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

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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

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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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CLASS HILL I, JAMES GAINEY, leave to Raymond Huckabee a sincere hope, that his ambition to become a jazz trumpeter will be no joke. I, WILMA HONNEY, trying not to be funny, will my seat in English class to my sister, Blanche Honney. I, CLYDE GARDNER, to Bobby Boston do hereby lend, my golf ability hoping that more matches it will help him win. I, BETTY PEARCE, am hereby willing to loan, the honor of being the most dignified to Carolyn Stone. WE, RAY FLOWERS and ROBERT SPIVEY, our title as football crips’ do leave, to Eu- gene Baldwin and Coit Langley, the best players to have this honor, we believe. I, LOUISE BLACKMON, do hereby leave my bookkeeping knowledge, to those who are now preparing for college. I, CHARLES LANGLEY, to Bill Weatherly do will, my great football ability and build. I, MARILYN GRAHAM, name Faye Lowder in my will, as the one to receive my hidden talents and skill. I, ROGERS QUICK, hereby leave to Carrigan Weatherford my English knowledge, in hopes that he’ll have some use for it in college. I, MIRIAM JEFFORDS, leave my bashful ways here when I go, for Frankie Kinsey to accept and use as I did a year before. I, ALAN HUDSON, do leave my quiet ways to all Juniors who are inclined to be loud, in the hope that they will develop into citizens of whom St. John’s can be proud. I, GENELLE HENDERSON, do will my long lashes and green eyes, to Judy Banks--may she treasure them as a great prize. I, CARROLL WATFORD, will my talkative ways, to Toby Davis for the rest of his days. I JOYCE WEATHERFORD, with a ring on my left hand, do leave to Shirley Teal this, my wedding band. I, JOE BOOTH, will my distinguished manner, to Jessie Ann Weatherford in hopes that she can make it become a flying banner. I, ELISABETH SHUMAN, leave the planning of the Dramatics Club parties to Ginger Ann Muldrow, hoping that she’ll never let the supply of cookies run low. 1, BOBBY KIRVEN, do leave my position in the band, to Harris Marshall hoping that his ability will be increasingly grand. I, NELLIE KELLY, do will my ability in second year shorthand, to Jewel O’Neal with the hope that her marks will really be grand. I, EUGENE COOKE, do will my New Year’s resolution to get my library books in on time, to all Juniors that are always behind. I, RUBY ODOM, hereby will my desk in shorthand class, to Joanne Weaver in hopes that it will help her pass. WE, HARRY FREEMAN and MELVIN EVANS, do leave our quiet ways, to Billy Taylor in the hope that no noise he’ll raise. I, REBECCA CASON, will my bookkeeping ability to Sue Odom, with the hope that it won’t become too boresome. I, JEAN BYRD, leave my seat in Chemistry class to some unfortunate lad or lass. I, CHESTER McQUEEN, to Rodney Gainey my typing ability will, in the hope that my seat he’ll better be able to fill. I, ANNE GARDNER, my sincerity do bequeath, to all members of the class beneath. I, JENNINGS ALLEN, with a heart ever ready, will to Harry Blackmon my willingness to go steady. I, JACQUELYN WARREN, since for me Latin is hard to pass, do leave this subject to any unlucky member of the Junior Class. I, MARY LOU BYRD, custodian of the Lost and Found, leave to Rose Erwin this position to which I was gladly bound. I, LODDIE NEWSOME, being of sound body and sane rrdnd, to Bobbie Jean Edwards my basketball ’’position do leave behind. W itne sse s: H. A. Marshall William Cain Jacquelyn Douglas 19 Ila Ruthven Elizabeth Carrigan Class Lawyers