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If you have seen or know about these people, please assist us in finding our lost classmates. Here is the list of our classmates whose whereabouts are currently unknown:
 Ronnie Benefield- Alice Lacks Carell
- Chester Davis
- Dorothy Griffin
- Patricia Herring
- Patsy Dobbins Maddox
- Sandra Emery Matthews
- Sandra Walker Thiel
- Mike Thrasher
- Bobby Walker
- Tim Williams
Don’t forget to send in your own updated information form so we can compile the hand out book for the next reunion. Please include notes to the class, grandkids, hobbies and latest life events.
Click Below to Send In Your Form Now.
DO YOU REMEMBER?
Mother having the police department close off the street for us to have skating parties.
Beverly, as a little child naming me Alamo Jo.
The time I came home and nobody was home (which was never). I went into the house and the piano was playing by itself. It scared me so bad that I ran into the downstairs bathroom, locked the door and crawled out the window. It turned out to be one of our cats walking across the keys. Are you falling on the floor laughing? I am.
The big black man who drove his mule and wagon by our homes every morning and every night.
he vegetable man’s daughter needed to use our bathroom to poop. Because she lived on a farm, she had no idea how to flush a toilet. I went into our bathroom to use the bathroom after she was in there and was shocked to see the biggest “you know what” ever. It didn’t smell. I was only about 10 or 12, but I suddenly had a big feeling of sorrow for her. I really should have been happy for her. She was so blessed to be eating fresh vegetables.
I remember Patricia Ann Smith. She was such a sweet, sweet little girl. I remember her changing her name from Patricia to Ann.
We were some of the most blessed children ever!!
Do you remember playing "Statue" ? in our yard?
Do you remember crushing oak nuts?
Do you remember the time that Tan crushed his finger in our swing set?
Do you remember catching “fire flies”?
We can't help but be good friends. We have so, so much history as children.
Do you remember playing Canasta at Emily's?
Do you remember my Mom taking us on a hike up the mountain and having breakfast ready when we got to the top?
I love remembering. It calms me.
We must have worn out a dozen or more decks of cards on my front porch playing canasta (before our bridge days).
I also remember catching lightning bugs in Coke bottles, walking to Smith's for grape popsicles, telling ghost stories at night during the summer, playing in your summer house and much, much more.
Boy, weren't we lucky children. Those were the "good old days."
I hope we will always be good friends!!!
I never would have thought at age six when I moved into that very
scary house that I would have two little girls with which to bond.
Those two little girls were Bonda and Emily.
I truly thought that I was in heaven because I had no children to play with where we had previously lived in Gadsden.
I love to remember our good and bad times together. Sometimes at night, while going to sleep, I think about both our good and bad. It quiets me, I smile and go to sleep.
I remember playing with our Ginny dolls, I remember playing Canasta, I remember our pricking our fingers to be friends forever.
I can remember much more...
Send in what you remember, click here.
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