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The memories of the following classmates can be found on this page: Carole Kimbrell; Rose Howell; Edward Robinson; Betty Jean Moore; Mary Sanders; Billy Walker; Eddie Bryson; Jimmy Music; Robert Bland; James Yarbrough; Carolyn Woodward; Ann Duncan; Carolyn Jones; Terrell Cantrell.
I REMEMBER HUMES AS IF IT WERE
Not long ago I saw in the Memphis Flyer that Lauderdale Courts were being restored as part of the beautification of downtown Memphis. My family came to Memphis from Water Valley, MS in 1951and moved into Lauderdale Courts, a community of beautiful apartments surrounded by broad vistas of grass and trees. The neighbors were mostly single mom families, handicapped adults, medical and law students and immigrant families. Apartments were inspected monthly to make sure they were being taken care of properly. It was a great place to live even though they were government subsidized apartments.
My sister June, my brother John and I enrolled at Humes High School. Our brother C. W. enrolled at Christine Grammar School. Humes was the biggest school we had ever seen. We were just poor country kids who had attended very small schools. We really didn't feel alone because we walked to school every day with dozens of neighborhood kids who couldn't afford to ride the bus either.
Relda Alpuente, Georgia Avgeris, Frank Simonton, Virginia Eddleman and Elvis Presley were some neighbors I remember well. At school I made friends quickly with Rose Howell and Barbara McKenzie who became my closest buddies. My favorite teacher was Miss Thompson. She taught me to love books. I still love reading. I also liked speech and acting. I guess I've always been a ham.
I was very shy and afraid of boys my own age. But, I remember having crushes on Frank Simonton and George Blancett. Virginia Eddleman's family had beautiful voices and sang gospel music. She took me to hear them once when Elvis was singing on the same program. Soon after that my sister June and I ran into Elvis at the Suzore #1. He sat down beside me and after a while I felt his arm slide across my shoulder. I was so scared that we moved to another row. One night he was singing at the Humes Talent Show. My friend Rose left me to watch the white elephant booth while she went up and checked out the talent. Elvis sang while I was taking care of the booth so I never did hear him sing at Humes.
I worked at St. Joseph Hospital after school as a nurse's aide to save money to go to nursing school. Elvis' mother Gladys usually worked on the floor above me. Sometimes we worked together. She was a pretty lady who talked about her son a lot. She wanted me to come to dinner, but it never worked out. She taught me how to care for patients in a kind and gentle way. She was a great role model.
I thought my next door neighbor, Georgia Avgeris, was so beautiful and smart. I wanted to be in the Honor Society just like she and Rose were. I liked her brother Johnny a lot. I had my eye on him, but he had his eye on being a doctor, which he later became. I enjoyed knowing that wonderful family.
Rose and I double dated for the Junior-Senior prom. I remember after the prom we ditched Rose's date who had gotten a little drunk and went to West Memphis to have an early breakfast with just about everyone who was at the prom. Rose's date showed up with another group. A good laugh was had by all. Most of the girls wore long strapless dresses which were quite daring for the '50's. Those were special times.
I loved to volunteer at the old Front Street Theater. I actually had walk-on parts in "God's Little Acre" and other productions. I saw Tennessee Williams and William Faulkner when they came to town. I went to the Metropolitan Opera performance of Carmen to see Rise Stevens. Those were rich days and they didn't last long enough. My days at Humes are among my fondest memories.
I was in the graduating class of 1953 and in the class picture, but I didn't quite finish with the class. I ran away and got married in the Spring of 1953. We settled in Las Vegas, Nev. for 6 years where I met lots of famous people. We returned to Memphis and I finally finished nursing school. I raised 5 children and also had a very rewarding career. I am now retired.
MISS "PEANUT" ALMOND
Miss Nola Almond taught at Humes for 40 years. I was one of her students. I can still remember the chaos that always transpired in her classes. She stood less than 5 feet tall and looked like she swallowed a ball that sunk to her hips. She had teeth like Bugs Bunny. Everyone called her "Peanut" behind her back. The boys would tease her until she threatened to send them to the office. She mostly never got around to sending anyone there. She never got around to teaching either. She gave open book tests so no one ever failed. If anyone learned anything, it was strictly by accident.
One day she was being harassed by one of the boys. She shouted "If you don't sit down and be quiet, I am going to jump out of the window". The boy jumped up, opened the window and shouted back, "Go ahead and jump, Peanut". Miss Almond put her head on her desk and then cried. The class became very quiet for the rest of the period.
CLASS OF '53
My recollection of dear ole Humes was about a lot of wonderful things happening to all of us as we attended, the songs that were popular then, the note books that were passed around (I think they were called slang books) where a person's name would appear on a page and everybody had a chance to write on that page such as cute boy, stuck up guy, cute girl, etc., etc. About dances, first real important dates with the opposite sex, proms. How simple life seemed then. How a guy wouldn't even kiss a girl on the first date, hold hands maybe if he were brave and she was receptive.
I have in my office right now a magazine rack that Elvis and I made together in woodshop. So, I do remember Elvis but no more than I remember Jimmy Music, Billy Leaptrott, L. D. Ledbetter, Billie Mae Chiles or Rose Howell.
My memories of Humes High School are vivid and precious. In fact it may be the reason I shy away from reunions. I prefer to remember us as we were, young innocent kids full of dreams of the future.
HUMES SEVENTH GRADE MEMORIES
Humes wasn't just a high school, it was a junior high, too. I remember arriving there about 6 weeks after school began. My family had moved from South Memphis to North Memphis. It was traumatic to leave A. B. Hill which had been my school since the first grade. I felt very alone when I entered Humes. I didn't know a soul there except my sister Doris who was several grades ahead of me. My older brother and sister were at South Side and my younger brothers had to go to Gordon Grammar School.
I walked into Miss Fuller's 7th Grade class feeling that every eye was focused on my arrival. I saw kids of all shapes and sizes staring at me as if I were an intruder into their well organized routine. Then all of a sudden this really cute guy came over and introduced himself. Jimmy Music made me feel welcome and comfortable. He introduced me to the rest of the kids and I didn't feel lonely any more. Shirley Patterson and Dorothy Collins were especially friendly and asked me to sit with them at lunch.
Shirley invited me to be a part of her social group. She was so sweet to me. We became really good friends. She lived in an old house with 20 foot ceilings which was right next door to the Seventh Street Baptist Church. I loved to go visit her neighborhood and play catch with all the cute boys.
I lived on Breedlove Street and walked to school everyday with Barbara McKenzie and Carolyn Dellinger, who were in the 8th grade. Carolyn's brother Hubert and his friend Walter Murphy would never walk with us. They always walked at least a block ahead of us so no one would see them with us.
Nobody much dated in the seventh grade. We were "in like" with each other. We paid our own way to the movie theaters and flirted a lot. I was in like with Terrell Cantrell, Jimmy Music and several other boys whom I can't remember now. It was a wonderful year. I loved my new school and all the kids I met.
My cousin, Dorothy Jackson, and I were monitors stationed outside the entrance to the library to make sure that students checked out their books properly and to maintain order in the hall between classes.
Whenever Elvis Presley walked by we would look at each other and laugh and giggle. (We both had a crush on him.) One day he walked up to Dorothy and asked her why we laughed when he walked by. She was so dumbfounded that she blurted out "It's because we think you are so good-looking." I guess he was surprised also; he just broke into a grin and walked away. I was just sitting there with the reddest face that a girl could ever have. Whenever I'm embarrassed, I blush so badly that I feel as though my face will ignite. My face didn't ignite but from then on whenever I would see Elvis coming down the hall, I would stick my face into a book and not look up.
MY FAVORITE TEACHER AT HUMES
I had many teachers at Humes that I liked and admired and a few that I did not like at all. The one that stands out the most is the one that stands out the most for a lot of the students, Miss Fran Moss. She inspired us to love books and great literature. There wasn't any great literature at our family home. Our parents were busy just putting food on the table for our family of 9. We read the Memphis Press Scimitar and the Commercial Appeal because my brothers had paper routes.
Miss Moss encouraged us all to do our best. She did not give praise easily, but she gave it when she saw something promising in the work she assigned us to write. I tried hard to get a good comment from her on anything I wrote. I spent a lot of time hanging out at the Cossitt Library. She gave me an A+ on my research paper. I still have that paper today. She inspired me for life.
MEMORIES OF HUMES
Even though my family was poor, the six years I spent at Humes were the happiest of my life. I did not realize it until after I became a mature adult. My family lived in a 4 room clapboard shotgun house which was insulated by several layers of wallpaper. It was much colder in the winter back then. There were many students at Humes that were in the same circumstances, but it did not keep us from getting a good education or having a wonderful time.
One of my most enjoyable classes was Senior Band. We marched in parades, played at pep rallies and football games and occasionally followed the football players to their out of town games. If you were not good enough to play football or popular enough to be a cheerleader or ROTC sponsor you could join the band. The band girls weren't so dumb because the boys usually out numbered the girls. I guess that's one reason I spent 5 years in band class.
Mr. Roy Coats, the Band Director, was such a wonderful man he didn't have trouble getting people to join the band. In fact, he told us many times that if we skipped school we should skip band period too. He was getting tired of being called to the principal's office to explain to Miss Richmond why students would come to band class and then skip the rest of the day.
The lunch room was a favorite meeting place, especially in cold weather. One of the things I like to tell my kids and grandkids is that we always saved our seats by leaving our books and purses on the tables. Try doing that now. Some of us would also go there before classes every morning for junk food and the latest gossip. What fun!!!
Elvis was in my 12th grade homeroom, Mrs. Mildred Scrivener, 12-5. She was not particular about whether we sat, stood or wandered around as long as we showed up for roll call. Elvis would lean on a desk and just pass the time of day with everyone. We all knew that he was different, very, very, different. But, we all had the same goal of graduating and getting out in the real world. We later found out just how different he was.
THE WAY IT WAS
The year was 1950. William Bennett, Betty Chipman, Ray Lofton, James Rotenberry and I had just graduated from Hollywood Junior High and were headed for unknown territory. We had broken from other Hollywood graduates who were going to attend Tech High School, as everyone who lived in the Hollywood district always did. No one in their right mind would set foot in the halls of an arch rival school.
I guess we were crazy because we decided to go to Humes High School. We didn't know what kind of welcome we would get from the die-hard Humes students, but we gathered up what little courage we had and registered. For a few days it seemed as if we were all alone in that big school. We usually took the long walk together from Humes to Chelsea Ave. to catch the city bus back home.
But it didn't take long for us to meet and get to know some of the friendliest people in the city of Memphis. We all had a wonderful time going to Humes. It was the best time of our youth. We met people there who became cherished friends.
I am the only one of the five Hollywood students who is still living. Knowing those dear friends as I do, I am sure they are all waiting with places set for the rest of us to join them for one last Class Reunion in Heaven.
When I was born, my family lived in
the country. We moved to Memphis and my
He had a serious expression most of the time during the beginning of the school year. But, later in the year, he surprised us by playing his guitar before school several mornings. He didn't sing; he just played. He was accompanied on the grand piano by another student, Warren Gregory. We really enjoyed the impromptu jam sessions, but we kept our eyes peeled for Miss Alexander because we weren't real sure how she would react to our choice of music. We never found out because she never showed up while they were playing.
Elvis was very polite and respectful to all the teachers. He always addressed them as "Maam" and "Sir". He seemed very shy and I identified with him since I was shy, too. It was a very special year for me.
I remember him driving a
maroon convertible; I believe it was a Lincoln.
Reading the stories from some of the classmates really does bring back memories. It is difficult to put names with faces after so many years.
We were very fortunate to have gone to Humes and at the time we did. Although most of us hardly had lunch money, we never heard of drugs or any of the other things that have contaminated our society today.
Reading Carole Kimbrell's story reminds me of playing football and baseball at the "triangle" in the Lauderdale courts. Reading about Gordon School reminds me of the many good times that I had at Dave Wells Community Center.
Everybody seems to have Elvis stories. I, too, have several stories as I lived down the street from him. I guess that one of the best was when George Klein, who helped Dewey Phillips, told us that he was going to play an Elvis recording that night. We went to the Bar B-Q drive inn on Thomas (the name escapes me) and waited for it to be played. Never did any of us think that anything big was ever going to become of him.
HUMES MEMORIES STARTING 56 YEARS
My best friend, Mike Henderson, and I arrived at Humes in the 7th grade from Pope Elementary School. Esther Crook, Billie Banks and Frank Wilson are a few of the kids that I remember who came with us. Rose Howell says that I was in Miss Fuller's 7th grade homeroom, but I think I was in Peanut Allmond's home room. It doesn't matter now.
I had a lot of bad luck with some of my teachers. My 8th grade home room teacher, Miss Aymett was known as the "coupon lady". She gave special treatment to students who kept her supplied with the latest coupons. I didn't have any so I guess that's why I wasn't on her preferred list. Miss Boswell my 9th grade Civics teacher, gave me 2 F's for things actually done behind her back by others. Bobbie Horne and Phyllis Trabish, her pets, could do no wrong.
Miss Jennie Alexander, was not fond of me because I was dating Bonnie Jean Sexton. I guess she didn't think I was good enough for Bonnie. She actually told me going to Memphis State would be a waste of my time and theirs.
My favorite teacher was Miss Frances Moss. She was tough and fair and I could talk to her about anything. Many years after she got married, I ran into her and her husband down on the Mississippi River where they had beached their boat. They invited me on board and we had a drink and a nice visit. She was proud of me.
During lunch period Jim Humphries, Terrell Cantrell, Herbert Howell, Bill Tatum, Bobby Bland , Ed Robinson and I played cork ball on the north campus after we ate hotdog lunches at a little beer joint on Saffrans at Peyton Place. I hated the lunch room food and rarely ate there the whole 6 years I went to Humes. It might have been the lard.
I was a junior high school cheer leader, a member of the band for 4 years, a member of the debate team and the Herald Staff. My favorite claim to fame was that in the 9th grade, I placed second in the Male Beauty Show. L. D. Ledbetter beat me because he had prettier legs.
I played Dwight D. Eisenhower in the mock 1952 presidential election debates in our American Problems class. IKE won the real election, but I lost the mock election by one vote. L. D. Ledbetter cast the deciding vote because he thought I was too rough on James Arnette Phillips.
Now that the statute of limitations has run out on petty crimes, I will confess I ran a loan shark business at Humes for years. I charged 10 cents on every dollar I loaned out. I usually got my money back and never had to heavy hand anyone. To me it was a way to help my friends and make a little extra money. I worked all the way thru high school at several jobs.
I didn't have any heavy romances during my high school years except for Bonnie. I do remember liking a lot of girls, some of whom liked me back and I let one girl wear my school sweater for a while. All in all it was a wonderful time of life and I enjoyed those years very much.
I went on to a career in law enforcement in Memphis, retiring in 1994. I owe much of my success to the years and the staff at Humes High School.
HUMES MEMORIES OF ROBERT BLAND
I went to Humes because my dad graduated from there in the late 20's. My grade school years were spent at Guthrie and then a very short stay at Bellevue Jr. High. I transferred to Humes during the 7th grade. Miss Fuller was my home room teacher and my Latin teacher. I wasn't very good at Latin. Who was? Miss Fuller like me so I managed a passing grade.
I really liked my algebra teacher, Miss Fischer. What I learned in her class helped me in my future career as an electrician.
I really didn't have too many experiences with Elvis at Humes, although, I do remember going riding in his old car. We talked in the halls mostly. I got to know him better after we graduated.
I was working at Crown Electric when Elvis was hired as the delivery boy. We became friends. Our bosses told Elvis he should get rid of his guitar and do something useful. When he delivered materials to my job site one day we talked about his future. I told him that I would try to get him in the apprentice program if he wanted me to. He thanked me and said he was going to try his luck with music first because he really liked it.
I saw him later in his pink Cadillac a couple of times and on his motorcycle. His luck with music turned out to be pretty good.
I enjoyed my years at Humes. Most of us were poor and had to work during our high school years, but we had some pretty good times together and learned the basics to help us earn a living.
My fondest memories of Humes are about the Senior Band. I remember a group including Chris Kolivas, Billy Leaptrott, Gene Schneider, Joann Massereno, Mona Raburn, Bob Barnes and I used our study hall hours in the band room practicing. We were very serious about music. Mr. R. Roy Coates, our leader and director, was one of my favorite teachers. He encouraged us all to do our best.
I majored in music at Memphis State University and played in the Memphis State Band, the Memphis State Orchestra, Memphis Symphonetta, Noel Gilbert's Shell Orchestra and even an Army Reserve band.
My other favorite teacher was Miss Ann Schroll. She taught Spanish. I took it with a bunch of sophomores when I was a senior. She went out of her way to help us all have fun with it. I really enjoyed that class.
I attended Memphis State for 3 years and then found a full time job. Like most of the Humes kids, I had to work my way thru school. I spend 30 years in the banking business before I retired last year.
I remember our class song very well. I played it enough. Dear Old Humes I will always love you.
Some thoughts about Elvis. We were both Mississippi boys who had come to the big city. We understood each other. We had shop together in the 10th grade. When we weren't working on our project, we spent our time in the bathroom pitching pennies. Elvis got so mad one day that he punched the shop wall and almost broke his hand. I never saw him do that again.
My favorite teacher was Miss Frances Moss. Most of the ball players took her American History class in the 11th grade in case we had to repeat it. The few girls who were in our class at the beginning of the year soon left. Once, when Miss Moss was sick for a day, the substitute teacher told Mr. Brindley that she would never sub for our class again. We all managed to pass and go on to her American Problems class in the 12th grade.
Three days before graduation Miss Moss announced a test for the next day. After much moaning and groaning we came up with a plan. I won't say who took the answer sheet out of her desk and copied it while she was out of the room, but we were soon prepared for the test.
The next day when she passed the test out we were all busily filling in the blanks when we noticed that Dwight Malone was twisting and turning in his seat. Miss Moss asked if someone would lend Dwight the answers since he must have lost his. The jig was up or, as they say now, we were busted.
Miss Moss then told us that she had figured out a way to get us to come to school on the last day of classes and if we had thought about it we would have realized that our final grades were already figured and posted. She also added that she thought we were smarter than that.
MY GOOD DAYS AT HUMES
I started to Humes in the 7th grade after attending Gordon Elementary with my sister Betty, my cousin Martha Jane Woodward, and my friends Betty and Frances Tutor. Humes was so much bigger that I got lost a lot the first few days.
Miss "Peanut Almond" was my 7th grade English teacher. We didn't learn much, but we had a good time. One day she brought us some candied watermelon squares she had made. We spent the entire period talking about different fruits that could be candied. I still don't know what that had to do with English.
My 8th grade Math teacher, Miss Aymett, was always entering contests. When she won something she talked about it the whole period. She won a lot of contests so we knew more about coupons and contests than how to multiply and divide.
Mr. Presgrove, my 9th grade Algebra teacher was a referee for the high school football games and on the days after the week-night games, we had free time because he was napping. After our own football games, we usually walked home from Crump Stadium. Along the way we would discuss important things, like cute boys that we had crushes on, who looked best in his uniform and who had the cutest smile. The next day we were the ones taking naps in class.
I was in Miss Mildred Scrivener's 12th grade home room with Elvis. He never had any school supplies. He borrowed paper from someone every day. He looked so different from the other boys who had crew cuts and blue jeans. He wore black pants and his hair always hung down in his face. He was always very polite.
We lived two blocks from school. We didn't have fancy cars or big houses, but we were happy. We had friends and things to do that kept us from being bored. Life was good.
When I look through my Humes directory, I think about my classmates and wonder what they are doing now. I would love to talk to some of them. It's hard to believe that it's been 50 years since those wonderful days at dear ole Humes.
MEMORIES OF HUMES HIGH SCHOOL
I have so many happy memories of "Dear Old Humes." I will write about some of the Humes people besides my husband (Ken Hearn) who had an impact on my life.
Our principal, Mr. T. C. Brindley, was a kind gentle person with a great sense of humor. Billie Mae Chiles and I cashiered in the lunch room. Mr. Brindley usually ate lunch during the time we were on duty. He would come in before the kids lined up for 5th period lunch. He would give us an order for steak, potato and salad or some special menu selections. We would serve him what ever everyone was getting that day (definitely not what he ordered) and talk to him while he ate. He carried on this routine all year. It was a great confidence builder for me to have the principal treat me like a friend and it helped me appreciate a sense of humor.
I was working in the school office with Shirley Tichenor (an earlier grad) and Rose Ellen Blount when we started giggling about something. Mr. Brindley came out of his office to see what was funny. I said "When the cat's away, the mice will play." Mr. Brindley said, "Ann Duncan, just wait until I tell Miss Richmond you called her a cat!" I promised him that if he would keep quiet I'd get him a real steak for lunch! I sure didn't want Miss Richmond mad at me!
Helen Geohagan, my Physical Ed teacher, took an interest in my welfare - who I dated, how I dressed, how I acted. She was like a wonderful big sister. She wanted me to go to college, but my family was poor. (Weren't we all?) She asked my mother for permission to pay my tuition to Memphis State. She also took me on a shopping spree to Levy's for my college wardrobe. When I married Ken and didn't finish college, I reimbursed her for the tuition, but only because I wanted to-not because she asked me to. She believed in me and helped me believe in myself.
There were other teachers that I loved and admired and some I didn't. I always tried to be respectful to all of them.
All of my school friends were special. What fun we had-Billie Mae Chiles, Shirley Ruleman, Betty Hall and so many more. I still miss Billie Mae very much. My sister was in the class of 1954. I had some good times with her too.
REMEMBER THOMPSON'S? REMEMBER PORKY'S?
REMEMBER THE RIALTO? REMEMBER FOOTBALL GAMES?
After Ken and I married, I worked at the National Bank of Commerce in Memphis. During the time he was recording at Sun Studios, Elvis Presley came into the bank quite often with Bob Neal, his first manager. He was always very friendly to me. He came in about a year after he was discharged from the Army. We had been talking for about five minutes when 10 or 15 screaming women came running up. He gave me a hug and left quickly. I never saw him again in person.
I believe one of the reasons we remember Humes High School so fondly is because we grew up in the "Glory Days'.
We didn't have to worry about guns and knives being used as weapons. Most boys carried knives in their pockets, but they were not for hurting people. They were for cutting strings, peeling apples, or carving girls initials on trees and fences. Nobody could afford a gun. Guns were for hunting. We didn't have to put everything under lock and key. Most people respected other people's property.
We had great pep rallies in the auditorium prior to the football games, with our cheerleaders getting us all into the "spirit". I remember skating parties at Rainbow Lake, gatherings in the lunchroom for gossip sessions, sitting outside on the front steps, riding to school in my boyfriend's old jalopy and walking to the Rialto or Rosemary Theater with friends and not being concerned about our safety.
I went through Humes with many of the same people I attended Guthrie School with for 8 years. We literally grew up together.
Mr. T. C. Brindley, my principal at Guthrie, became the principal at Humes when I entered the ninth grade. I dearly loved him. Miss Frances Moss, my first grade teacher, was also transferred to Humes. It was such a wonderful surprise to find both of them there when I arrived.
I loved Miss Scrivener and her history class. I was really into history. I had her sister in the seventh and eight grade at Guthrie.
Miss Kennedy was another favorite teacher. Her classes were always fun. She was really interested in us as individuals and most of the girls felt they could confide in her. I didn't learn how to cook or sew very well, but I had fun trying.
Actually I liked all my teachers. In Zula Boswell's civics class I memorized the book from cover to cover. I was afraid not to. I think I can still quote "How a Bill becomes a Law." (Not that anyone has asked me since I left Humes).
Like most Humes students I never thought much about Elvis. He was just a classmate I didn't know very well. But now the attention I get when people discover that I went to school with "Elvis" is fantastic! It is instant celebrity status.
My most daring deed happened the day I walked into the principal's office chewing gum. We all knew how Miss Richmond, the assistant principal, felt about gum chewing. She looked at me and said, "Spit it out". I did- right into her hand. For a shy person like me that was really something. I can still remember the look on her face.
I did attend Humes for six years, but after the ninth grade I really didn't have much time to socialize with my classmates or attend any of the school events. Two important things happened. I got a job and I met a beautiful girl in Mississippi. I spent the next three years burning up the highway going to work and visiting my girlfriend (they didn't have expressways then). Carolyn became my wife shortly after graduation. We have been happily married for over 50 years.
My Humes classmates came to our little piece of paradise in Hernando, Mississippi for a picnic as part of the 45th class reunion. My children put on the whole event which allowed Carolyn and me to enjoy visiting with my classmates, a luxury I didn't have during our school days. My classmates are always welcome to visit at any time. Our door is always open to the Humes Class of 1953.