Florence High School - Eagle Yearbook (Florence, MS)

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CLASS HISTORY Twelve years ago we, the famous digf1it2fiC5 Qas of nowj approached the old Alma Mater with a disdainful eye, and a somewhat faltering step. At that time we didn't realize that we were to be one of the largest graduating classes of Florence High School. As we struggled through grammar school, we were joined by a few students, some temporary classmates, but some who remained to graduate with us. As we look back through the long memory filled years, we catch glimpses of school days, programs, parties, playmates and teachers, who some how managed to be patient with us. When we achieved our position as ninth graders, we were joined by many girls and boys from Plain and Clear Branch. At that time we were the largest class in school. In the tenth grade as sophisticated sophomores, the girls remember the excited moments while serving at the junior-Senior Banquet, dressed as Hawaiian girls. The boys will never forget trying to organize a football team, the team of several years later. Also, an outstanding memory, is that of our class winning the school basketball tournaments in 1947. As eleventh graders, we look back on pleasant associates with fellow students in the junior play, the junior-Senior Banquet and wonderful parties. Incidentally, our girls won the basketball tournaments again that year. ' Now, in the year of nineteen hundred and forty-nine, we, the dignified seniors, already have had many pleasant experiences to recall in our later years. We can remember when we looked forward with glowing anticipation to being Dignified Seniors, and wondered how it would feel. Somehow, we don't feel the way we thought we would. With a graduating class of 31, we are really brokenhearted to leave our old Alma Mater, which we have watched make progress. But all good things have to end someday, so with our long awaited sheepskin in one hand, and tears in our eyes, we try to hide our hankies in our other hand as we sadly tell all our fellow students Adieu.

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Billie Walton Why tell the truth? No- body's going to believe anyway. Elsie Wansley A merry heart goes all the day. A sad tires in a while. Amelia Whitfield Neither here nor thereg al ways everywhere. Wanda Jean Whittington She is worth her weight in gold. ',,,V'!'-xhsi, tn 'uf' Q l'wy SENIORS john Walton Never trouble trouble, till trouble troubles you. joan Webb Wise looking, but perfect- ly harmless. Mary Ann Whitfield Here today, and gone to- I'IlOI'I'0W. K

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SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of 1949, of Florence High School, being in full possession of such mental faculties as we possess or claim to possess, do hereby make and declare this to be our last will and testament in form and manner as follows: To the community at large, we bequeath the influence we have been for the honor- able and better things of life. To the entire student body, we leave our capacity for fun, our ability to giggle, our good times, our friendship, our loyalty, and our example as outstanding students. Our record has been spotless, and in all the annuals of our career, we have done no deed, as a class, that we need blush for. To the Junior Class, we bestow our richest treasures. Our Senior dignity, our ex- celling wit, our superlative brilliancy, our splendid grades, and our triumphant exit as the most popular class this school has ever seen-these are the rare treasures we hand down to the coming Senior Class. To our beloved faculty, we give and bequeath all the amazing knowledge and startling information that we have furnished them from time to time in our various test papers. We hereby devise, will, bequeath, and convey our following earthly possessions and all the dangles and bangles thereunto belonging to the enfeebled intellects of our successors, the juniors, to be held by them, or thrown away, and it is hereby stated that there must be no loud crying if above mentioned legatees fail to be pleased with the presents they received. I, L'MEREE TUCKER, do bequeath my ability to get along with the male popula- tion of this institution to Jeannine Terry. I, MARGARETT ALLISTON, do bequeath my ability to get up at 8:19 and get to school at 8:20 to Dan Keel, P. D. Q. I, MARY ANNA WHITFIELD, do bequeath my ability to understand Mr. Keel's questions to Billy Mitchell and Wayne Shows. I, HELEN RUNNELS, do bequeath my girlish figure to Edna Earl Singletary.