Ponce de Leon High School - Cavaleon Yearbook (Coral Gables, FL)

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE SENIOR CLASS OF I944 We, the senior class of I944 of the Ponce de Leon High School of the county of Dade and State of Florida, being of sound and disposing mind and memory, do hereby make, publish, and declare this our last Will and Testament, hereby revoking all others heretofore made by us. Together we make the following bequests: First, to Mr. Rath and the faculty, we leave the sincere hope that assemblies may still prove entertaining, despite the absence of our inspiring and attentive faces in the center section. Secondly, to our homeroom teachers, we leave the memories of the four year plague and the anticipation of the gay freshmen who will take our places. And last, we defy any other senior class to enjoy their last year as much as we have enjoyed ours. Individually, we leave the following bequests: I, Bob Patton, do hereby bequeath to those who follow, the senior privileges, in the hope that no interference mav come from lower classmen as before. I, Carolyn Butler, leave my ability to talk in circles to Nancy Lefholz. I hope that it will get her out of trouble as it did me. I, Wylly Keck, will a case of aspirin to the senior class teachers. I, Kaspar Eulette, leave all my unbelievable knowledge of solid geometry to lovable Mrs. Irene Murray. I, Patty Allen, entrust Iwith broken heartl, my friend Dave Batcheller, to the special care and guidance of some capable person. I, Patricia Phillips, leave my delightful English teach- ers, Miss Ions and Miss Cilkey, to those students who will be fortunate enough to be taught by them. I, Diana Epting, leave my well-known qualities of patience, meekness, dignity and quietness to Nancy jones. May she find good use for them. I, Dave Morrow, depart as Apprentice Seaman Morrow. I, Betty june Cook, leave to Mrs. Sample the many times l've skipped gym class. I, Lynn Watson, leave my teachers a well-earned rest. They need it after four long years. I, Florence Bliss, will my appreciation of Mrs .Murray to her future classes. I, jean Rasco, gladly leave my algebra workbook to Mrs. jarman. I, Regina Whitaker, bequeath to jacqueline Unsworth all my tendencies toward, and abilities for hounding Mrs. Archer. I, jim Spry, leave to Mr. Cramley all of my basketball skill with which he may coach next year's team. I, Tommy Ray, leave the hope that Mrs. Murray can some day return to the portable. I, john Tatum, leave my much ridiculed nose to the show case, where it may be viewed for years to come. I, Mary Frank, do hereby give to Betty lane Mitchell, my dark hair and white gardenias, hoping that she may find pleasure in wearing them. I, Elliot Dick, leave an extremely witty personality- my brother john. I, Franklin Smith, leave my title of bird legs to Pat Arnold. I, Lou Riley, leave my freshman sister, Rita, to carry on for Mr. Day. I, Bob Cahill, just leave. I, Roberta Hickman, do hereby bequeath my admira- tion of the Glee Club to Clarita Ross. I, Mary Ann Moore, leave Mrs. Wilson to the journal- ism class and hope she will be as sweet to them as she has been to me. ' I, George Dacy, leave my athletic ability to my brother Victor, in hope that he can improve it. I, jack Cale, leave the headaches of the Tribune to whomever they may fall upon. I, Kenny Dorn, leave I. C. without transportation for his athletes. I, Audrey Atkins, leave my civics book-but definitely! I, Betty Butler, leave my long blue shirt to Mr. Rath, who was kind enough to want it. I, Charlie White, leave my adroitness in procuring political positions to some other gregarious individual who has the audacity to become a demagogue. I, Patty McKie, leave the famine third lunch to a junior who is dieting. I, janice Booher, leave Mrs. Murray to balance her books alone until some unsuspecting person finds out her weakness. I, Dennis Kelleher, leave the band in C. W. Fien's charge. Plecxse tum to page 70 Twenty- th ree

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Twenty-two GRADUATION All our lives our shining star Has been our graduation day. But now we've reached it from afar, And hardly know just what to say. We never did quite realize Exactly what the day would mean, For now the tears are in our eyesg We'll miss the old familiar scene. We always meant to laugh and leave, And thankful be that school was o'er, But now to every scene we cleave, And press our memories close once more. Oh school, oh home, oh Ponce de Leon, Dear Alma Mater, always true, We're going now to fields beyond, But what we are, we owe to you. -Martha Upshaw. F1esnnsnxuxnsuxns-as-use-sus.nxas-nxn-sus-use-xnnx-rx - 1 1 l l , ci.Ass or '44 soma 5 Lyrics and music by Hank Beebe S All hail to thee, Class of forty-four, 3 Hail to the friends that we knew: 2 We'll soon see the light 7 Of a new day and night 3 Without many friends we owe to you. S After we're gone, Class of forty-four, 2 ln a land that's united and free, 2 We'll remember evermore P Class of nineteen-forty-four, 2 ln our hearts you'll always be. l L.,,..,..,..,.N.,..,..,..c..,..,..,.., .,..,.....,..-..,.,-.

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CLASS PH Curtain opens. Dick Bakcr and Van Chilton are seated at the table. Dick-Hello, folks, this is Dick Baker and Van Chilton bringing you the dedication ceremonies from the beautiful new Ponce de Leon auditorium. This year, l964, we assemble all the various members of the history-making class of l944g said members having made it an object cf their own personal intent to re-appear for an exercise which their opulence and good-will made possible. This is a tribute to the success and genius of a really loyal school group. Today, l have the express honor and privilege of presenting to you the individual members of a group of outstanding citizens which made possible the impossible, who moved the mountain to Mohammed by the truckload, who have presented the faculty and students of Ponce de Leon High School of l964 with a beautiful new, genuine auditorium. The office of president of the group was assigned back in l944, with full honors, to: George Dacy, Naval officer and popular hero of the Second World War, who is accompanied by that Dean of female journalists, Diana Epting. She is compiling a book of Admiral Dacy's war experiences. Van-Well, it certainly is interesting to le a come- dian's secretary, Dick. Today l'm getting a chance to see all my friends. Look! There are those old high school companions, lack Gale, now a prominent newspaper edi- tor, and lackie Cordes discussing the interior decoration of the new auditorium. jackie handled the decoration of this one. Dick-Yes, and Miss Mary Ann Moore, famous design- er of dresses, comes escorted today by Walter Baker, one of the country's outstanding legal minds. Following them is another great lawyer, Hal Carter, with Alice Bliss, whose modeling has been a factor in building the fame of Miss Moore's dresses. Twenty-fou r OPHECY Van-You have heard of the Bumstead 'Mars or Bust' Expedition. The engineering genius of Bruce Chase de- signed the rocket ship used on the ill-fated Bumstead voyage. lncidentally, Mr. Chase has abandoned his ideas about Mars long enough to escort Miss Peggy Carter today. Dick-Barbara Kaye, a laboratory technician, is discuss- ing with Ted Magill some newly found evidence on his current case. Ted is the eminent criminal lawyer, with a large practice in the courts of Dade county. Van-Next on our programme, we have the Scientific Hayseed, Richard Campbell. This intrepid young adven- turer raises food for invalids under the direction of Miss Margaret Edwards, trained nurse and director of the Chattahoochee lnvalids' Home. Dick-Discussing the beautiful auditorium are Ronald Mann, civil engineer, and Nannie Baldwin, nursery school principal. They are both tops in their fields and are called 'on for advice as experts. Van-Betty Lou Green, Daisy Gilmore, and Lillian Win- terringer, private secretaries to rival executives, may lose their positions by appearing together today. But positions that they vacate would not be easily filled. Dick-lf you look outside ten minutes after these exercises are over, you will see Sumner Gurney, handsome Navy flier, posing for Patty McKie, noted photographer. She is taking this picture for a full-page ad concerning Phillip Luckfield cigarettes. Van--Bill Greene, U. S. Consul in Havana, today is es- corting, Bettv Butler, who thought she wanted to be a psychology professor, but changed her mind and became private pilot for Mr. Greene, and together they fly on many diplomatic missions. Dick-Pan-American Airways kindly consented to spare us Kasper Eulette, one of their experienced pilots, and Ruth Lorber, of Passenger Service. They knew each other at Ponce and decided to renew their old friendship today. Van-Claude Everett, district head of General Motors, is conferring with his wife and secretary, Betty Hagberg, on the possibility of an evening at the theater. After all, a lusy husband doesn't often get to step out with his wife. Dick-Dr. Elliot Dick, local sawbones, and one of his many nurses, lean Burton, are looking the place over. You will find this pair constantly together in the office or any- where else. Van-Of the many airmen among our former classmates, we find Kenneth Dorn, an aviation enthusiast, who enjoys the company of secretaries--Miss Zalene Powell's in particular. Dick-The entire world has heard the nimble fingers of Hank Beebe at the piano. He is really an electrical en- gineer on the side. Franklin Smith, who is his constant Please turn to page 74