Lexington High School - Bearer Yearbook (Lexington, AL)

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McCafferty Allen Ruter Hammond Luffman Dean Mitchell Garner isi vw Nix CLASS HISTORY Garner Cox Sponsored by JOINERS BUS LINE Lexington, Alabama McGee This page sponsored by SHOALS TRACTOR COMPANY Florence, Alabama Shelton Jones Isabel lii The Senior class of 1951 made history by completing 12 years of school at Lexington, Alabama. Twelve years ago we were dragged into the classroom with tearful and fearful eyes. Joe Kizer not only cried for the first three days, (like most of us), but she cried for the first three years. Jane Porter and Connie Porter Garner battled it out by making faces and fighting, but compromised with a peace treaty that called for being best friends for the next nine years. Those first few days were long and unhappy ones. But as we grew ac- customed to the terrific changes, we began to enjoy school. Caylon Jones remembers being told on his first day of school that when the bell rang, school would be out. He sat tight in his chair all day, afraid to leave for fear it would ring while he was out. Lowell Hammond astonished the whole class by beginning his sandwiches Harawayl in the middle and eating out. He also passed the first three years on condi- tion and the 7th grade in the same manner. Doris Newton remembers that stinky little J. D. McCafferty pulling her pigtails. Donald White remembers slipping a snake on the teacher’s desk at Grassy. “They aren’t very pleasant memories are they, Donald? ” Sara Ann Call and Betty Ann Greer never failed getting a big fat “U” on their report card at rest period for “giggling.” Collier Remarkable changes take place in people’s taste as they grow older. For instance, little girls like painted dolls, while most boys, as youngsters like soldiers. But as years go by, and they grow up, the girls like the soldiers and the boys go for the painted dolls. Yes sir, tastes do change, as they did with our class as we entered Junior High School. Our school days are now drawing to a close. We must part and go our separate ways, but we will recall every joy and sorrow we have shared to- gether in our school days. Class Historian Connie Garner kizur .Ui.'n’wt

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LOYCE SPRINGER A good reputation is more valuable thanmon- DOROTHY TAYLOR I respect all, but love only one. DONALD WHITE He had the passion and power to roam. Poem By Doris McCafferty Dear ole Lexington School ! It makes us so sad To leave all our dear friends That we all have had. We have worked, We have played, We have looked forward to the day That has long been delayed. We must all say good-bye To dear ole Lexington High, To travel our roads alone To make our lives and homes. Sponsored by FOREMOST DAIRIES Florence, Alabama 16

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CLASS PROPHECY Today is December 5, 1951. Twenty years ago, I finished High School at Lexing- ton, Alabama. Good old Lexington! How we all would like to go back there now and let all the folks know how we’re doing! Why, just this evening as I was coming home from work, I met an old school chum. A dark figure darted from an alley and I was faced with a hold-up man. Before me stood Tuffy Hill with a well-filled squirt gun demanding my watch. I reluctantly handed it over. To my surprise, he handed it back with the re- mark, “If it don’t alarm I don’t want it.” After that my knees were shaking. I entered the bar downtown marked, “The Golden Bear, I glanced at a sign that said “Proprietors Bobby Mitchel and Landon Owens.” As I sat down, I noticed all the wine bottles were marked, “Lowell Hammond Brewing Company, Grassy, Alabama.’’Why who was that waitress? I ought to have rec- oenized her. Why sure, it was Margie Ritter. I'd forgotten about her and Landon being married a few years back. Well, looks like he’s doing a pretty good business. What’s all the commotion over in the corn- er? It seems they are having trouble with an old sot. It’s Glen Cottrell. That floor bouncer did his job perfectly. He’s just about the right size. Heaven’s! That’s Coy Isabel. He’s a Hadacol man. Now as I sit home in my arm chair, I recall many reunions with my old class- mates. Just last month when I visited my wife in the state insane asylum (been there since ’48), I was greeted by some old class friends. There is Waylon Mitchell, poor fel- low. The doctor says he calls all nurses ’’Miss Stone”. Well it always has been a hopeless case. Joe Kizer, head nurse here, tells me that there are two more such cases in cell number 3. Some say the cause of this heartbreaking situation was caused by brok- en love affairs back in school. Their names are Luthine Shelton and Onita McGee. While I was waiting to see my wife, I noticed the evening paper headlines were, “Greatest inventor of all times, Gaylon Andrew Jones, invents the new scientific home brew that slew the flu.” Here's something interesting- “Big fight to night, Royce King, king of the ring, will sponsor Donald White, who will fight at Madison Square Garden. Pete Pettus is selling lettuce ten cents cheaper than any- one else atLoyce Springer’s “SpringHouse.” It is located just out of town beside Faye Cox’s boarding house. “Call does your laundry the right way. Call at Call’s for your laundry.” Seems that Sara Ann Call sure is doing good business. Ha! here’s a good one ! Orvil Collier is retired from selling dog collars all over the U. S. A. Sure was a good business. This paper sure does put out good ad- vertisements. “Fleers of gum for your cheerful chums”, That’s the s 1 o g a n of Betty Ann Greer’s business. She now owns all of Fleer’s factories. The state Univer- sity has a new dean, Doris Dean. I always knew that she would go up the ladder of suc- cess. This picture looks familar. Why, that’s Dell Joiner--Says here he has joined the Navy. Porters of Empire State Build- ing are meeting now. Jane Porter is now chairman. I always thought she was good for something. When you buy your taylor-made clothes, be sure to buy at Dorothy Alexander Tay- 18