Taylor County High School - Sampler Yearbook (Perry, FL)

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CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1951, in full possession of a crammed mind, well-trained memory and superhuman understanding, do, hereby, declare this to be our last wiil and testa- ment in form as follows: We leave to the: FACULTY—Our best wishes. JUNIORS—Our Senior dignity. Uphold it ever. SOPHOMORES—Our excellent conduct. FRESHMEN—Our pencil stubs and erasers. As individuals we bequeath the following; I, Jacky Alvarez, will my ability to ride “safely” in jeeps to Jerry Adams. I. Bonnie Ruth Baggett, will my ability to speak to people to Barbara Jean Westberry. I, LaNell Bethea, will my boots and saddle to Aline Gamble. I, Cecil Carlton, will my ability to play canasta to John Puckett, who needs it desper- ately. 1, Newana Chesser, leave the class will, history, and prophecy to anyone who needs a good case of worries. I, Hilda Daniel, will my scatter-brained'ways to Gail Cunningham. I, Gordon Davis, will my ability to be late on every occasion to Gail Cunningham. I, James Franklin, will all my good looks and brilliant mind to William Franklin. 1, Muriel Dice, quietly leave—I hope. 1, Joan Glickman, as perpetual primp, will my prim and perfect ways to Nan Simpson. I. Lawton Grantham, will my brilliant mind and sharp wit to Elbert Poppell. I, Harry Hall, will my immortal jokes to my friend, Eddie Swain. I, Wilson Hendry, will my Charles Atlas muscle building equipment to Kenneth McHargue. I, Carolyn Hicks, will my “U. S. Map” blouse to Steve Holton. I, Charles Holmes, will my ability to create an argument in chemistry to Betty Ann Peacock. I, Vivian Howell, will my winning smile to Pam Huxford. I, Betty Inman, will my ability to get and keep a man to Lynn Washburn. I, Robert Jackson, will my ability to love ’em and leave ’em to Drexel Agner. I, Ira Landry, leave—to get some sleep. I, Erma Lee Langford, will my energetic ways to Edd Parker, Jr. I, Jackie Lynch, will my ability to be friendly to Bobbie Watts. I, Bettie Jean Lynn, will my book, “Drive Safely,” to Buddy Allen. I, Virginia Mann, will my N.F.C. guest to Jeanette Puckett. I, Irene Mantzanas, will my dark hair and flashing eyes to Charlotte Louque. I, Janie Massey, will my ability to get a diamond, not a birthstone, to Betty Jo Kirk- land. I, Virginia McCall, will my long, curly hair to Sylvia O’Quinn. I, Billy McLeod, will my inability to work algebra to Halbert Grantham. I, Ray NeSmith, will my friendly ways to Vernon Hatcher. I, Janet Page, will my gentle ways to Jimmy McCall. He needs them. I, Ellis Ray Parker, will my ability to play football to Larry Stephens. I, Shirley Parker, will my reserved ways to Harriet Wilkes. I, Richmond Peacock, leave—to wait for Annie Jean. I, Owen Raulerson, will my “pack of weeds” to Ralph Parker. I, Etheleen Register, will my noisy ways to Pat Brown. I, Donald Rice, will my ability to learn English to Jean McCullough. I, Frank Sapp, will my ability to play football to Lamar Osteen. I, Hazel’Sauls, will my ability to strut to Martha Ann Wages. I, Louis Shaw, will my ability to just get by in class to anyone who needs it. I, Imogene Simons, leave nothing, for I’ll need it all in college. I, J. H. Tedder, will my one and only curl to Bobby Leggett. I, Russell Tedder, will my freckles to Mac Stokes. I, Tommie Towles, will my love for volleyball to Helen Hendry. I, John Walker, leave Mrs. Robinson in peace. I. Billy Warren, will my “horse laugh.” I’m glad to get rid of it. I, Lowery Wentworth, leave my driving skill to Mary Jo Faircloth. I. Shirley Whiddon, will my ability to pitch a softbail to Jimmie Lee Page. I, Ben Whitfield, leave my position as senior class president to anyone who can perform the hard tasks it requires. I, Johnny Willis, will my cue stick in the Perry Pool Parlor to George Hamby.

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CLASS HISTORY In 1939 we, the first small shoots of inexperienced plants, show'ed up in the green- house where we w£re planted at T.C.H.S. We were in the small greenhouse near the large building where the senior plants were kept. These first plants were Jackie Lynch, Don Rice, J. H. Tedder, Lowery Wentworth. Hazel Sauls. Richmond Peacock, Carolyn Hicks, John Walker, Ben Whitfield, Ray NeSmith, Wilson Hendry, Joan Glickman, Irene Mantzanas. Billy Warren, Ira Landry, Erma Lee Langford. Johnny Willis, Charles Holmes, Frank Sapp, Bettie Lynn, Ellis Ray Parker, Gordon Davis, Billy McLeod, and James Franklin. Under excellent care we grew through two trying years uninterrupted. In the third grade an excellent plant, Betty Inman, was transplanted from Salem to our thriving group. During our fourth year we were all carefully uprooted and transplanted to a new greenhouse across town. Here in strange surroundings our growth was retarded somewhat; however, after a period of readjustment we again resumed our normal growth. It seemed a short time until we were rejoined by Carolyn Hicks, a sturdy plant that had spent a year away from us in Panama City. Again we found that we were to he moved, this time to the main greenhouse. With eager and expectant faces we faced the bewildering maze of rooms, halls, and sophisticated seniors, who threw us wilting glances. A new fellow plant from Foley was Vivian Howell. In our eighth year we were joined by a sturdy shrub from Jacksonville, Virginia Mann. Our growth was once again becoming normal. Although we bore the marks of freshmen cuttings, we were strengthened by shipments from South Carolina, Live Oak, Shady Grove, Louisiana, Pleasant Grove, and Cabbage Grove. These were Bonnie Ruth Baggett, Ethleen Register, Lowery Wentworth, Richmond Peacock, Russell Tedder, and Janet Page, respectively. The next year, an extremely sturdv plant from Cabbage Grove joined us—Shirley Whiddon. In our junior year we were joined by these healthy specimens from Foley: Louis Shaw, La Nell Bethea, Robert Jackson, Owen Raulerson, Edwin Williams, Imogene Simons, Newana Chesser, Shirley Parker, Cecil Carlton, Virginia McCall, Harry Hall, and Janie Massey. We were also joined by Jackie Lynch from Georgia; Tommie Towles from Salem; Lawton Grantham from Pleasant Grove; Muriel Dice and Jacky Alvarez. In our final year we were joined by Hilda Daniel from Tallahassee and Erma Lee Langford, who was at another greenhouse for a year. Under our Chief-Cultivators, Boyd and Robinson, wre wrere carefully trimmed and pruned for our last year. We enjoyed all the privileges given and took as many as w'e dared until that eventful night when we received our diplomas and became “graduated shrubs.”

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CLASS PROPHECY My, how time flies! Here it is 1960, and it’s been ages since I have seen any of my classmates of 1951. I get so lonesome teaching school in Sarasota. I think I’ll visit my friend, Joan Glickman, eminent Spanish teacher of U. of F. Joan, upon my arrival, brings out a crystal ball given to her on one of her trips abroad. Gazing into its mystic rejalms, I make startling discoveries. I see a man. Why, it’s Wilson Hendry, renowned author of that best seller of the year, “The Mysteries and Miseries of Women.” The book is illustrated by the famous artist Virginia McCall. The book is published by the Gruesome Twosome Publishing Co., owmed by Billy Warren and Johnny Willis. That sound of music, is it a band? No, it’s the Stagger-Out Night Club owned by Lawton Grantham, Jackie Alvarez, J. H. Tedder, James Franklin and Russell Tedder. Someone is having a party; and it’s none other than Virginia Mann, who is an inferior decorator. And what is this? A line of beautiful, shapely chorus girls—Janet Page, Muriel Dice, Jackie Lynch, Erma Lee Langford, and Hilda Daniel—are singing that popular hit, “I’ll Sail My Ship Alone.” The scene changes and I see a ranch. It’s the Double T Ranch owned by Tommie Towles. Her foreman is Richmond Peacock, who is still trying to date the “boss.” Tommie’s neighbor is Mrs. Ralph Gamble, the former La Nell Bethea, whose husband is a cattle raiser. La Nell believes they are “cheaper by the dozen,” for she already has nine fine children. A fashionable Sportsman’s Lodge booms into view. It is owned by Mr. and Mrs. Edwin Williams. She is the former Carolyn Hicks. Nearby, Janie Massey operates a nursery for the tourists’ children and is assisted by Vivian Howell. A plane zooms into sight. Aboard are Robert Jackson and Owen Raulerson, who are investigating the shortage of tea in England. They are planning to introduce health- building sulphur water there as the national drink. Their plane, a P90Yi Jet, is piloted by Ray NeSmith, who designed and built the plane. The scene shifts northward where Army and Notre Dame are playing a one-sided game. Army’s team coached by Frankie Sapp, is literally “stomping a mud-hole” in Notre Dame. Over on the sidelines giving a rousing cheer for lagging Notre Dame is that famous cheerleader, Benjamin Whitfield, who received his most valuable training at T.C.H.S. The scene shifts again. I see a super market at Boyd. It is owned by Ellis Rav Parker and managed by Shirley Whiddon. Inside, Ira Landry is displaying those wonderful Sunshine Dairy Products while Lowery Wentworth drives the delivery truck. I see quite a few new teachers at T.C.H.S. Don Rice is now teaching chemistry; John Walker, shorthand; and Billy McLeod. English. Cecil Carlton is now principal of the “thing.” What is this? The Capitol. Gordon Davis is being inaugurated as Governor. He has retained Betty Lynn as his private secretary. Louis Shaw is the new comptroller. Not far down the street is the “Bags for Hags” Dress Shoppe, owned by Irene Mantzanas. Betty Inman is her leading model, and Bonnie Ruth Baggett and Etheleen Register are sales clerks. Ah. I see orange blossoms. Why. it’s a wedding! Hazel Sauls and Charles Holmes are being united in Holy Wedlock. But who is that round, so firm, so fully packed preacher? Well, for heaven’s sake, it’s Harry Hall. His fiancee, Shirley Parker, is the soloist, accompanied by Imogene Simons, a gifted organist. But wait! A mist is clouding the crystal ball, blotting out the view; I can see little. Alas. I can see no more in the crystal ball.