Timmonsville High School - Tihisco Yearbook (Timmonsville, SC)

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Class History In the fall of 1955 we, the graduating class of 1959, entered Timmons- ville High School. There were fifty-three of us, bright faced and eagerly awaiting the day that we could be like those big people we admired so much--the seniors. To lead us through our first year in this new world of high school life, we elected as our class officers Annie Jo Matthews, pres- ident; Joan McLendon, vice-president; Tommy Hensley, secretary; Woody McKay, treasurer; and Cecelia Quantz, representative on the student cil. After an unusually short summer we again returned to T. H. 5., this time as sophomores. After having spent one year here in high school, we felt a little more at home and quickly got down to work and elected Marilyn Wilkes president, Alfred Tolson vice-president, Gwen Kraft secretary, Hartwell Jordan treasurer, and Tommy Hensley representative. The next year, our junior year, was a big one for us. Along with our class sponsors- Mr. Lee Roy Haymond, Mrs. Loutee Pardue, and Mrs. Dene Donohoe-we entertained the seniors at the Junior-Senior Prom, car- rying out an Old South motif. We also presented our first class play, Headin' for a Weddin’, a hillbilly farce in three acts. Our junior leaders were as follows: president, John Woods; vice-president, Hazel Lane; sec- retary, Freddie Hicks; treasurer, Gwen Kraft; and representative, Betty Jean Gibbs. In September, 1958, the day came when we could at last call ourselves seniors. We realized that we were leaders in our school activities and must assume the responsibilities of our position. We were confident that we would be able to do so under the leadership of our officers, elected the preceding spring—Alfred Tolson, president; Marilyn Wilkes, vice-presi- dent; Betty Jean Gibbs, secretary; Phyllis Ann White, treasurer; and Freddie Hicks, representative. Guided by our sponsors—Mrs. Lillian Wade, Mrs. Mary Lou Ritchie, and Miss Helen Lee--we have carried on the activities of our class. This spring we presented our final class play and were the honored guests at the Junior-Senior Prom. The trip to New York, for which we had worked and to which we had looked forward since coming to high school, became a reality instead of a dream. Throughout the year John Woods has led the student body as president of the student council, and Leona Howell has served as its treasurer. Joan McLendon has been editor of the Whirlwind, while the 1959 edition of the Purple and Gold was published under the direction of Gwen Kraft. Graduation, with its pomp and ceremony, will in a few days close this history of our class; and with it our journey into life will begin. Yes, we shall soon graduate, but we know we shall never forget four of the most wonderful years of our lives—the years spent at our alma mater, Tim- monsville High School. 26

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Class Prophecy While walking in my back yard recently, I stumbled across a round object that looked like a crystal ball. When I looked into it, I was surprised to see Bonnie Benton sitting on top of Faye Lee. However, they soon got up, and Bonnie was named Cham- pion Lady Wrestler of 1980, so I knew that I was looking into the future. I looked deeper and saw Woody McKay in a bookstore buying a book written by Freddie Hicks. The title was How to Develop Your Muscles in 764 Easy Lessons. But the scene in the crystal ball changed quickly to an African jungle, where two brave mission- aries, Joyce Betts and Margie Pattillo, were preaching to a tribe of cannibals. Then I saw Sandra Stokes in a saloon in Texas, serving aloaifting root beer to a rich cow- boy, who turned out to be Myron Heimlich. Next the crystal ball showed me the mayor of Timmonsville, Lanier Welch, and his private secretary, Betty Jean Gibbs, attending the opening of a new high school. The main speaker was Carroll Howell, the principal, but the new band director, Larry Denham, and the algebra teacher, Jerry Yarborough, each had something to say. In the audience sat Mrs. Howell, whom I always knew as Frankie Jernigan; and Joan McLendon was nearby, taking pictures to publish in her newspaper, the Tim- monsville Blab. At that very instant I saw a copy of the Blab and found two of its articles rather interesting. A front-page story about Hartwell Jordan told of his latest invention—a disposal unit for old doughnut holes—and another announced that Jean Green had just published her latest novel, a heated romance entitled Love in a Burning Boxcar. But suddenly the newspaper was gone, and I saw Luther Bramlett sianding in front of a big department store he owned. Inside, Rose Hannah was sell- ing a wig to a bald-headed man, who turned out to be A1 Tolson, a famous ping-pong coach. Next door was a wishy-washy laundry, operated by Vera Sue and Sammy Hill. Their motto was 'We Wishee to Washee Your Clothes. Next I saw Gail Carraway and Patricia Dorriety in Mack’s Dime Store. They were the co-owners, and seemed to be doing a very good business. The scenes kept changing rapidly now. First I saw Gwen Kraft playing the bongo drums in David Hobson's night club. Nearby Gerald Lawrence and Hazel Lane were doing the cha-cha. Mitchie Yarborough was in the pulpit of a church delivering a stirring sermon, which was followed by a vocal solo by Carl Spring. Then a fashion- able girls school, owned by Geraldine Campbell came into view. Phyllis Ann White, the only teacher, was giving a course on How to Catch a Man, and there were Linda Kennedy and Leona Howell receiving their diplomas. Across the road was a home foraged men between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five. Libby Truluck and Marilyn Wilkes had just opened it. The crystal ball then showed me four scenes very quickly. First I saw Lorene Parnell and Betty Bramlett in Hollywood, starring in a movie called The Monsters from Planet X. Of course, they weren't the monsters. Those parts had been saved for two famous actors, Randall Lee and Vivien Lane. Next I saw the Timmonsville High School gym, where Ann Green, coach of the girls basketball team, was talking things over with Georgia Anderson, her assistant. They were both pretty much dis- couraged, because their team hadn't won a game in two years, but hoped that things would be better soon. Then I saw Ellen Godwin doing some bookkeeping, which was reaHy the weekly budget for her family of ten. And there was Annie Jo Matthews buying a 1980 Rambler from John Wood's Rambler Agency. I was greatly excited by that time, seeing all my classmates in the year 1980. But the crystal ball slowly faded, leaving me wondering. Just how will the wonderful class of 1959 turn out? 21