas. We returned to school for the last time before venturing into the joy and problems of life. We were very dignified and looked upon the underclassmen as our servants. We entered the wide open doors of 300 and were greeted by that kind and smiling teacher. Miss Rubv Crawford. We rushed in and settled down to the serious business of mastering English IV. Many of our original classmates had fallen by the wayside. Physics under Mr. Haymore was very interesting. but it really required diligent studying. On April 25 we won first prize with our stunt that transformed many classmates into their hearts' desire. Once we thought that we could never endure four years of high school: now, we regret that but one year remains. After graduation, the climax of four years of high school training. the members of the Class of 1940 may drift apart, yet all will look back with pleasure on the days spent in dear old Decatur High. The Class of 1940 has proved the words of Shakespeare that all's well that ends well. . EUGENE JORDAN, Historian. Page eleven-The Caveat Em ptor

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Last Will and Testament We, the Senior Class of 1940 Decatur Boy's High School, having our right senses and being in a sound state of mind. in which we all agree, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament in the manner and form as follows: I, Dean Allen, will my cute curls to Bobby Sistrunk. We, Rudolph Allison and Alvin Moore, will our questionable mechanical skill to Joe Franklin and Lynn Kidd. I, Mason Barber, will my somewhat fruitless efforts to obtain good grades through assist- ing teachers to Jack Phelps. I. Charles Bates, will my high blood pressure to Edgar Williamson. l, Carl Boyer, leave my dashing military uniform to Jimmy Fisher. I, Billy Brawley, will my ability to talk with my hands to Edgar Bowers. I, Robert Brooke, will my very definite opinion of the Colored race to Sam Gillespie. I. B. T. Brooks. will my bully complex and tremendous size to Alfred Branch. I, Julian Brown, leave my ability to blush deep purple to Clark Laseter. H I. Louis Campbell, will my envied military commission as the major's little yes man to Jason Smith. I, Otis Brooks. will my famous hog-calling voice used this year for military purposes to Dean Powell. I. Thomas Cheeseman, will my scholarly achievements to Billy Jack. I, Marshall Child, leave my desire to play first base on the baseball team to Billy Poplin. I, Buddy Cofer. will to Billy Glaccum my self-appointed position as boxing instructor. XVe. Byron Couch and James Leonard. will to Albert Staley and Floyd Feely our well- known fascination to the fairer sex. V I, Wilbur Creech. leave my vast knowledge of very little to Roy Webster. I, Nick Cruger. will my remarkable Tommy Dorsey trombone playing to John Cone. I. James Davis, will my skillful manipulation of a typewriter to Mitchell Scrutchin. I, Marcel De La Rue, will my ability to talk for hours at a time and say nothing to Jack Rhodes. , . I, Slade Ellington, will those doubtful out-of-town dates which I talk so much about to Wilbur Lambert. I, M. L. English. will my clumsy manner to several Juniors. I am tired of bruises. I. David Ferrell, leave my perfect boxing form to Vklard Fincher. I, Allan Forsyth, will my inexhaustible supply of wise-cracks to Armand Hendee. I, Tom Franklin, will my school jobs as carpenter, electrician, gunsmith. mechanic. and general laborer to Homer Bradley, Bob Bennett, John Hunter, George Light, and the WPA, I. Bob Donald Budge Fuller leave my far-spread fame as a tennis player to Pat Murphy. I, Callan Gilbert, will my uncanny knack for soliciting rides to Fred Jenkins. XVe, Steele Gleaton and Jimmy Hargrove. leave our excellent scholastic record under Mr. McKneely to Bill Butler and Charles I-Ioniker. I, Eugene Golding. will my graceful form on the dance floor to Bo Pierce. I. Louis Harlan, leave my stylish military hat to Clark Harrison. I, Ed Hill, will my skillful ways with the women to H. A. Thornton. I, Deloney Hull, will my favorite hang-out-Tatum's Ranch -to Charles Marmelstein. NVe. Tom Hyndman and Lee I-Iigginbotham, will our complete disregard for those cute little neighbors next door to Mac Lovingood and Earl Bagaley. The Ca vent Emptor-Page twelve