St Johns High School - Blue Devil Yearbook (Darlington, SC)

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When we, the class of ‘51, entered St. John’s High School in 1946, we were undoubtedly the greenest bunch of bewildered sub-freshman that ever wandered through the halls of St. John’s. We were greeted by Mr. Cain and Mr. Marshall, our new principal and superin- tendent. Mr. Boggs was also new on the faculty. Although all three of these men scared us nearly to death, we soon learned to know and appreciate them. Never to be forgotten was Rat Day. The girls had to go barefoot, wear little paper sacks for hats, and go without hair clamps. The poor boys were black and blue for days from their initiations. Despite all this, we grew to love high school. The next year, we cocky freshmen pitied the poor little eighth graders but stood in awe of Mr. Marshall, Mr. Cain, and the seniors. That year the boys’ basketball team lost out at lower state but the girls’ team, on which a few of us were very lowly substitutes, won state championship. That year, since there was no regular graduating class, many trad- itional activities were not held. We returned from vacation in 1948 very much excited. Our American Legion Jr. base- ball team had not only won State championship, but also defeated the champions of Georgia and Alabama. Some of our classmates proudly sported the flashy blue jackets and gold baseballs of the champs. We were really getting up in the world! That year, the National Honor Society sponsored an annual which was the first for a long, long time, and the first 12th grade class graduated. In September of ‘49, we suddenly found ourselves Juniors. Oh! what a busy year! Because the annual magazine sales didn’t net nearly enough money, we had to find another source of revenue. We decided, at one of our numerous class meetings, to stage an in- door carnival. After much preparation, we presented the carnival. It was a howling success! No one will ever forget our Junior-Senior. We were late setting a date, late planning, late ordering materials, late decorating, and even late starting. It was worth it, though. Our “Ballroom in the Sky’’ was just heavenly! Next came graduation! Now we could actually participate in class day, for all the Junior girls were in the daisy chain and a few of the boys were Marshals. Remember how it rained and how good the stage looked as a steamboat? We saw the seniors graduate with a mixed feeling of sorrow and joy. Although we would be the “wheels’’ now, it would seem strange without our old seniors. After a brief summer, we returned to St. John’s for the last lap of our journey. There was oh! so much to talk about when we got back! --the Southern 500, Korea, Lineman and Back of the Week, nominations in which we were well represented, and -- St. John’s had a band! (And what a band)! The majorette corps also created plenty of excitement. To top all this off, on the night of the band’s debut, our two year old Student Council sponsored a Homecoming Celebration. Time sped quickly by with everyone well occupied with sports, short stories, research themes, and the like. We stopped briefly to enjoy a great Junior-Senior. Thank’s, Juniors. The annual came out soon after May Day. Then came those last wonderfully hectic two weeks--Senior exams, Baccalaureate Sermon, Senior Chapel, Class Day, and Graduation. Our five years at St. John’s have been, on the whole, carefree, but now we face more serious days. We go forth to a world filled with chaos. We must right the wrongs of our fathers. Wc will be the new citizens of the United States. We give our thanks tothe faculty of St. John’s for guiding us and helping us to become better citizens. Nancy James Class Historian

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HEYWARD TUNSTALL '47- 48 Basketball; Baseball; Block D )s7lub; 48 49 Class President; Basketball; Baseball; Block D Club; 49-'50 Basketball; Baseball; Student Council V. Pres. ; Glee Club; Block D Club; 50- 51 Basketball; Baseball; Block D Club. HOWARD TUNSTALL 47-'48 Baseball; Block D Club; 48- 49 Baseball; Block D Club; 49- 50 Basketball; Baseball; Glee Club; Block D Club; 50-'51 Basketball; Baseball; Student Council; Glee Club; Block D Club. JACQUELIN WARREN 47- 48 Glee Club; 48- 49 Glee Club; J. H. A. Club; '49- 50 Glee Club; Dramatics Club; 50-.'51 Glee Club; Dramatics Club. CARROLL WATFORD 47- 48 Glee Club; 48- 49 Key Club; Glee Club; 49- 50 Key Club; Glee Club; 50- 51 Key Club; Glee Club. JOYCE WEATHERFORD Likeable, Friendly Smile, Quiet; 48- 49 Glee Club. SARA WELCH '47- 48 Glee Club; 48- 49 Glee Club; 49- 50 Glee Club; 50- 51 Glee Club; D.E. Club Secretary Treasurer; J.H.A. Club. CLASS FLOWER Red Rose CLASS COLORS Royal Blue and White CLASS MOTTO Tis education forms the common mind: Just as the twig is bent the tree’s inclined. -Pope 16

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CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of 1951, do hereby make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament. I, TALLUALAH NEWSOME, will to Beatrice Adams my talkative ways, hoping that she’ll speak at least 50 words during her Senior days. I, BILLY HILL, with Jerry Terrell have decided to trade, my ability to make a good English grade. I, MARY BELLE DEWITT, still possessing a mind that’s sound, will my geometry ability to Cora Jean Brown. I, WILLIAM BOATWRIGHT, my physique do lease, to Eddie Howie hoping that his will increase. I, BARBARA HATCHELL, my joking manners packed in a satchel, do leave to Dolores Hat- chell. , I, JIMMY McJUNKIN, leave my quiet manner and ways, to Jimmy Bailey for the rest of his school days. I. MARY MURRAY PAULLING, as the class beauty (so the statistics show) will a little beauty to all the girls in the grades below. I, BILL MARSHALL, will my ability to sing, to some poor guy like Russell King. WE, ILA RUTHVEN and RAY CARNES, having been voted the cutest pair, do leave this honor for Geraldine Thames and Jimmy Bailey to share. I, MARY LEE MIMS, since my scoring days have ceased, will my basketball ability to Joyce Watford hoping that her scores will increase. I, DAN BOAN, do will my last coin, to my brother, Billy Boan. I. LIB CARRIGAN, my valuableness do give, to Margaret Cromer for as long as she may live. I, BILLY GORE, who was quarter-back a year ago, do leave this position to Harold Strick- land, hoping that next year he’ll accomplish more. I, RUTH PURVIS, since it's Patsy Johnson that I’m trying to please, leave to her my ability to flirt with ease. I, RALPH CARNES, to Walter Sessoms will, my basketball ability for only him to fill. I, VIVIAN ANDERSON, do will to Mary Lou Anderson, my ability to learn as she now app- roaches her senior term. I, VIRGIL DAVIS, bequeath to my friend, DeLeon Myers, my determination to keep my mind on English instead of more pleasant desires. I, MARIE SPIVEY, since I was voted the best-dressed, do leave this talent to Marjo Patter- son for her to impress. I, BOBBY COOKE, acting on a hopeful hunch, do will my football ability to Billy Mac Bunch. WE, SARA WELCH and TOMMY STURGEON, do hereby leave, our unselfish ways for Jane Flowers and Cecil Weaver to receive. I, HELEN SUMMERS, do will my sparkling, alluring, blue eyes, to Eleanor Jane Howie hoping they’ll bring her many masculine sighs. I, JOHNNY MASON, since it’s the trumpet I blow, will my talent to Mack Edwards in the grade below. I, MARIAN LAWHORN, do will my petite size, to all stout girls with envying eyes. I, HENRY HOFFMEYER, as Key Club chief, leave my duties to Toby Davis--with relief. I, BETTY JEAN ADAMS, do will my ability in art class to Polly Ann Nance, knowing that she has a good artistic chance. I, HAROLD TIMMONS, do give my attentiveness in English class, to Charles Cambell in hopes that at least he’ll pass. I, SARA PAULINE JACKSON, because a few years ago editorship of the Bulletin was my aim, do hereby leave this honor for Dick Wallace to claim. I, RALPH DIXON, have hereby certified, to give to Boyce Todd my honor of being the most dignified. I, BETTY BOSWELL, being of sound voice, leave my singing ability to Sarah Carrigan, my choice. WE, HEYWARD and HOWARD TUNSTALL, who like to play baseball both day and night, will to left-handed Charles Lowder our ability to pitch ’em right. I, MACK STOKES, to Murray Yarborough a little of my wit do will, even though in the future years I”11 probably need some still. I, NANCY JAMES, will my friendliness and smile, to Frances Boykin for her to use for awhile. 18