came across these comments from the first year the website began to
evolve (April 2002) ... when several AHS Indians began writing about Radium.
That caused so much interest, it evolved into the
Albany High Times
in August of 2002.
I felt these words were "the beginning" of the website, and should have
their own page ... they
are very special history! They are arranged by date submitted ... beginning in April
~ Beverly Smith
submitted by Buster Wasden ('55) from
The Albany Herald
B.B. Rhodes (1952): The Radium article was in the Albany Herald and was an
interview with Morgan Murphy about the book Skywater that he and Lamar Clifton
wrote. I have a copy of the book and ifs really good. You can get a copy from
Albany Bank and Trust. (A new bank in town / home owned). Take care B.B.
Taylor Harrison (1954):
The latest is that the casino is to be torn down. Seems FEMA paid Manley for it
& the next step calls for tearing it down. Hopefully, still in the air, but
doesn’t look good for the home team.
Beverly Smith (1955):
When we first moved to Albany from Jacksonville, Florida in November of 1948, we
lived in the Magnolia Apartments straight east from Radium. There was a flood
that fall/winter that prohibited going into McIntosh Elementary School ...
you couldn’t get across the Flint River into town; and though Radium was flooded
too, I didn’t have a clue what that meant! But I certainly found out ...
for Radium was the "ground of bonding" for me.
In the summer Radium was Mother’s baby sitter ... and
every summer I went nearly every day. My closest group of girlfriends ... Sydnor Peacock, Sara Cordell, Mary Jane Cook and Roxana Speight ... were
there most days with me! And I have pictures ...
black and white of course to prove it! We turned our little bodies brown
as nuts with baby oil and iodine. And even though I had incredible naturally
blonde hair at that time, in went the lemon juice to make it lighter! We wore
bathing suits brand-named Jantzen’s, Catalina’s, and Rose Marie’s and we drank
wonderful icy co-colas in little green bottles! We sun bathed in the
little area just to the right of the grand stairway! And yes ...
dancing in The Pavilion was dancing the best way ... mostly jitterbug and
that wonderful "slow" dancing! I was afraid of heights, so the high dive and the
big slide were not for me! And I really was not crazy about the cold water
either, but one December 31st at midnight some of us simply got crazy
and jumped in the water from the concrete wall! I remember I forgot I was
wearing a brand new watch! I rescued it with my hair dryer later that night!
group of Juniors "sponsored" the Junior-Senior dances and I was dating
Coleman the year I was a sponsor ... unfortunately (smile) he played drums in
Ragsdale’s "Baron’s". Frankly I wasn’t impressed at all, especially with
the fact that if he was my date that night, I would pretty much have NO DATE!!!
So ... we broke up (HOW SHALLOW OF ME) and John Huie was kind enough to
escort me! But Terry did a beautiful thing ... Annie Jean Pridgen, who was also a sponsor, did not have a date. She asked Terry if
he would be her date so she could be listed in the newspaper as having an
escort. HE DID THE BIG TH1NG ... HE SAID YES!!!
also remember the Junior-Senior picnic my Senior year ... especially the
relays!!!! Somehow Suzy Whittaker and I ended up as the 2 girls on one
relay team ... that was a huge mistake for all the rest of the teams!
We just happened to be the 2 fastest girl runners in the school, and our team
finished before the others even got started on the last lap!!
Wiggins (1957): Great memories! The Junior-Senior you mentioned would have
been when I was a freshman at the old Albany High. I got to attend one year at
that school and am so glad that I did. Were you there the year Bubba Pippin
turned the turtles loose? His father had drained a pond on their farm and Bubba
broke in the school with the turtles and put them in lockers, teachers' desks
and all over.
Remember the black janitor that we all loved. He sang
"Sixteen Tons" one day on the intercom for us in the new school.
Anyway, he said he heard these scratching, scratching sounds and he looked down
the hall and there were all these "terrapins" coming down the hall. Of
course, Mr. Mc knew right away who had done it.
Anyway, back to the
Junior-Senior that year. Sam and I had just started going together. He had been
going with Jean Hunter and had already asked her to the prom. She didn't let him
out of his commitment which was understandable so I didn't get to go with him.
We didn't manage to go to one Jr-Sr the whole time we were dating. We went
together and broke up so many times, I guess we hold a record. I just remembered
Radium was also the site for the Cotton Ball. I also remember the powder-puff
football game. I have always regretted that I didn't play in it.
Smith (1955): Cleme - So many goodies in your letter!!! I do remember the
turtle story - although I don't remember seeing the sight of them! Bubba was
about 2 or 3 years ahead of me. Poor Mr. Mac! We used to sneak over to the
little eating place catty-cornered (now what does that actually mean?) *according
to Ted Cahill and Mr. Webster ~ cater-corner: on a diagonal line) from the old
high school. I don't know exactly what it was - I think just a soda/burger place
- they had a counter with stools. Anyway - they had the best hamburgers I have
ever eaten - and a bunch of us were over there eating when the owners saw Mr.
Mac coming and stuffed all of us into both the men's and the women's bathrooms -
I remember standing on top of the toilet!!! Mr. Mac was sure he had us - but we were
nowhere in sight!!! Scared us to death!
I do NOT remember the janitor - can't believe it if he sang "16
speaking of Suzy ... she and I were on the Glamazon's the first year Albany High
played powder puff football. She was right half back and I was left. We won the
game 18 - 0 using the same play - "The Suzy Sweep"!!! With me running
ahead of her and blocking her sweep - it was all over for the Pin Ups!!! So -
here's a bit of trivia ... do you know who started Powder Puff Football at
Albany High? ... 'twas moi!!! I read about it when I was in Florida the summer
of ‘54 and thought it would be a great money raising project for the Tri Hi Y
- Miss Plant thought I had lost my last brain - but she was a good sport and got
in the swing of things. Back in 1954 we made over $500 with that project, which
was quite a bit of money! So many WONDERFUL memories!!!
Wiggins (1957): I appreciated hearing from B.B. I remember your pretty
sister, Sharon and Sonny Spies. Sonny and I went to St. Teresa's together when
we were little 'uns. Our parents knew each other and I went boat riding with
them several times out at Turtle Hill.
Rhodes (1952): I remember Cleme Wiggins and I bet she remembers B.B. as one
of Motie’s older friends. As we get older we wonder what happened to people -
where are they - what are they doing, etc. I also remember Radium Springs, being
a life guard, diving in the boil, our Jr. Sr. picnic and winning the swimming
race, dancing and skinny dipping in the springs when no one was looking. I also
remember gigging ells in the creek and selling them to blacks in Harlem.
Tommy Pattison (1954):
I think the name of the burger joint catty-corner from the school was called The
Campus if my mind is working at all.
Page and Harriet Ort taught Bobby Pitts and me how to jitterbug in the Pavilion
at Radium. Of course Annie Jean Pridgen was there also. Those gals use to ride
with me to school just about every day. It's hard to believe only one person
that I just mentioned is still living, Harriet. That's sad.
remember the year I was a senior (I think) a pep rally was held at the Pig 'n
Whistle one Thursday night. All the cheerleaders were on the tops of cars
leading the cheers. I just remember that that was a fun night.
remember the turtle incident. Do you remember when Bill Sanders smeared the
Limburger Cheese under the desks in Mrs. Juhan's room. Bill, Liebe Briggs, Bobby
Pitts and I all worked at Gause's Super Market on Slappey. We all dared Bill to
do it and when we got to school on Monday morning you could smell that foul
smell at the south end second floor. I also remember someone putting a dead cat
in a vacant locker upstairs and locking it. It took a few days for the janitors
to find it. I also remember some guy throwing a cherry bomb in one of the
toilets in the boys restroom and the blast broke the toilet at the base. The
blast just lifted it up and sat it down hard.
(Bob) Gotsch (1952): Remember The Drifters, The Platters, Work With Me
Annie, Sixty Minute Man, Dig These Blues by the Four Clefs, Drinkin Wine Spootie
Ootie by Sticks McGee (I had to add these to my collection for old time sake);
Bill Bowick on the morning WALB radio show while you got ready for school and
Walter Flint on WGPC in the afternoon with Recordially Yours with the theme song
of "Sunny Side of the Street" by Tommy Dorsey? Mary Dale Vansant being
afternoon DJ playing dedications for the AHS crowd; "Gooch" Harper and
BB Rhodes as the first guy cheerleaders; Katy Sue as THE Majorette; AHS winning
the South GA championship by beating Richmond High and the sensational Johnny
Menger (he later played for Tech) by the penetration system, and then losing to
Murphy High of Atlanta, home of the sensational Betsy Tant, who I met a few
years later when I was at Tech: the girls basketball team starring Allison
Christian playing half court offense/defense; How about "Hambone"
Hamilton going to U of FL, Cleve Wester to Auburn, Tony Cushenberry, Goo Goo,
Harold Dean, Cleve Clark to GA; Tommy Mansfield and Archie Cobb to Tech, and
thinking AHS is a big time HS football factory; finally finding out that
"Bubba" Pippen's REAL first name was "Mangum" and knowing
why he wanted to be called "Bubba". The same about "Sula"
Moore ... I never met anyone whose first name was "Ursula" other
then Ursula Andress. And how many of you know that "Ducky" Jones real
name was Helen. How about the girls known as the "Sexy
Seven" ... gang boss Sandra kicked out Mary and changed the name to the
"Sweet Six". Trivia, name the members of Sweet Six or Sexy Seven;
How bout hanging out at lunch time on the steps of AHS checking out the gang
smokin' and jokin' in the cars; remember Nine Fingers and Glen Chapman giving
boogie woogie concerts on the stage of the auditorium at lunch to a great
appreciative group of music lovers; how about the Glee Club Trip to ABAC in
Tifton and Tommy Pattison singing "A hooya, hooya, hooya ya, swiftly
running waters"; what about Kid's Day with Bob and James Mason as two kids
rowing a boat and Bebbie Dobbins accusing us of acting drunk; can you ever
forget Joe Wallis in the MacBeth play stating the classic lines "To
horse". And Joe Wallis always seemed a head taller then the rest of us in
high school. I was surprised at our 25th reunion when I was finally
as tall as Joe and looked him in the eye and said " I think you must have
shrunk some, because we're the same height now. What about the belt line
we ran through as Frosh for initiation into being a real AHS'er, and seeing all
of the broken belts on the ground afterwards. Remember the old gym and the
fabulous Friday morning pep rallies with Barbara Lipsey leading the cheerleaders
through their paces, and the sock hops in the gym after the basketball games.
Coach Bernie Reed, Coach Pat, Jack O'Brien, Physics prof Jack Williams talking
GA Tech during fall class, telling us of going to the Tech/Ole Miss Sugar Bowl,
and how nasty the Ole Miss fans were. And then leaving AHS the next year
after marrying Patsy Ray;
How can you ever forget the Confederate hat and shirt craze where we bought army
fatigue hats and shirts from a surplus store and had Mom sew a Confederate flag
on each; the craze disappeared as soon as it started when every one became
"in" with the outfit, so it became "out" since everyone was
"in". Date night at the Albany Theater on Friday and always
lookin' around to see who was with whom; Alex Freeman playing his saxophone at
the "C" Room in the New Albany hotel, hangin' out listening to the
sounds with Adair, Charlie, and Buzzy Lamb, and thinking this was the epitome of
sophistication. Otis Terry keeping us in endless laughter with his unique
brand of humor; and good buddies Jack Griffin and Bobby Etheridge. Singing the
fight song "Orange and green boys, we're gonna win" with a wiseguy
always cracking "Why do we have orange and green boys"?
(Bob) Gotsch (1953): I visited with Charlie Johnson and his bride in Chapel
Hill, NC last January. Charlie is a chemistry prof at UNC. Charlie was an avid
photographer in high school and he showed me many pictures I have never seen
before. Among those were Jantzen shots of Sister Farkas, Georgia Neal Wolfe, and
Mary Dale Vansant. They were classic. He also has pictures of Broad Street shot
in 1953 from top of the C&S Bank building, and a shot of the Royal Ice Cream
Shop on Pine and Jefferson across from the City Auditorium. Charlie is into
digital and can email pix. YES, I remember Pizza Pie and Gargano's out at 5
points by the GA Drive-in. Who all was with us that night? Was it James Mason,
Charlie & Adair? I'm still big on anchovy and sausage pizzas. I like the
Tortinos which you can load up at home and heat up in the oven, and Um-Um Good.
stuff is better e-traffic then e-jokes, of which I read, grin, and sometimes
pass on, or zap.
Harriet Ort's reply was very nice. I haven't thought about Harriet since 1953,
but I remember her and Sammy Mansfield, who also sent a reply and I haven't
thought about him since1952. What is interesting, is I remember them as 16 years
old. I probably wouldn't know them by sight now. Harriet mentioned Marlene
(Kahn?). I believe Marlene went to Sophie Newcombe in New Orleans after AHS, but
I never heard any more about her after that, which would be a cutoff of about
1959, if that is true.
Class of '53 had a 40th, but could never get it together for a 45th. Otis Terry,
who lives in Martinez, GA, had intentions of organizing it. Jema Davis and
Martha Daniels were some of the organizers of the 40th. Maybe it's time for a
Golden Oldies Reunion with '53, '54, and '55. Annette Young, who married Archie
Cobb, left Archie home since he was sick, and brought her adult daughter with
her. Her daughter resembles Darryl Hannah, the girl who played the mermaid in
the Tom Hanks movie a few years ago. I have pictures of '53 - 40th event and
we'll put that on our list for show and tell at a later time.
Bob Gotsch (1953): Notice the keen crew cut with the greasy kid stuff
to make it stand straight up. When I got to Tech I became a practitioner of
the "natural look". Maybe that's why I am almost bald now.
Greasy kid stuff made the hair follicles grow.
am particularly proud of the tweed sport coat purchased at Johnson's (as in
Proctor) Men’s Shop on Pine Avenue. Of course, Albany temperature
never got less than 50 degrees, so the only opportunity to wear my tweed
sport coat was for the senior picture.
looks like Charles Johnson (1953) will put his AHS group and Albany 50's pix on
his Internet page in the near future. He has digital camera shots from Europe
and NC which are neat. These pictures are award winners in UNC faculty camera
club competition taken on digital cameras. The Beta shots are some scenes from
around his fraternity. ADAIR is prominent in one. These pix are great showing
dress styles and the way we looked in the 50's. The pictures although 45 years
old have not "aged" on the digital presentation and visually look
Charles Johnson’s ('54)
pictures website can be found at
Hadarits (1954): I remember the turtle caper and it was hilarious and
everybody thought my twin Jack Thomas had something to do with it as he always
seemed to be in the spot where trouble was. I am so thankful for all the
wonderful memories and were we not the most blessed people to live at that
Bob Clanton (1954):
Thanks for the echoes from the past.
Smith Zacharias (1955): On
Saturday morning (6/8/02), after the 1952 50th Friday night function, I stopped
by for a wonderful visit with Marlene Kahn Land. What a great gal …
then and now! Then I drove to the newest AHS site to take a snapshot of the
building, since I needed a good one for our webpage. Last time I drove past the
school it looked alarmingly seedy ... this time, I felt a lump in my
throat ... it looked beautiful!
An attractive new sign at the front entrance and really lovely landscaping …
special thanks to the current keepers of our school!!!
taking a couple of shots, I decided to drive by Hugh Mills Stadium.
I took a shot from the front … still nothing but an old gray stone edifice
just sitting there like a lump. Then I wondered if there would be
any way to get a shot of the football field where we watched Phillip, Cleve,
Jerry and Jackie (the Clark brothers;, Don Braswell (our first All American);
Billy Baumgartel, Cleve Wester, and Archie Cobb; my tackle boyfriends, Edgar
Campbell, Hintz Barineau, and Alan McDowell; and that cutest of all fullbacks,
#32 Godfrey Culbreath, who dated my sister Sharon Smith: and majorettes like
Katie Sue Jordan, Pam Tyler, Ann Earl Mull, JoAnn Ford and the Albany Marching
Band (who sometimes marched in the dark while the majorettes twirled batons of
fire - I did LOVE that opportunity (smile)!!!).
knows, I wanted so much to be a cheerleader, but Wayne Kennedy beat me out.
Other cheerleaders were Gooch Harper and the girls, Carol Houston, Jo Wright,
DAP, Lynn Ventulette and others … the girls in green corduroy circular
skirts practically to the ground, with prissy little white blouses, vests and
saddle oxfords. And then there we were … the students in the bleachers,
with crazy Bill Rorer standing and yelling, "charge" in response to
the trumpet blare … and we actually dressed up to watch our football
games. Not one pair of dungarees, Levis or blue jeans could be seen on the
nights our boys played ... but we did wear them with our Daddy's white
shirts to the bon-fire pep rallies on Thursday nights.
course, this field held the first game of PowderPuff Football in Georgia,
sponsored by Thelma Plant and Tri-Hi-Y, (Suzie Whitaker and I were Co-Captains
of the winning Pin-Up's)! For this game, we DID don a pair of blue jeans, topped
with the jerseys and shoulder pads of our favorite AHS football player (I wore
Godfrey Culbreth's). Some of the "prissy lady" players were concerned
about their feminine properties being crushed by the shoulder pads … I
suggested they strategically place falsies … and so we played "tag"
football ... that is, until the Glamazon's became increasingly frustrated
at the thought of the game ending at 18 - Zip! … and suddenly it was
free-for-all "tackle" football! What a night! We made over $500
for the Alpha Tri Hi Y fund raising project!
As these many visions twirled in my head, I could find no entrance onto this
"field of memories" to take my picture.
…. I PUNTED!!! I found stairs that elevated me over the
entrance, and through steel beams I took pictures of …
"where we were" … when we made forever memories of "the way we
were." I'd say we were incredibly virginic and incredibly
fortunate!!! Wouldn't you???
Pam Tyler Johnston (1955):
Please add me to your address book. I really enjoyed reading the
memories. I am not really a computer person, but Proc & I hack around
a little bit
Tommy Herrington (1956):
The post that held that sign was of special interest to me. It was
where I had to park.
I was blessed with the fact that my parents had "inherited" an old
1941 Dodge with "fluid drive." It had running boards and a radio.
was a manual shift (steering column), but because of the fluid drive, you could
just leave it in third gear and it would slowly get up to speed when starting
out - a good thing for one-armed drivers, but not too good when you parked it on
a slope - the parking brake was burned out, and the thing would roll when parked
because the fluid drive did not hold the car still as normal manual
transmissions would do...
So, due to the slight slope of the "Bear's" parking lot, I had to pull
up close to the sign and turn my wheels so that when I turned the engine off,
the car would gently roll into the sign, allowing the running board to make
contact with the post. As such, I was anchored in place. BUT, there was
one thing that had to be remembered - ALWAYS pull forward AWAY
from the sign when you were leaving!
One fine night, my date (June Webb) and myself were enjoying ourselves with some
shakes at the Bear. We saw George Harmon and Betty Black make a turn off of
Oglethorpe onto Slappey, heading south.
We were expecting them to show up, and I had parked facing Slappey (anchored to
the sign) so that we could look for them. But, since they did not turn into the
Bear, It seemed prudent that we go follow them to see what they were up to.
(Billy B. would have a blast with that last sentence.)
I cranked up, shifted to low (reserved for those times when you needed to go
faster than "fluid third"), hit the gas, and pulled forward towards
It was amazing how the sound of the rear fender's crumpling against the sign
post sounded..... It seemed that the post was a bit stronger than the material
which made up the fender, and the post won the contest - probably a blessing,
because if the fender had won, the whole sign might have become an instant hood
ornament .... (Just imagine, a revolving bear decorating the hood.)
Needless to say, I forgot all about following George.
My father was very calm when I reported in that night. I, of course, readily
agreed to pay for the repair and repainting, etc. He just said that we would
worry about it in the morning and to get on to bed.
The car had been blue, with matching blue wheels. The fender was pounded out.
Even got the parking brake replaced. The whole car was repainted light green.
But, the guy who did the work forgot to paint the wheels. It goes without saying
that I was the only hip person in Albany driving a light green car with dark
My father never said anything further about my mishap. He was a very
understanding person. But, I knew that every time he looked at that car in the
driveway that he must have gritted his teeth a bit. I know I did....
Mellichamp (1954): Must tell you that
I have enjoyed the web page and the sharing of memories from what must
seem to all of us a unique and somewhat distant past. Maybe only Bob
Gotsch has it all captured in total recall, although you do quite well.
Charles Johnson and I have kept in touch over the years, both of us are
still active in higher education, and we have remained good friends.
Through him, and his family in Albany, I have enjoyed links to others in
the AHS group from time to time. But we are pretty isolated here in
Santa Barbara, our home for the nearly 36 years that I have been on the
faculty of the Univ. of California.
Charles has relayed some of the recent correspondence, and that prompted
me to set up a special e-mail address just for the big anniversary. [My
wife, family, and friends of long-standing (isn't that better than "old"
friends) still call me Adair, but I switched to my first name (Duncan)
in graduate school and people might not make the connection to either of
my addresses that leave out even an initial as link to a former
Buster Wasden (1955):
I had the occasion last night to visit with Lawson Vann, Fred Sumpter, and
Henry Duggan (the one on your website) and I told them about the AHS
website. They were excited. I gave them your e mail address and the address
of the website. Probably, you will hear from them....
enjoyed the emails and your web site.
The only people I have kept up with from AHS days are Robert Gotsch and
Adair Mellichamp, and all the names you mention really stretch my memories.
I do still visit my parents in Albany, and my sister is there.
You may remember that I was a serious photographer in high school, and I
have hundreds of negatives and slides from 1950-1954. (A few of them
appear in the 1954 annual) The better ones have been scanned, and I
intend to put a number of them up on my recently initiated web page.
Probably, I will separate them into the following galleries:
Albany and Radium
AHS-general (campus scenes, classrooms, teachers)
AHS-Prom pictures (added
I also have a large number of photographs that I took (of people I don't
remember) for the Diversified Education Program and photographs of couples
at the Junior-Senior Prom (53 - 54). I do not plan to exhibit these.
[Editor's note: but he did!] I am still working fulltime, and so this
project is going slowly. But, I will probably start constructing the
galleries in the next few weeks.
Adair has also viewed your web pages with interest. He and I are
amazed at Robert Gotsch's memory of AHS days.
Buster Wasden (1955):
Its really a small world isn't it. I was walking today with Janice Hayes
McLendon and she told me that you had a website for Albany High......I
accidentally found it. It's really good to see your smiling
face....Don't you miss the good old days at AHS when all we had to worry
about was who we would be dating next? Take care ....
Sammy Mansfield (1955):
In the sixth grade, I lived
with cousin Wilson Joiner on the corner of sixth and Slappey, right next
door to Jackie and Jerry Clark. Toby Ivey lived behind us. You walked
across the vacant lot across the street where we played baseball to get
to where Buddy Helms lived. Dickey Freeman lived two blocks yonder way.
Frank and David Orgel lived a little ways down Slappey Drive.
Wallace Hawks was right over there on Slappey. We were the first to attend
Palmyra, having spent the summer climbing all over the site as it was
being constructed. Stuff like that fascinates young boys.
I dearly loved Willie Powell. She was a friend of Wilson's father, Uncle
Red, and from time to time Uncle Red would call Miss Powell and ask that
Wilson and I be excused so we could go fishing. You gotta love a
lady like that. And an uncle like that.
About school itself I only remember that Dickey Freeman broke a boy's
leg while playing.
The father of a friend of mine, Jimmy Poppell, came to get him from
class and Jimmy told me "Oh boy! We're going to see Mommy,"
who was hospitalized. The tearful teacher told us later that she had
died. I never saw Jimmy again but I remember.
And that was also where I first met a dear female friend, not a girl
friend, a dear female friend. Even better. Lasts longer and is
irreplaceable. Sydnor Peacock, I'm glad I don't have to try to explain
to Bev. She knows better than I do.
Beverly Smith Zacharias (1955):
I did not attend Palmyra Elementary, but my sisters Sharon and Tina did
- I went to McIntosh from December 1948 when we first moved to Albany to
the end of that school year - we first lived at Magnolia Apartments down
that road that dead-ends into Radium to the east. Then moved to
Dolly Madison Apartments on 3rd while waiting for our home our home on
Orchard Drive to be built, and moved there in 1950. By that time I
was attending the old Albany Jr. High! So I have no memories of
that school except through my sisters! And I DO have a memory!!!
When I was a Junior, my mother went to "work" outside our home, and my task
to help out was to cook dinner every night - which I loved doing and still
do to this day! We had a black 50 Ford, and Mother and Daddy, who were
extremely strict as to when I could wear lipstick or high heels or for
goodness sake DATE Taylor Harrison, ... let me start driving by myself at 14
TO RUN ERRANDS FOR THEM!!! They always taught us to drive when we were
11 for some reason. Of course I not only ran their errands, I
bopped around all over the place! But back to the memory ... one night
when I was cooking dinner, I needed to go pick up sister Tina from Palmyra
Elementary - she was somehow incapacitated and couldn't walk home.
Sharon was 13 at the time and was at home with me ... and available! I
was in the middle of preparing dinner when it came time to go pick up Tina -
so I told Sharon to drive over to Palmyra and get her!!! Sharon was so
tiny its a wonder she could see over the steering wheel!!! AND GREAT
GOOGAMOOGA - guess who came home before Sharon got back??? My parents
were furious! But heck - they are the ones that started it!
Tom Herrington (1956):
When we were growing up, it was a much simpler time.
Until about the sixth grade.
I can still vaguely remember that at that point in our lives we were
subjected to lectures with the appropriate slides and 16 mm black and white
movies being shown of various functions of the body, including the "facts of
life." These lectures took place in the dining room.
The school would split us up into boys and girls groups as we were presented
these lectures, and the girls always went first....
While the girls were in the cafeteria having their knowledge "expanded," the
boys had to wait with dread, knowing that the girls would now be smarter
than them for a while.
One of the sessions made me give up eating for weeks.
It was on the importance of chewing one's food properly. Of course, it was
appropriately pointed out that that if one did not chew one's food properly,
the required steps of digestion could not take place, and one would not
obtain all the necessary vitamins and nutrients that one required for proper
As I remember, that presentation was given shortly before lunch.
They were rather explicit in showing the ways that food should, or should
not, be chewed. After the person on the screen was shown chewing in one of
several different ways for several different lengths of time, the food was
then regurgitated on a lab dish for examination so as to show how well (or
how poorly) the substance had been processed by the teeth and saliva.
Needless to say, nobody asked for seconds that day at lunch.
My mother began to really worry about me. I stopped eating, and lost about
twenty pounds before I could start again on some ice cream and cookies....
One of the other sessions was on the reasons why little boys and girls
should never touch each other....
During the lecture, they never came out and said exactly how the
transference of the various forms of maladies took place, leaving one's
imagination to run wild for a while. They focused on the results thereof.
The verbalizations were enough to make one lose sleep for months. The
pictures caused instant fear, and made one wonder why they were born into
such a horrible world. I won't get into the specifics, but they were about
the various types of "social diseases" and what the results of each was.
A lengthy series of pictures of sores, swollen glands, disfigured limbs and
people who had lost their minds sealed the deal for me. I decided (as did
many of others - and ALL of the girls who went first) that I would go home
and hide from all of man kind the rest of my life.
At the end of this session, our Principal, Willie Powell, the stern members
of the teaching staff, and the rather smug guest speaker admonished us that
the only way to keep ourselves from being destroyed by these terrible
happenings was to be ABSTINENT for the rest of our natural
Our social lives were ruined, and learning how to interact with each other
Naturally the girls had gone first, and as they came back to class, they all
huddled together in the back of the room with looks of fear on their faces.
I felt the chill of death run up my spinal cord.
The boys had their lecture shortly before lunch. Needless to say, nobody
asked for seconds, and I lost another twenty pounds.
I thought a lot about that "abstinent" thing. It did not seem to be much of
a big deal at the time. So, I decided to do something about it. It caused me
to have a rather retarded social life, and I did not start dating until well
into my junior year of high school.
In reality, I guess the real reason I did not date much was because I had
lost so much weight from lack of eating, none of the girls would have
anything to do with such a spindly bag of bones....
But, I was true to my course, and except for the few times when I was caught
off guard, I have been obstinate ever since .....
Jon Crawford (1954):
Keep up the good work with the web site! For me it’s not only good to see the
pictures and read comments from everyone, but also it’s especially great to see
that you’ve been the catalyst for surfacing buddies who’ve been ‘out of pocket’
for awhile – right Adair, Charles, Ernie?
How many of us do you suppose are in the Atlanta area? We should try to have a
little mini get together, huh?
O'Neal (not quite Class of 1954):
Tommy Pattison just
gave me the address for your site which has taken me back 52 years. I
moved from Albany during my freshman year at AHS, but went through grades one
through eight with the class of 1954. How interesting to hear of
classmates like Adair and Charles whom I last saw when we were in college in
We have retired in Norfolk, Virginia, but lived close to Adair
when my husband was Head of Flight Test at the Navy's Pacific Missile Test
Center in Point Mugu, CA, and a colleague at Point Mugu of their Georgia Tech
fraternity brother, Jim Hickerson. I don't think Jim knew that Adair was
in Santa Barbara then either.
I grew up down the
street from Charles on Slappey Drive which I remember mainly as a clay road kept
smooth by the county road scraper. (We were one block outside the city
limits.) Pecan trees on either side arched over the road and made it a
leafy tunnel spring, summer, and fall.
We spent one night in Albany last summer. Driving down Slappey Drive was a
terrible shock. I wasn't even sure where our house had been or what fast
food establishment had displaced it. I was happy to find Broad Street
School still standing, although no longer a school, and then locate the railroad
station (now a museum but not open the day we were there), the old Carnegie
Library, MacIntosh School, Albany Junior High, and Albany High in present
day manifestations. Would have done more exploring, but, like Robert
Frost, I had promises to keep and miles to go ... I have promised
myself a longer return visit in the future. It was a good town to grow up
in. I once described it, only half jokingly, as Norman Rockwell South.
There is something to be said for that.
Tommy Greenstone (1954):
I saw Taylor Harrison a
few years ago, the last time I was in Albany. Actually, it was quite a few
years ago. My daughter was in a swim meet, there and was quite young.
Now, she is graduating from college in August. Time flies, when you're
is living in Blairsville. He and I have been best friends since
kindergarten. I'm one of those people who make friends for life.
Unfortunately, the same holds true for enemies.
don't have any pictures, from that era, but am a reasonably good
photographer, now a days. I'm enclosing one of my latest images. Hope
you like it!
Angel" by Tommy Greenstone
** See more of Tommy's photography at:
Tom Greenstone's PhotoArt
Morgan Murphy (1947):
Found your WebSite
page ... good one on Radium.
Dougherty County now owns the Radium Casino. It was deeded to them by FEMA
with the stipulation that the building be torn down by the end of this year.
We are diligently working with Senators Max Clelland and Zell Miller, and
Congressman Sanford Bishop to try and save the building from the wrecking
ball. They are developing a bill to submit to Congress in order to save it.
It is going to take congressional action to pull this off. The plan is to
jack the building up eight feet. This would be out of the flood plain. I
have found a company that is capable of accomplishing this feat. The
Homeowners Association in Radium Springs would form a 501 (c) (3) non profit
status. They, in turn, would manage the building, with maybe some rental
offices on the second floor for cash flow. The downstairs could be rented
out for reunions, weddings and all those good things. Our senators think
they can find the money to do all of this. FEMA has told us they will fight
the bill if it gets on the floor of Congress. That is where we are now. We
are wishing for the best.
Joe Ed Rossman (1955):
Heartiest Congrats on the new web site. It is great. I am sure it will
get better as time goes by and you get more info. I am hoping that one of
the things we can see is some of the pictures of those from the very old
classes. For example, my mother graduated from AHS in about 1930 I
think. Mr. J. O. Allen was the principal at the time and when I was in
his history class my junior year, he remembered her quite well. She
then went to nursing school at GA Baptist Hospital and married my father
after she graduated from nursing school. They were married in 1934 and
I was born in '36. I surely would love to see a picture of her from
her high school days. She was Emma Robena Kingsley.
By the way, she
and Walter Strom's father were at AHS at the same time and were good
friends. I think she would have dated him but the two old maid aunts
who raised her wouldn't let her date at all. I sure am glad. She
has told me she had a real crush on him and if they had let her date I might
not be here. Life sure did change between 1930 and '55.
(Ben) Young (1938):
Hi - My granddaughter forwarded your new website to me. You are doing
a good job on it and I'm sure every former student of AHS appreciates your
time and efforts.
I have all records
of the Class of 1938 (reunions, correspondence, and up to date mailing
addresses) will as soon as possible forward by email information that you
might include in your website. Will appreciate you advising me as to
what you would like to have. Contact me by phone or email.
Anne Ruffin Folsom (1956):
Hello, what fun to travel back almost sixty years.
I'm the pitiful waif in the dark dress with the white collar, the seventh
from the left on the second row from the bottom. That has to be
Ritchey Marbury III on the left, and I think Mary Dale is the third from the
left on the same
row. I think Jim Porter Watkins is the second from the left on the top
row. Dan, I couldn't find you. Please let us all know when you
have almost everyone identified. Thanks.
Dan Brooks (1956):
I guess we were freshmen at the time, but one fine day, Edgar Campbell,
Jimmy Bell and I went to the roof of the old New Albany Hotel, which was right
across the street from the police station. We lit chains of firecrackers
and threw them onto Pine Ave. It caused quite a commotion in sleepy 1950's
Albany. Being terribly pleased with ourselves, we giggled and ran down the
5 flights of stairs to make our getaway. I will never forget Wayman, the old black bellhop who had worked at the hotel for many, many
years. When we were in the stairwell and got to the first floor, Wayman
had us blocked and said, "You boys are gonna have to wait here for a few
minutes'. The police were on the way from the police station across the
street. Yep, we were taken across the street to the hoosegow. When
it was discovered that Edgar's grandfather was the sheriff, he was called.
Mr. Cull Campbell, bless his heart, got us sprung without even being
mugshotted or fingerprinted. In today's world, we would all three still be
serving time and have a huge horny roommate named "Bubba." My,
how the times have changed.
Fran Duggan (1965):
Hi! Great web site. I am Henry Duggan's sister, Fran
Duggan. Please correct the page with my brother's article. It should read
that Leonard Duggan's uncle (not father) was the founder and director of The
Lord's Pantry. He was my father, Henry C. Duggan, Jr. He died in 1998
after 25 years of service to The Lord's Pantry.
My brother is Henry C. Duggan, III.
Thanks for all the work that is going into the site. I sure hope that Radium
Springs can be saved.
I will keep my eye on the site!
Evelyn Butler Clifton (1950):
onto your Web Site tonight. Had previously looked at the Radium
Springs photos and the promo you did for Morgan and my husband, Lamar
Clifton. The book, Skywater, was truly a work of love for
them. The Web Site is outstanding, and I certainly commend you for
it. We will notify our Class of '50/51 classmates of its existence
and I know that they will thoroughly enjoy it, too.
I feel sure that Janice McLendon may have shown you the outstanding Reunion
Book that our 1950 classmates, Billy and Hazel Hughes, Albany Printing
Co., printed for our 50th Reunion in May, 2002. I really enjoyed
compiling and editing it with the assistance of Marilu Wenworth of
Albany Printing. We were the last 11 grade graduating class at
AHS, so the next large class following us was the Class of 1952, which
has just celebrated their 50th. We always include the Class of
1951 with us, because it was really composed of those staying back to
play sports, people who had moved in during their high school years from
12-grade school systems, and those who were working to earn a few extra
credits. We were the half century class, and, of
course, had the millennium Reunion!
You may remember that I was a best friend of Elizabeth Ann Coleman (now Mrs.
Durwood "Mickey" Finn). In fact, I wore Liz' wedding gown when
Lamar and I married.
The idea for the history of AHS evolved in our class from the work that Anne
Curtis Olsen had done for Lamar's Class of 1946 50th Reunion. We
got permission from Anne to edit it and add to it, and I sent Lamar out
to photograph all the old schools - including Broad Avenue, Monroe
(later Mamie Brosnan), Flint Avenue, etc.
Lamar began teaching at AHS in the fall of 1955, and he taught Civics and
Social Science for a part of that year. Some of your classmates
may have had him as a teacher. He also coached intramural sports.
He is the older brother of Butch Clifton, Class of 1959.
Your class is very wise to begin working on your "memories" this far ahead.
We began our planning meetings a year and a half before our reunion, and
even that with that much lead time we were pushed at the end.
It was truly a team effort with classmates both in town and out of town
pitching in and doing a great job. We were able to locate nearly
all of our classmates with the help of many, many telephone calls and,
of course, the Internet.
Keep up the good work!
Carleen Newell Flowers (1948):
How I enjoyed
this new update. I graduated in 1948 and then returned to teach math in
1952-53. What fun it was to see pictures of old students. Thank you for
a job well done.
Mary Ann Allen Caldbeck (1964):
My daughter and I will definitely continue to visit your site to see what's
"new." My maiden name was Allen. I graduated in 64. I remember
Tina Smith, your sister. She directed our glee club and I believe the Mellonettes.
She was a super nice person.
There is a section in the paper called the "Squawkbox" and people send in
complaints, compliments, suggestions, etc. That is how I found out about
your site. Some one put in there something to the effect that anyone who
graduated from Albany High School in the 50's should go to the site. So I
took their advice and I am glad I did.
Keep up the good work.
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