Sanger High School - Golden Warrior Yearbook (Sanger, TX)

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ScKtOX '%C t VUf The time was September 9, 1942. The place was the Sanger Elementary School. A group of small children, timidly holding their mothers' hands, started on the long, hard road of education. Of this group only six students remain who will graduate from Sanger High this spring. They are Laura Haynie, Billie Jean Coffey, Mary Cooke, Louroyce Jones, Jimmy Brown, and Buddy Hinzman, who were guided their first year by Miss Alyne Seal. After being with us only a short time, Louroyce moved away. When we entered the second grade with Mrs. Virgie George as our teacher, we lost Mary Cooke and gained Jimmy Odom and Albert Lynch. Mrs. Marguerite Riggs guided us through both the third and fourth grades. Bob Rector joined our group in the third grade and the following year we added Jack Cockrill and Betty Jo Blakely. The next year we found Miss Cathlene Gentle, who helped us struggle through the fifth grade. We, especially the girls, were happy to accept that good looking little fellow, Jimmy Perry, as one of us. In the sixth grade we started growing up. The old spitball fights became sparce and the passing of love notes took their place. Mrs. Neppie Burroughs tried to reform us but the nine months were too short. Louroyce Jones rejoined us in the seventh grade along with two new additions, Billie Jean Houchin and Tommy Kincaid. Along with the regular lessons we learned a great deal about music since Mrs. Grace Brown was our teacher. The following year Mrs. Cleo Lockhart was the unfortunate one because by that time we were becoming some what rowdy. Everyone was excited over graduation. High honors were received by Louroyce Jones, who read the class will, and Billie Jean Coffey, who gave the valedictory address. Patsy June Rater and Bill Solomon joined us during our freshman year and enjoyed the FHA and FFA initiations with us. When the initiations were ended, we realized that we were full-fledged high school students; however we still clung to our old fashioned eraser fights. Mr. Jim Kearns finally convinced us that such was too childish for high school students; consequently, these fights were discontinued and the industry of making paper air planes installed with chalk bombs sprang up rapidly.

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Sailer Sc aal otHecaminy t964 ‘P'uxfr6eccf The night was cold and blustery, but the Sanger Indians were on the war-path. As we entered the gates, the feeling of Homecoming filled the air. It was about time for the game to begin and Coach Jimmy Brown and line coach Bill Solomon were having final conference with their co-captains, Rusty Patton and Ronnie Holder. This was a suspenseful game because the Indians were battling the Lewisville Farmers for the District AA Crown. The half-time break provided an opportunity for the exes of 1954 to meet and greet old friends. We were greeted with a Ding,ding! from Mary Cooke who is now operating a dare-devil show back in Alabama. Much to our surprise we learned that Betty Jo Blakely and Laura Haynie were coaching the basketball girls of our dear alma mater. Their advice to the team was Eat all the candy you can swipe and smoke all 'stoggies' you can bum. Elaine Cole and Billie Jean Coffey, who received their diplomas from Draughon's Business College, are presently employed as stenographers by the president of Neiman-Marcus in Dallas where they take dictation from their boss’ knee with the same Coca-Cola pencils they had ten years ago. We were glad to hear that due to Jimmy Perry's role as Pierrot in the Lost Kiss he has now entered the field of professional ballet and postponed his tour of Europe long enough to meet with his old classmates. Glancing across the field we saw Tommy Kincaid in the press box writing up the game for the Courier. The second half started with a bang. A touchdown was made by Rusty Patton. This put Sanger in the lead with a 6-14 score. The good-looking guy sitting in front of us was none other than Buddy Hinzman who was always afraid of the girls. He still remains the most eligible bachelor in Bolivar. We learned from him that Jimmy Odom's kissing methods are much improved and he is now the town's number one Ladies Man. Bobby Rector could not tear himself away from his beloved A M, where he is now an art professor, long enough to attend the Homecoming. Our conversation was interrupted by the cheers of the Sanger spectators. The game was over and Sanger had won. As we were about to leave the football field, we came in contact with two more of our old classmates. They were Billie Jean Houchin who invited all the girls of the class to her beauty salon where she offered to give each a special hair style at cut rates, and Patsy June Rater who had gone AWOL from the Lady Marines, which she had joined to be near her lover, to attend the Homecoming. Another part of the Homecoming activities featured a basketball game between the House of David and the Sanger team. Much to our surprise we found our own Albert Lynch the star of the bearded giants. A celebrity from Hollywood received honorable mention at this game. She was Louroyce Jones who has now taken Judy Canova's place as the greatest comedienne in Hollywood.

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Mrs. Pat LeBeau, with her many money making schemes, guided us through our freshman and sophomore years. It was about mid-term in the sophomore year when Elaine Cole made her first appearance. She was greeted with smiles from the girls and whistles from the boys. Plans and excitement over the Junior-Senior Banquet filled our Junior year. Miss Mizell, our faithful sponsor, helped with the banquet. The theme was Gypsy Caravan and Gypsy guests were present to entertain us. Mary Cooke returned from Alabama and again joined the group that she had started to school with. The Senior year with all the excitement that accompanies it slipped upon us before we realized it. Mr. R.C. Wilson was elected sponsor and Mrs. Alex Dickie, co-sponsor. Mrs. Maurine Atwood from NTSC helped us immensely with the annual. The long hours we have spent at Sanger High School have yielded a store of memories that will never be forgotten as long as we live.