Zephyrhills High School - Zephilsco Yearbook (Zephyrhills, FL)

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Class History Let’s turn back the hands of time to the year 1942. What's this we see? Twelve well-scrubbed six- year olds, most of them being bribed to enter their first year of brain strain. The angels in this group were Beulah Arnold, Dorothy Austin, Floyd Cherry, Phyllis Geiger, Anna Greene, Ira Hill, Bobby Lou Hormuth, Joan Lefler, Eddie McClellan, Patsy Ryals, Helen Wells and Keith Witham. We were kept on the straight and narrow by Mrs. Helen Hamilton. Believe it or not she's still teaching. Our second grade was not quite so hard. We learned to play such games as Tiddlywinks, London Bridge, and Post office. Patsy Kline, Tom Bright, and Nola Howell joined us during this year, and with Mrs. Bliteh's encouragement we managed to get promoted written on our report cards. George Neukom and Loyd Davis became part of our happy family in the third grade; this was the year all of us argued over who would bring our teacher, Mrs. Turner, a rosy red apple. I don't think any of us will ever forget the time Tom Bright brought her one with a nice juicy worm in it. And believe me Tommy hasn't changed a bit. Our fourth and fifth grades were trying ones. We had approximately ten teachers within the two years. After a time, we set up a motto directed to our principal: you hire 'em, we’ll fire 'em. H. C. Nes- bit and Bill Baker added number and power to our group. By the time we reached the sixth grade no one teacher would tackle us alone. Consequently we were divided into two parts. We missed our pals, but managed to get into plenty of mischief without one an- other. Jake Sapp, Norman Pricher, and Bill Johnson increased our number to twenty-two. Then the high school got a surprise. We invaded the building with renewed spirit. This year our registration line was a bit longer. After checking we found the extras to be none other than Dick Braden and Dale Vought. Our eighth and ninth grades were successful ones and we started saving at an early date for our long anticipated Zephilsco. ” Our ninth grade class officers to graduate with us were Bill Johnson, Vice Presi- dent and Bobby Lou Hormuth, Treasurer. The seniors showed us a swell time on Goon Day and we thoroughly enjoyed being ordered around. Additions were Paula Staples and Kenneth Keen. In the tenth grade we settled down to merely making money. We are sorry to say it wasn’t a bit too much. (We discovered this sad news during our senior year.) Louis Loysch joined us. Our officers were Dick Braden, President; Helen Wells. Secretary; and Bobby Lou Hormuth, Treasurer. And now our spending begins. If we could have left out the trivials such as the Junior-Senior Prom, our Junior year would have been one of few worries. Bill Turner, Lonnie Whitworth, and Gerald Jackson came along to share our headaches. Our officers were Norman Pricher, President; Dale Vought, Vice President; Helen Wells, Secretary; and Phyllis Geiger, Treasurer. We presented our class play There Go die Grooms in February, and settled down until the end of school. We got our class rings then, and after singing Aloha to the class of 1953, we were the mighty seniors. Our last year was by far the quickest. The first semester passed and before we knew it we were work- ing on our senior class play, Little Miss Spitfire. Play practice and annual staff meetings kept everyone busy until the last three months of school when cards, invitations, caps and gowns, and finally the annual, arrived. Our senior class officers were Dale Vought, President; Norman Pricher, Vice President; Paula Staples, Secretary; and Phyllis Geiger, Treasurer. We graduated on June 3, and most of us scattered to parts unknown. We hope this annual will give you ample remembrance of us and cover the numerous activities of the 1953 -1954 school year. Good luck and may God bless you all.

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PAULA STAPLES How Lucky You Are Journalism 3,4; FHA 2,3, Presi- dent 4; Cheerleader 4; Junior Play; Senior Play; Majorette 1, 2; Basketball 1,2,3; Class Secretary 4; GAA 2; Football Princessl, Queen 4. GEORGE NEUKOM Music, Music, Music Band 1, 2,3, 4; Senior Play; Stu- dent Council Treasurer 1, Secre- tary 2, Representative 3, Presi- dent 4. ftoot} iixd» ANNA GREENE You're so Understanding Glee Club 3; Annual Staff Ad- vertising; Photography 1; Dra- matics Club 2.

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Prophecy Zephyrhills, Florida June 3, 1964 Mr. John F. Clements Padded Cell No. 6 7 8 Chattahoochee, Florida Dear Mr. Clements, There are rumors that you will soon be cured of your mental condition which 1 am ashamed to admit was provoked by our merry little group of hair and cane raisers led by Dale Vought, class president in 1954. Speaking of Dale, whom I'm sure you remember, this boy is really raking in the shekels. He went Into business for himself after graduation. He is located between the Family Cleaners and Wheeler’s Ga- rage, but you can't miss his big 3-D sign out front: Jet planes for hire, dogs walked, delivering and scalp- ing real cheap. Anna Greene is his mechanic to keep the jets in flying shape. Beulah Arnold and Nola Howell are demonstrators of Eddie McClellan's adjustable-length Catfishmo- biles. These buggies are really the coming thing. They adjust from a foot long to a block long and are a lot cheaper than pogo sticks, and have a wheel in the back-seat that steers the rear wheels, (this solves the back-seat driver problem) and Beulah and Nola quite often fight for the privilege of demonstrating a back-seat driver. Dorothy Austin writes music with square notes to be played by her square bell cornet with the shovel mouthpiece. She says this is to dig the squares. Speaking of squares Dick Braden has been working for the past ten years on square eggs to prevent rolling off the tables. Also they stack up better. Bobby Lou Sibley as you know was married the year we graduated. She and Don have sixteen boys and they are all 8-star generals in the Junior Woodchucks of America. Norman Pncher and Paula Staples are still enjoying their long engagement (it started in the eleventh grade) because they Towed as how long engagements run in their families. That is, Paula’s runs. Norman said his has been running so long that now it has to be carried. Lonnie Whitworth has moved back and forth between Zephyrhills and Murfreesboro half a dozen times. He can't seem to get Sue to move up there because of the altitude of those Tennessee mountains and his great granpappy won't let him move the moonshine still to Florida. Our loud-mouthed little walking vacuum, Patsy Kline, if you remember right, graduated from the midget category the same time she graduated from school. She had 5 16 of an inch of height added onto her shoe heels. This brought her up to 3 feet, 1 8 inch. Now working in a pressure cooker factory, she stands inside the pressure cooker and checks the seal of the lid and installs the safety valves. Joan Lefler, always the perfect Angel is now wearing the wings she wanted for so long. Of course, she doesn't get a harp with these. They are some that Ralph wore the chrome bare and gave them to Joan as a supplement to his engagement ring. Patsy Ryals, the Canary of the airwaves as she is called on her radio program sponsored by Pulverized Potato Peelings and Plaster of Paris for Palate Platering, is grinding and whining out songs regularly every blue Monday with old Grand paw Cornsilk and his Moonshine Music Manglers. Bill Baker has a horse ranch on the new system of efficiency which he devised. The horses draw straws to see which will blow reveille and round up the cowboys for branding when the time comes to pay them for eating the grass which is a nuisance to the horses. Ira Hill and Kenneth Keen invented a better mousetrap a few years ago and die world beat a path to their door with unpaid bills. This mousetrap is made up of a miniature barroom with a trained mouse bar- tender. When the Saturday nite gang of mice gets all sot up, the bouncer, a genuine midget rat terrier, tosses them into the clinker for dusturbing the peace. This system is very effective, but the fire water runs into money.