Fishing, crabbing, shrimping,
swimming, sunbathing, hamburgers, dating and cars were the delights of
teenagers. Johnson's Lake in Eight Mile was one of the favorite swimming
spots. More favorite hangouts were the Kreme Bar (did I spell that
correctly), which had the best hamburgers, milkshakes and hot-dogs
near the school campus and Teen Age Haven (dancing). I believe it was located
above City Hall near the park. Some very famous politicians were
on hand at every Labor Day celebration in Prichard Park. Some candidates
for governor showed up for years in a row. There were always plenty of things
to do in the area. Skating and bowling were very popular with people
of all ages. Prichard had two or three theaters. The Rex, and the
Waterall theaters were located in downtown Prichard. If I remember
correctly, they actually had air conditioning. The Air Sho drive-in
theater was located between Prichard and Chickasaw, next to K. J. Clark
Junior High. Chickasaw also had a nice theater. Folks, you
must remember, this was before TV was very widespread. Much of the
programming on TV was local with few stations available. Anyway,
you know how teenagers are, they have to be always on the "go". Those
lovely full skirts, bobby soxes, flat tops, 45 rpm records and Elvis bring
the memories flooding back. We have many fond memories of our friends
and teachers during our high school days at Vigor. Our teachers were dedicated
professionals. We appreciate
them more and more as time goes by. If we could do so we would love
to show our love and appreciation to each of them. If only they could talk with the teachers of today!
What a contrast between then and now. Skipping school, leaving the
school during lunch time or sometimes even holding hands with a friend
of the opposite sex might bring on an upbraiding from Mr. Faulk.
Heaven forbid if you decided to steal a kiss!
This
web site has been online (albeit intermittently) since July of 2002. It started as
a result of talking with our class president, Johnny Henderson. Johnny and
our reunion committee are working on our next reunion to be held in 2010.
If you are willing to help, email Johnny
Henderson. You can be useful in some capacity.
For corrections to this site email Johnny or me, Jimmy
C. Martin . My intentions are to add the email addresses of classmates.
If you have an email address, but do not want it on this site then
please make your wishes known, otherwise I will publish it.
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message from Johnny Henderson to classmates of Vigor High School - Class of 1958 We had a very enjoyable 47th Anniversary reunion October 15, 2005 at the James
P. Nix Center in Fairhope, Alabama. About 120 people attended. The fun started
at 6pm with a Reunion Social. A Memorials Program (by Shelby Christian Freise
and Fay Southall Alexander) was especially moving, and a sumptuous buffet (by
Paul Stanley of Catfish Junction) was delicious and satisfying. Then an evening
of dancing and entertainment (by WKEN & Friday) with reminiscing around the
tables was a big hit. Details of our next reunion will appear on this web site
and on the www.Classmates.com web site. Our
next reunion will be June 4, 2011 at Steele Creek Lodge in Satsuma, AL.
Reunion Reservation Form. Many
of our classmates have been blessed with good looks, excellent health, full sets
of hair and teeth, successful careers, great kids, etc. Some may not have been
so lucky as others and have had problems with Father Time, illness and financial
setbacks. But we're all one big family and no one is keeping score or comparing
who's got what. What's important is to become reacquainted and enjoy again the
warm friendship that we experienced many years ago - and to know that it's still
alive today!
To learn more about Vigor High School Class of 1958 Reunion, go to the reunion
page at http://www.classmates.com
. Over one hundred twenty seven of our classmates have registered with
Classmates (it's free) and have received notice of the reunion plans. Many have
responded with comments, bios, photos and other info. Check it out!
Hail Vigor High -
Go Wolves & LONG LIVE THE CLASS OF '58 !!!
Reunion Coordinator for the next reunion - Donna
Steadham Besch
ALMA MATER Class of 1958
The 1958 Class
Sponsors were: Mrs. Oralie Gilbert, Mrs. Nina Martin, Mrs. Lynnie
Lee, Mrs. Lydia Rogers, Mrs. Lucille Lloyd and Mr. Ed White
Email your classmates by clicking
on E-Mail Address
and Biography or for more information Class
Directory with Names and Addresses The latter document also contains
information on our Deceased
Classmates
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Every
ten years, as summertime nears,
I'll
never forget the first time we met;
It
was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
The
men all conversed about who had been first
The
homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
No
one had heard about the class nerd
The
boy we'd decreed "most apt to succeed"
They
awarded a prize to one of the guys
They
took a class picture, a curious mixture
At
our next get-together, no one cared whether
It
was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
By
the fortieth year, it was abundantly clear,
And
now I can't wait; they've set the date;
Repairs
have been made on my hearing aid;
I'm
feeling quite hearty, and I'm ready to party.
Since
several classmates have indicated an interest in genealogy I thought they and
others might enjoy the following poem. It was sent to me by a dear friend who
has since died. He was a blessing in my life. Hillbilly
Genealogy Poem Suzy Lee
fell in love. She
planned to marry Joe. She was
so happy about it all, she told
her pappy so. Pappy
told her, "Suzie Gal, you'll
have to find another. I'd just
as soon yo maw don't know, but Joe
is yo half-brother." So Suzie
forgot about her Joe and
planned to marry Will. But
after telling pappy this, he said,
"There's trouble still. You
can't marry Will, my gal and
please don't tell yo mother, cause
Will and Joe and several mo I know
is yo half-brother." But mama
knew and said "Honey chile, do what
makes yo happy. Marry
Will or marry Joe, You
ain't no kin to pappy!" Author
unknown. Quotes
from a leader, who had experienced first-hand the horrors that war brings: "When people speak to you about a preventive war, you tell
them to go and fight it. After my experience, I have come to hate war.
War settles nothing." On the Suez Canal crisis
in the middle
fifties: "We believe these actions to have been taken in error, for we do
not accept the use of force as a wise or proper instrument for the settlement of
international disputes." Military-Industrial-Complex
warning. The author
of these admonitions: first General, and later President, Dwight
D. Eisenhower, a wise man, and highly respected around the world. Another
great American leader, Dr.
Martin Luther King Jr. calls upon America to live up to its creed and its promise.
US Government's Official Web Site. Read your government's explanations of their actions: White
House Press Briefings
Cajun
Jokes on the Net
Logic Class - Two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter,
decided that they weren't going anywhere in life and thought they should go to
college to get ahead. Bubba goes in first, and the professor advises him to take
math, history, and logic. "What's logic?" asked Bubba. The professor
answered, "Let me give you an example. Do you own a weed-eater?" "I sure
do." answered the redneck. "Then I can assume, using logic, that you have a
yard." replied the professor. "That's real good." the redneck responded in awe.
The professor continued: "Logic will also tell me that since you have a yard,
you also have a house." Impressed, the redneck shouted, "GAWL-LEEE!!"
"And since you own a house and a house is tough to take care of by yourself,
logic dictates that you have a wife." "Betty Mae! This is incredible!" (Bubba is
obviously catching on.) "Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can
assume that you are heterosexual, rather than homosexual" said the professor.
"You're absolutely right! Why that's the most fascinatin' thing I ever heard of.
I can't wait to take this here logic class." Bubba, proud of the new world
opening up to him, walked back into the hallway where Cooter is still waiting.
"So what classes are ya takin?" he asks. "Math, history, and logic,"
replies Bubba. "What in tarnation is logic?" "Let me give you an
example. Do ya own a weed-eater?" "No."... "You're a queer, ain't ya?"
Boudreaux once had a job as a taxicab driver in Baton Rouge. One day he picked
up a Texan on his way to the airport. When they passed by the LSU football
stadium the Texan asked, "What's that partner?" One
day Boudreaux and Thibodeaux went to a job interview, da boss came out of this
office and gave them a test. Well, it took about two hours to finish the
test. The boss picked them up and graded them. When he finished, he
came back out of his office and said, "Ya'll both did very well and passed
the test. In fact ya'll scored the same grade." Then he
told Boudreaux he got the job. All of a sudden Thibodeaux jumped up and said,
"Well wait, if we both scored the same grade, then why does Boudreaux get
the job?" Then the boss said, "Well because of your answers, for
example, on number 25, Boudreaux wrote, "I don't know," and you wrote,
"me either." Clark Havard Thibodeaux
had 50 yard line tickets for the Sugar Bowl. As he sits down, a man comes down
and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him. "Mais,
no", says Thibodeaux, "Dat seat be empty, yeah."
"That's incredible," said the man. "Who in their right mind would
have a Fishin'
and Beer - Boudreaux was walking down the street when he was accosted by
particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless man who asked him for a couple of
dollars for dinner. Boudreaux took out his wallet, extracted two dollars and
asked, "If
I gave you dis money, will you buy some beer wit it instead?" "No,I
had to stop drinking years ago," the homeless man replied.
"Will you use it to gamble 'stead of buyin' food?" Boudreaux continued
to ask. "No, I don't gamble" the homeless man said. "I need
everything I can get just to stay alive." "Will you spend dis money on
fish bait 'stead of food?" "Are you NUTS!" replied the homeless
man. "I haven't fished in 20 years!" "Well,"
said a smiling Boudreaux, "I'm not going to give you the two dollars.
Instead, I'm going to take you home fuh a terrific dinner cooked Boudreaux
been fish'n down by de bayou all day an he done run outa night crawlers.
He be 'bout reddy to leave when he seed a snake wit a big frog in his mout.
He knowed dat dem big bass-fish like frogs so he decided to steal dat froggie.
Dat snake, hit be a cotton moufed water moccasin so he had to be real careful
or he'd get bit. He snuk up behine de snake and grabbed him roun de haid.
Dat ole snake din't lak dat one bit. He squirmed and wrapped hisself roun
Boudreaux's arm try'n to get hisself free. But Boudreaux, him, had a real
good grip on his haid, yeh. Well, Boudreaux pried hit's mout open and got
de frog and puts it in his bait can. Now, Boudreaux knows dat he cain't
let go dat snake or hit's gonna bite him good, yeah, but he had a plan.
He reach into de back pocket of his bib overhauls and pulls out a pint
a moonshine likker. He pour a couple draps into de snakes mout. Well, dat
snake's eyeballs roll back in hits haid and hit's body go limp. Wit dat,
Boudreaux tosses dat snake into de bayou. Den he goes back to fishin. A
while later, Boudreaux dun feel sumpin tappin on his barefoot toe. He slowly
look down and dare dat water mocassin was with two frogs in his mout! Boudreaux
(a phonics genius) Boudreaux
wasn't very good at spelling. During
an oral spelling exam, the teacher wrote the word "new" on the blackboard. "Now",
she asked Boudreaux, "what word would we have if we placed a "k" in the
front?" After
thinking about it for a while, Boudreaux smiled and said, "canoe?"
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 40 years ago. Upon seeing him, however, I quickly
discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply
lined face was too old to have been my classmate. Boudreaux died Boudreaux was a widower of several years. He began
to notice Ms. Mary Thibodeaux, an attractive, unattached lady in his Sunday
School Class. Boudreaux began to sit next to Ms. Thibodeaux in Sunday School,
then in church. Finally he began to see Ms. Thibodeaux regularly,
taking her to the movies, dinner, dancing, etc. After several months
of wining and dining Boudreaux decided to ask Ms. Thibodeaux to wed.
He mustered the courage and popped the question.
The
next morning Boudreaux woke up and began to shake out the cobwebs.
He remembered asking Mary to wed the night before, but he just couldn't
remember her answer. Well Boudreaux was perplexed to no end.
No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't remember Mary's answer.
Finally Boudreaux decided to call Mary and confess his quandary.
Boudreaux called Mary and said "Mary I know I asked you to marry me last
night, but I simply can't remember your answer" After a short silence
Mary said "oh, I'm so glad you called. I knew I had promised to marry
someone last night, but I couldn't remember who".
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Prichard, while not geographically
large, had about 49,000 population. Prichard is a suburb of Mobile, about
three miles to the South. The county of Mobile is located in Southwest
Alabama. Mobile
County has a population of about 400,000 people. Forestry and
papermaking were huge industries in the Mobile area during this time.
Two large paper mills were located within sight of each other on the Mobile
River. A major air force base, Brookley Field was located south of
the city, along the western shores of Mobile Bay. Shipbuilding was
also a major industry.
We're going to have a great time at our next reunion. Just a few volunteers and
a lot of that good ole '58 Class Spirit will spell success every time. So let's
spread the word, support the reunion efforts, promote attendance, make personal
plans and have a grand time with our classmates at our next reunion. I look forward to seeing everyone at that time.
Our next reunion will be June 4, 2011 at Steele Creek Lodge in Satsuma, AL.
Reunion Reservation Form.
Registration / Name tags: Margene
Smith Jarman, Myrtis
Craig Naron, Sidney Anderson , Ruby
Parnell-Webb,
Horace Seelye and
Buddy Gilbert
Missing Classmates: Shirley
Jones Dixon, Shelby
Christian
Freise
and
Clark Havard
Memorials committee: Shelby
Christian
Freise,
Fay Southall-Alexander and
Jimmy Johnson (on trumpet)
Buffet, menu, etc: Paul
Stanley,
Sidney Anderson,
and Buddy Gilbert
Publicity / Advertising:
Myrtis
Craig Naron,
and Margene
Smith Jarman
Decorations:
Lynette Smith Granade
, Margene
Smith Jarman,
Donna Steadham Besch
and
Myrtis Craig Naron
Mailing Invitations: John
Henderson
Receiving Reservations: Evelyn
Whisenhant Stevens
Treasurer: Evelyn
Whisenhant Stevens
VHS '58 Web Master: Jimmy
C. Martin
DJ and Entertainment:
WKENent@comcast.net
Adapted by Edward C. Kotis 2003
Our strong band shall ne'er be
broken.
It shall never die.
Loyal hearts and kindred spirits
Sealed by friendships tie.
Faithful, Loyal, Brave and True,
We shall ever be.
Hail to thee our Alma Mater,
Vigor High School, hail!
COLORS: Green and White
FLOWER: White Rose
Class Theme: "Graduation
- Threshold to the Future"
An
announcement arrives in the mail,
"A
reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make
plans to attend without fail.
We
tried so hard to impress.
We
drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And
wore our most elegant dresses.
It
was held at a fancy hotel.
We
wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And
everyone thought it was swell.
To
achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile,
their spouses described their fine houses
And
how beautiful their children became.
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.
Who'd
guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or
poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She
married a shipping tycoon.
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.
Who
seemed to have aged the least.
And
another to the one who had come
The
farthest to attend the feast.
Of
beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall,
short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You
never saw so many thighs.
They
impressed their classmates or not.
The
mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By
this time we'd all gone to pot.
We
ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans.
Then
most of us lay around in the shade,
In
our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.
We
were definitely over the hill.
Those
who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
Or
be home early to take their pill.
Our
fiftieth is coming, I'm told.
It
should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At
the Inverness Club for the old.
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
gonna dance 'til dawn's early light.
It'll
be lots of fun; I just hope that there's one
other
person who can make it that night.
Author
unknown - submitted by Barbara Saucier Cave
"The truth is mighty and will prevail. There is nothing the matter with this except that it ain't
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Mrs.
Thibodeaux took a call from the family doctor. "I'm really sorry
about your husband's test results," he said. "We got them mixed up with
those of another Mr. Thibodeaux and we're not sure which is which.
In one case the news is bad and in the other case it's terrible.
One Mr. Thibodeaux has Alzheimer's and the other has AIDS, but we don't
know which." "Can we just do another test?" Mrs. Thibodeaux asked.
"We
could, but it's expensive and your HMO will pay for only one test." "I
can't afford that. What can I do?" said Mrs. Thibodeaux. "I'd
suggest that you drop your husband off in the middle of town. If he finds
his way home, don't sleep with him" the doctor replied.
"Mais dat's Tiger Stadium," answered Boudreaux. "Dey call it Deat Valley cuz a
lota teems usta git killed in dere." "How long did it take yall to build it?"
drawled the Texan. "Uuuuuuh, bot five year, ah guess," responded Boudreaux.
"We've got a bigger one in Austin that only took one year," bragged the Texan.
As they passed the state capitol, the Texan again inquired, "What's that
building?" "Dat's da state captol," answered Boudreaux. "Dey probly got mo crook
in dere den dey got in da state pen." "And how long did it take yall to build
that?" asked the Texan. "Bot tree year," retorted Boudreaux. "We've got one in
Austin that only took six months," said the Texan
with a smirk.
At this point Boudreaux just about had enough. As they drove past the
Mississippi river Bridge, the Texan once again asked, "How long did it take yall
to build that bridge?"
"Ah don't kno faw sho, but ah kin tellya dis. It wudn't dere dis mornin' wen ah
passed!" replied Boudreaux. Thanks to James
Allen
seat like this for the Sugar Bowl, the biggest sporting event of the
year or LSU, the SEC champions, the first time since 1987 they make it
to the Sugar Bowl, and then not use it?" Thibodeaux says,
"Dat seat belong wit me, yeah. I wuz comin' wit my wife, but she done pass
on. Dis de first LSU football game we didn't came wit each udder since we bin
married in 1960." "Oh...I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But
couldn't you find someone else---a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to
take the seat? Thibodeaux shakes his head sadly. "No, dey all at de
funeral." Trey Gaspard
by ma' wife." The homeless man was astounded. "Won't your wife be
furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty
bad."
Boudreaux replied, "Hey, man, dat's okay! I juss want her to see what a man
looks like who's given up beer, gamblin', and fishin'."
T.W.
Yates
An'dat's da trouf, according to John
Boyd.
After
he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local high
school. "Yes," he replied. "When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered, "In 1958." "Why, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely and then asked, "What did you teach?"
Well
suddenly while fishing Boudreaux died. Marie send his obituary into
the newspaper. It said "Boudreaux died yesterday while fishing." Well the
newspaper people called her and said "you can put a little more in the
paper. You have 10 lines." So the next day the obituary appeared in the
paper. It said "Boudreaux died while fishing yesterday. Boat For Sale."