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Old Classmate?
Have you been guilty of looking at others your own age and
thinking...surely I
cannot look that old? You may enjoy this short story, which could be
true....
While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new
dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name.
Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had
been in my high school class some 50 years ago.
Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This
balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to
have been my classmate.
After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended LHS. "Yes," he replied. "When did you graduate?"
I asked.
He answered, "In 1954. Why?" "You were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely and then asked, "What did you teach?"
Courtesy
of Nancy Abbott Loveless
REMEMBER WHEN!
By Missy Parrish Stark*
Remember when we walked the halls,
Rushing to our next class;
Or the times we just gathered on the lawn,
Just to talk and sit on the grass!
Or how about the Friday nights,
And all those football games;
When we were so full of hope,
Our visions full of fortunes and fames!
Remember how proud we stood,
On graduation day;
And the sorrow that we felt,
As we went our separate way!
It's hard to believe how much we've changed,
In the fifty-five years that have passed;
But the friendships that we built back then,
Today, they still hold fast.
(*Written by the daughter of Percy Parrish
and dedicated to the Lubbock High School class of 1954.) |
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CALENDAR OF
EVENTS
If you
know of any event that the class would be
interested in please let us know.
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YEAR 2010-11 |
1954 LHS girls' luncheon
4th Friday of month.
Contact Sylvia Billings
Etter,
806-799-3991
sylviaetter@sbcglobal.net
Monday,
September 13, 2010 at 7:00 P M
Monday, October 25, 2010 at
7:00 P M
Next Reunion Meeting
Monday, January 24, 2011 at 7:00 P M |
Reunion meeting at
Sylvia Billings
Etter
5311 43rd Street
Lubbock, TX 79414
806-799-3991
sylviaetter@sbcglobal.net
Reunion meeting at:
Joe Dale and Joan
Bethany Bryan
4604 87th Street
Lubbock, TX 79424
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806-798-7869
c 806-317-9853 (Joe)
c 806 786-2282 (Joan)
jajdb@suddenlink.net
Reunion meeting at:
Sue Hunt Sexton
(Jim, '50)
4504 14th Street
Lubbock, TX 79416
806-799-5119
smfluzy2@gmail.com |
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YEAR 2011 |
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57TH LHS CLASS of 1954 REUNION--2011 |
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Friday, April 29, 2011
and
Saturday, April 30, 2011
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Friday, April 29, 2011
6 :00 PM - Registration & Reception, Lubbock Women's
Club, 2020 Broadway.
Saturday,
April 30, 2011
9:30 AM -
Lubbock High School, cafeteria and auditorium, coffee & rolls, tour.
10:30 AM - LHS Choir in
Auditorium
6:00 PM - Lubbock Women's Club, 2020 Broadway - dinner
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REGISTRATION
Form for Mailing
Must be in by Friday, April 1st
(fill out, highlight only this
section, click selection on print and print for mailing
with check - see instructions below) |
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Class Reunion
Every
ten years, as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail.
I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.
It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.
The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.
The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no longer do kicks.
No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.
The boy we'd decreed "most apt to succeed"
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted "least" now was a priest;
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.
They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.
They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.
At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.
It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.
By the fortieth year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.
And now I can't wait as they've set the date;
Our fiftieth is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.
Repairs have been made on my old hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, and my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.
I'm feeling quite hearty; I'm ready to party,
I'll dance until dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; and I hope at least one
Other person can make it that night.
Author Unknown
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Lubbock High School Class of 1954
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