Vancleave High School - Time N Tide Yearbook (Vancleave, MS)

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Bob: Senior Gokes (who has been served with a wing of chicken) Mrs, Faulk, can't I have another viece of chicken? This is all hinges. Mr. Mc.: Students, there will only be a half-day of school this Jimmy: morning. “Whoonee! Hurray! Mr. Mc.: Silence, we will have the other half this efternonn. When L, Dean was somewhat smaller, he came home and seic, Ma, I have something to tell you. My teacher kissed me. Well she asked, were you a good boy and did you kiss her back? Of course not! Dean denied indignantly. I kissed her face.” Mrs. Mc.: I wish Marshall, that you would vay a little attention to your algebra. Marshall: Well,I do pay as little attention to it as vossible. Mre. Faulk : Didn't I tell you to notice when the soup bo iled over? ‘ Mrs. Holden: I did. It was half-past ten o'clock. Clifton: Does Mrs. Penton like you? Ivan: She must. Ever paper she hands back to me is covered with kiss marks, Roy: Did you pass your exam? Edmond: Well, 1t was like this--you see--- Roy: Shake! Neither did I. Mrs. Penton: And where were you yesterday? Doris: Stop me 1f you have heard this one before. Mrs. Murphy: If there are any dumbells in the room please stand up. A long pause and then Clyte stood up. Mrs. Murphy: What! Do you consider yourself a dumbell? Clyte: Well not exactly, but I do hate to see you standing by yourself. Mr. Me.: I forgot to take my umbrella this morning. Mre.Mc.: When did you miss it, dear?! Mr. Mc.: When I started to close it after the rein had stopped! Bob : Your hammer strikes like lightning. Dean: You mean I'm fast? Bob : No, you never strike in the same place twice.

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Class Will We, the Class of '48, not 149 (we hove), not being of sound mind but of strong body, do bequeath these our most prized possessions. We are fully aware of the unworthiness of the re- ceivers, but we also are conscious of their great need of these assets. Ivan Ellis, bequeath my calm nature to Berton Havens. Roy Roberts, bequeath my good looks to Jerry Colona. Sorry, no mustachio} Marshall Roberts, bequeath my arguing ability to Howard Hughes. Mr. Hughes, with this you may be able to prove that fire is an animal. Jimmy Flurry, bequeath my biggness to Alabama's Big Jim Folsom. Big Jim, ,this will make 4t easier for you to kiss the babies. L. Dean Faulk, bequeath my lefthand shot to Bobby Holden. This, Bobby, plus a lot of other things, wins the ball game. Bob Roberts, bequeath my criticism of styles to Betty Dees. I definitely think the new look improves one's appearance, Betty. Clyte Olsen, bequeath my timidity to Nelda Gamblin. Don't worry, Nelda, you will outgrow it. Edmond Jennings, bequeath my interest in Ocean Springs to Florian Ware. Good luck, Florian. Clifton Davis, bequeath my laugh to Cousin Oswald. Joyce Groves, bequeath my bubble-blowing ability to Rogene Mallette. Watch out for the face, Pug . Doris Tillman, bequeath my photogenic quality to Patsy Dees. Get your mind out of the clouds, Pat , And last, we, the seniors, leave the whistle system to the teachers. If we don't wear them out this year the juniors will next. We also leave the mud holes out front for future stamping grounds.

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4 ‘No matter how long the river, the river will reach the sea. } Eugene Fitch Ware 14