Fort Meade High School - Fomehiso Yearbook (Fort Meade, FL)

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Senior Prophecy As I travel over the world buying and selling all kinds of pipes, I constantly find my old friends and classmates of fifteen years ago who have gone out to make their marks in life. One day when I was in New York City 1 saw a young man; a very tall man about 32 years of age standing in front of a grand and glorious looking theater. As 1 came closer I recognized the man as Myron Varn, the sole owner of this building and theater. Myron is prospering and doing well. He invited me to come back that evening as he had something in store for me. That evening just before the performance began he told me that Lillie Watson, one of our classmates, would give a lecture on Physical Culture. Myron also said that Mary Morgan is Latin instructor in Columbia University in New York City. Next 1 was in Washington, D. C. In the evening after completing my work with my customers I had the opportunity of visiting the Capitol. 1 was indeed glad to see my friend, Owen Mikell, who had been chosen chief justice of the Supreme Court of the United States. Owen told me that Edwin Williams had been chosen ambassador from the United States to England. Then Owen suggested that we go around to see him. We did so and 1 was very glad to see the old boy, indeed 1 was. We began talking and he brought up the subject of our old friends and told me that Rhoda Johnson was head nurse at the Walter Reid Hospital in Washington. From Washington I went to Atlantic City, N. J. The beauty contest of America was going on. That afternoon just before the parade started 1 noticed an adver- tisement for a concert that evening. The notice said that the famous musicians. Miss Fay Etta Hughey and Miss Nell Rutherford, would play that evening. When the parade started out came Edna Kilpatrick leading it. She won first prize very easil . I jumped from Atlantic City to Detroit. One evening 1 had the opportunity to go to grand opera. After the performance 1 had just walked outside when a lady spoke to me. It was Muriel Hewitt. While Muriel was waiting for her parents to come out we had a friendly chat for about fifteen minutes. When her parents came out we wished each other good luck and good night. 21

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Senior Class History It was on the first day of September, 1922, that we, the Class of ’26, filed through the study hall door as freshmen. Through the kindness of the faculty and some of the older students we soon got our subjects straight, and learned that Algebra was something to he studied and not a wild animal just escaped from the jungles of Africa. The other students soon learned that we cared not for their disdainful stares and let us go our way. And thus the agony of being a Freshman was soon over. On entering High School for our second year, we, the “Sophomores,” fell our importance. We had made a good record the first year, and we intended to keep our “Rep.” Margaret Prine was our president, and ours (at least in our own opinion! was the banner class of the year. “Hail,” for our Junior year had come and with all our joys came our much dreaded Geometry, hut Mrs. Peeples managed to pull us through in some way or other. It was during this year that we were so highly entertained by the Freshmen at the home of Aldine Fort. After considerable work our play “The Deacon” was put on and over the top it went. Then as it was near parting time for the class of ’25, we gave them a banquet which (if those present told the truth! was en- joyed by all. At last the impossible has happened, and we are Seniors. We have chosen Myron Varn as president and started out to make this, our last, the best year of all. One of the first things we put on was “Kid” day and quite a spectacular scene we made with our dolls and all day suckers. Nowr we are sporting handsome rings and proudly too because they signify twelve years of hard labor. Now since our carnival is over and a nice sum of money put to our credit in the hank, we are looking forward to putting on our play, “Nothing But the Best.” And then we shall he saddened by the thoughts of parting from all our friends and classmates, hut although we scatter to the utmost parts of the world we shall never forget the wonderful days at Fort Meade High School. F. E. H. 20

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From Detroit 1 went to San Francisco. There in the public library one evening I met Agnes Mitchell who had been our class poetess. She had won national fame as a writer of verse. From San Francisco I sailed to Buenos Aires. There I stopped at a large hotel. One night while 1 was in the lobby of the hotel Odom Williams came in. We had a long talk that night, and I found that Odom was getting rich, already owning a large rubber plantation. 1 stayed about two weeks in Buenos Aires, and then came to Miami. While walk- ing up the street one morning 1 met Francis Ivey. He was doing well in the produce business. From Miami 1 went to Jacksonville. As 1 was walking into a restaurant Bill DeRousse came up and told me that he had just been elected Governor of Florida. Coming down to Tampa 1 saw Charlie Comer who had grown rich on oil in this State. From Tampa 1 went to Lakeland. While I was waiting to catch a bus, I was walking down the street and saw a tall, light haired lady pushing a baby carriage. I recognized Mattye Perle Spier but 1 had to tell her who 1 was. About that time the bus came in and I went to Bartowr where 1 saw Sue Shelnutt now happily con- tented in her new home. Then I came down to Ft. Meade and saw Ida Herring and Juanita Stephens. They each had a large home and were happy and contented. They told me about Myrtle Watson and Jewel Whidden being teachers in the dear old F. M. H. S. The next city I was in was Wauchula. There I sawr Willis Garner. Willis was the cartoonist for the Wauchula Enterprise. Down between Wauchula and Arcadia Marvin Sherertz had a very fine filling station and was doing well. In Arcadia I found that Inez and Violet Acree were teaching in the Arcadia High School. On down at Fort Myers I saw Margaret Prine. She was the music instructor and earning a handsome salary. So you people see that this is not such a bad old world to live in when you can go around and meet all your old friends and talk about how things used to be and how things have changed: not so bad after all. G. M. H.