Florence High School - Eagle Yearbook (Florence, MS)

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THE CLASS VISION They had told me I must prophesy, but, I knew not what to do, For I was not born a prophet any more than one of you, I had spent the day in study and in thinking, hard and deep, So I now, all worn and weary lay me down and fell asleep, I had lain there but a moment in that slumber, calm and sweet, When I rose, refreshed and strengthened, and stepped out on the street But I very soon discovered that I was in a strange place, For I saw not one known figure nor an old familiar face. I could scarce believe my senses when I saw an airship line Reading Welcome Florence Seniors of nineteen forty-nine, While I puzzled over this problem, staring round with open eyesg' Looking for some one to question of this marvelous surprise, I beheld near me a lady coming on with footsteps slow, And I thought I would ask her and learn what I wished to knowg As she came to be still nearer, I thought I had seen that face, Somewhere else, yet could not put it in exactly its right place. But at last she stood before me and all wonder vanished quite, 'Twas my old chum, Rita May, and I met her with delight, She seemed quite surprised to see me, said I had been long away, And gave me an invitation to remain with her that day, Her kind offer I accepted, and she took me by the hand Led me to a near by roof-top where the sign read News Stand There she purchased a copy of The Eagle , and away we went Anxious to recall memories and look over our current event. Soon we passed a corner that looked like old times to me, For it was the well-known corner where our High School used to be! Now the campus had changed, modern buildings occupied the ground In fact, the school was so large it looked like a small town, By and by we reached Rita's home-her husbands too, But he was a traveling salesman, so I didnlt find out who! With delicious cookies and cup filled with piping hot tea We hurriedly sat down with the Eagle to see what we could see. This current issue dated April, nineteen hundred and fifty-nine, Featured Nolan Sims, our class president, in the headline, As a super fisherman, he had evidence of his tall fish tale For he had succeeded in landing a three thousand pound whaleg Below this was a picture of a handsome man riding high, I knew it must be joe Paul, by the twinkle in his eyeg He had broken the world's speed record as the flying Ace, His wife, a blonde, had been his co-pilot throughout the race.

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SENIOR CLASS WILL We, MAXINE CRAIN and MILDRED CRAIN, bequeath our ability to get our names mixed to Gloria Crain and Mildred Crain. I, ELSIE WANSLEY, bequeath my irresistible giggles and happy disposition to Kathleen Loflin. I, HELEN NEELY, bequeath my ability to hook fiance to Sara Nell Steen. I, DORIS HEMPHILL, will my envied place as most dignified senior to Halbert Ethel Whittington. I, WANDA JEAN WHITTINGTON, leave iny notes and letters to Martha Ann Burke for publication in next year's school paper. We, JOAN WEBB and PATSY LOFLIN, will all our excuse blanks and absence privileges to Percy Thorn and Pat McNatt. I, RUTH BYRD, bequeath my ability to obtain a job to Margaret Chastain. I, FAYE STUCKEY, do bequeath my ability to make straight A average to john Shivers. We hereby declare all previous promises to pay, will or testaments made by this class as null and void. We hereby appoint as sole administrator of this will, our Superintendent, Dan T. Keel, to administer this will and testament as he sees best. In witness whereof, we attach the signature of the class of '49, the second day of May in the year of the restless age.

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PROPHECY Mary Ann, bending her energies and devoting her time As manager for the Florence Press, had added this line, Support your Alma Mater's publication, Sl1bSCfibC d0H'f borrow- Keep youself up to date with the news of today and tomorrowgf While excitingly turning through the paper to the second page, Rita told me that Helen Runnels is now dancing on the stage, Billie, a soldier, Helen Neely, an old maid prim and ineatiwm Wanda Jean had grown so very heavy, anti fat was all she'd eat. The alumni column was filled with news of my former classmates, Patsy Ann and Estelle have become professionals on roller skates, joan and Elsie reported teaching, their ambition, was fulfilled, As bookkeeper, Mary Ethel Renno says she enjoys her work, She devotes her time to her duties and none will she shirkg Jeanette and Mildred are members of the Forest Hill P. T. A. They were elected home room mothers for jimmy and Willie Ray. A large picture of the New York Yankees, just look on page nine! Harvey Feaster, their Captain, from Florence, in the front line, Behind him is their pitcher, a gentleman standing straight and tall, Why, it is none other Emille Griffin who is still on the ball! The Florence Eagles are really making the headline news today, You haven't heard anything, let me read you what this had to say! joe Alliston, the lightweight champ, wrestles the Big Blimp tonight, We are expecting him to defend his title with this 640 pound mite. This is getting very interesting, Rosie Layne, said Rita to me, Jeanette Harper is with Guy in China and they are happy as can be L'Meree, still beautiful, is donning that uniform of white, Giving constant care to the sick and needy both day and night, Authur Compere's have added another volume to their book shelf, A son weighing eight pounds, and looking like Authur himself, Margarett Alliston not a nurse, as she had planned her life Was influenced by a doctor who wanted her for his wife. The door bell rang, there stood a little lady in a ditter, 'Twas time for her wedding, and she had no dress to fit'er, Down went our Eagle, for we were almost panic striken, Hearing Bobbie Nell, at last, the love-bug had bitten, Gasping frantically for something old, new, borrowed and blue, We at last were successful in getting her ready to say I dog They were standing before the altar ready to tie the knot, Reverend john stepped foreward, but his speech he forgot.