Englewood High School - Golden Fleece Yearbook (Jacksonville, FL)

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wx CATHERINE STRAUGHN The most precious of all possessions IS a true loyal friend. SHARON STREET She is the happiest when she is singing. VERNON SUMMERSILL Teachers and classrooms are my only ob- iection to education. TANDY SWINK A merry light shines from her eyes. MAXINE SZELKELYI Who says school isn't fun? JOHN TAYLOR Men of cl few words are the best men. SENIORS ROSALIND STARLING Full of energy and pep . . . ALEX STEELE l've got the world on a string. BOB STEVENSON True to his work, his word, his friends. DENNIS THOMPSON Small in statue, but large in intellect. JOY TIFFANY I believe it because it's impossible. WAYNE TORBETT Most great men live in poverty, and I'm broke!

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SENIORS PATRICIA SEYMOUR Tell me, pretty maiden, are there any more at home like you? HAROLD SHEPHERD He tries to do his duty the best he can. ODINE SHEPPARD Life is sweet to everyone. it 5 NEDA SMITH A quiet tongue shows a wise head. SANDRA SOUDER A girl to whom so much was given. BONNIE SPETH A talented girl with a host of friends. JUNE SHIELDS Always laughing, never sad, sometimes naughty but never bad. WAYNE SHYKOVE Good will makes intelligence. MARTHA SIKES She is a mirror of all courtesy. ELIZABETH SMITH Never to be forgotten by all who know her. JUDIE SMITH Delightful, lovely, and a ioy to know. MELVIN SMITH Anything worth having is worth working for.

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SENIORS FRANCES TUCKER Light of spirit and happy of heart. MARY ANN TUCKER Deep in her heart ioy seems to dwell. GLENN TURNER He does no harm but always good. LARRY WATSON Don't ring the fire alarm, it's only me. GINALOU WATTS The sweetest essences are always confined in the smallest glasses. ARNOLD WELCH He looks the whole world in the face. LARRY ULRICH Neatness is never a mistake. BEN VANN The happiest person is the person who thinks the most interesting thoughts. CAROLYN WAAS She is like the breeze-gentle and sweet. GEORGANN WALKER Lets' have fun today. RODERICK WALTERS He seems indeed a man of destiny. CHARLES WATSON Genius is burning . . . I smell smoke.