Zephyrhills High School - Zephilsco Yearbook (Zephyrhills, FL)

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and we had History Class outdoors among the pines. Remember, guys and gals, the bus rides (??????) to and from school. This year we were ottered our tirst taste ot High School. As Freshmen we were soon accepted as a part ot the hub that turns the wheel. Rex Gilbreath, a small but mighty lad started his Freshman year right by joining and going along with us under the direction ot Coach Cappola. As officers we had: Martha Mae Keller, President: Mary Ann Vestal, Vice President; Helene Rexroad, Treasurer. Our first money making scheme was selling MAGIC. You may still find this amazing unsold product in all web-embedded corners. With a successful Freshman year behind us we en- tered our Sophomore Class under the supervision of Miss Clement. We were joined, by the Georgia boy, Guy Canaday and from Michigan, Donald Welsh. The officers were as follows: President Rex Gilbreath: Vice President, Cynthia Hinz: Secretary, Joyce Baker. Selling silk stockings, and Christmas cards was our means of support. Joyce Baker came to our financial aid by selling kisses. It was in our Junior year that we finally settled down to business. During football season our cry was, Get your programs, rent a cushion, and later on it was, buy a ticket to the Junior Class Play, WIL- LIE'S WEEKEND. The reasons for these money mad crys were: Our gifts of the office furniture to the school. By getting this gift in our Junior Year we had many occasions to use and enjoy it. Next was our Wonderful Banquet and Magnificent Prom. The Banquet was held in the Wolverine Motorette and the Prom in the Woman's Club Building. We used a Circus theme through-out the Prom and Ban- quet. Billy Stallings and Erleta Keen arrived in time to aid us in these numerous activities. Our Sponsor Mr. Johnny Clements was present to lend a helping hand. Joyce Baker was our ever Faithful President and Marilyn McClellan was Vice President. Rex Gilbreath was Treasurer and Nelda Rae Cook was Secretary. Well, at long last we re Seniors. At last we ve reached the top, the goal we’ve worked toward for I I years. Mary Jo Groselle came all the way from Indiana to finish her Senior year with us. We wel- come back our Sponsor of last year, Mr. Johnny Clements. It’s been through the help and guidance of Coach Clements that we have been able to ac- complish the things we ve done. Rex Gilbreath served as President of the Senior Class and Jack Lamb as Vice President, Joyce Baker, Secretary, Mary Ann Vestal as Treasurer, and Helene Rexroad, Class Reporter. We had many activities in our Senior year. The first was Goon Day, in other words Freshman initiation. The Seniors thoroughly enjoyed being treated like Kings and Queens for a day. Goon court at the end of the day was held for all Goons who did not obey the wishes of their Lords and Masters (Seniors). Next on our list was the Senior Play, THE BOARD- ING HOUSE REACH. The lead in the play was Wilbur Maxwell, portrayed by Rex Gilbreath. His co-star was Hercules who was portrayed by Jimmy Richards. Wilbur's sisters were Betty Lou, played by Nelda Cook and Connie played by Marilyn Mc- Clellan. His father was Jack Lamb and Helene Rex- road played the part of the mother. A humorous bunch of characters came to rent rooms. It all started because Wilbur wanted a bicycle in the worst way and went to no-end of trouble trying to raise money to get it. It was under the direction of Miss Clement, and proved to be a success. We also had the concessions at the football games, this was a means of raising money to finance the Zephilsco. Skip-day and Kids-day are next and believe me those are the two days all Seniors look forward to. Our trip on Easter Sunday to the Singing Tower was very enjoyable and one not forgotten easily. The Prom and Banquet was simply grand. The Annual Staff spent many a night trying to get the annual finished. And finally, after the supply of mid-night oil was about out, they finished with their masterpiece. Why before we knew it we found ourselves looking face to face with Graduation. The good old days were about to be over. First came Class Night on which night we paid our last tribute to dear ole' Z. H. S. and handed out the Zephilsco of 1951. Next came Baccalaureate, and then the night we all were looking forward to, even though, somehow it crept up on us a little fast, the night of all nights —Graduation. It was on this night we walked down the aisle and received our diplomas, the most cher- ished thing of all. This year book will bring back many memories in future years.

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Class M Days have come and gone and with them are many memories, we Seniors will never forget. After having struggled through 12 long years of study, it makes it possible for us to present what we consider our greatest presentation. Ladies and Gentle- men Our Class History! The future looked very bright for 3 timid girls who walked the stairs of Zephyrhills School 12 years ago. They were Marilyn McCellen, Mary Ann Vestal and Mary Greene. They were guided through their first year by Mrs. Helen Hamilton. In the second grade we were joined by three, shall we say, brighter students, who skipped the first grade to make the number now 6 to graduate from Z.H.S. in exactly I I years. Martha Mae Keller. Jon Ferguson and Jim Ferguson were the three and Mrs. Ester Blitch was the teacher. We started the third grade under the leadership of Mrs. Sara Ward. That was the year Harry Wheeler, our little sunshine boy joined our happy group. A chubby little professor to be, Jack Lamb, from Massachusetts stumbled over the threshold of the fourth grade room. Miss Elizabeth Brown was surprised to see such a brilliant student. It was in the fifth grade we finally caught up with Walter Hill who was patiently waiting for us to join him. We kept our teacher Mrs. George Kelner in a dither. In the Sixth grade Glen Davis, a blue eyed bashful boy from Alabama started school with us. Our teacher was Mrs. Willie Mae Ellmaker. Nelda Rae Cook caused a great disturbance when she bounced into the 7th grade. Mr. Nick Mangin had the pleasure of teach- ing us. Hilda Nesbit who had started to school before and left finally made up her mind to finish school with us. OH! the eighth grade, great things happened in this year. We were invaded by students from all over the U.S. including Crystal Springs. The newcomers were Helene Rexroad, Barbara Sabin, and Jimmy Richards. Later we were joined by the gal with many talents Ida Joyce Baker. Following Joyce's arrival we were joined by the shy girl from North Dakota, Cynthia Hinsz, but my how things have changed. We had several teach- ers that year. Mrs. Price started it and soon after her death we moved to the airport and were taught by Mr. Joiner and Mr. Stinson. This was the year everyone made A's and B's

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Cast Will And Zestament We, the Senior Class of 1951, being of sound mind and body, hereby make and declare this to be our last will and testament. To our Alma Mater, ZHS, and all the students and faculty who make up the school, we leave this Zephilsco of 1951 and the office furniture. To the teachers we leave fond memories of the angelic Seniors of 1951, also many thanks for all the help you have given us! To Mr. Luckenbach we leave a bottle of hadacol to give him strength to put up with the Seniors next year. To Coach Clements we leave our many thanks for seeing us through our Junior and Senior years, also our sincere appreciation for being the best sponsor any group could ask for. To the Junior Class we leave ambition to them to become Seniors. To the Sophomore Class we leave a sponsor like Miss Clement to start them off on the right track. To the Freshman Class we leave four years of hard work, also fond memories of Goon Day. I, Harry Wheeler, leave my ability to get along with Mr. J. Clark in band, to Joe Paul Womack and to Franklin Canaday my ability to flirt. I, James Richards, leave my ability to play Football to Hap Cherry and also my ability to love the gals without getting caught to Conrad Morgan. I, Guy Canaday, leave my towering height to Wilmer Wetherington and my job as Football and Basketball Manager to Lamarr Herndon. I, Glen Davis, leave my ability to ride a motorcycle safely to Robert Luscomb. I, Jon Ferguson, leave my small feet to Bill McIntosh. I, Cynthia Hinsz, leave my quiet, bashful, ways to Julia Belle Prachar, and my madness for cutting hair to Joan Johnson. I, Helene Rexroad, leave my job as class reporter to Carolyn Jones and my position as Basketball Manager to Shirley Leeson. I, Bill Marshall, leave to Joe Sutorus my curly black hair. I, Mary Ann Vestal, leave my freckles to Bobby Fullwood. I, Hilda Nesbitt, leave my towering height of 5' 71 2 to J. W. Jones and my ability to go steady during my Senior year to Lois Greene. I, Barbara Sabin, leave to Pat Edwards my ability to get along with the boys. I, Mary Greene, leave my ability to run errands and work in the office to Eddie White. I, Erleta Keen, leave my dark, raven beauty to Margie Wilkinson. I, Jack Lamb, leave my ambition to be a Symphony orchestra leader to Skip Riley and to Jeanne McGavern my ability to play the cornet. I, Martha Mae Keller, leave my position as majorette to Anne Hosmer and my ability to talk all the time to Kathy Kersey. I, Jim Ferguson, leave my height 6 4 to Carl Heufel. I, Joyce Baker, leave my slim graceful figure to Bill Richards and my ability to go with an air force fella to Barbara Frost. I, Marilyn McClellan, leave my height to John Forbis and my position on the basketball team to Janis Thorn. I, Walter Hill, leave my ability to know it all to Pat Jewett. I, Nelda Rae Cook, leave my sophisticated manner to Jim Kerr and my ability to always control my temper to Barbara Smith. I, Mary Jo Groselle, leave my mathematical ability to John Wasner and my vacant desk in homeroom to Bob Pace. I, Donald Welsch, leave my ability to get the Studebaker at any time to Larry Rickard. I, Bill Stallings, leave a bottle of old-spice, to Jack Clardy and my power over women to J. D. Locke. I, Rex Gilbreath, leave my long line of girl friends to Clifford Rowe and my ability to type to Shirley Pintler.