Memory Lane
Albemarle School
1954 and 1955
Albemarle School
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Ronnie Kirkley sent us this photo of the
Stono Park Elementary Class of 1954 and 1955.
Can you recognize "who is who"?
Stono Park Elementary Class of 1954 and 1955.
Can you recognize "who is who"?
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Part of the Class of 1964 at
St. Andrews Elementary - 1956
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Please Click on following line for your
sound and video memories:
http://www.wtmamemories.com/
WTMA's first owners were Y. Wilcox Scarborough and Jesse W. Orvin. They owned it only a few months, selling it in late 1939 to the News & Courier and Evening Post (Charleston's newspapers).
In the 1950s, The newspaper sold WTMA to Charles (Chuck) Smith who owned it until around 1980 except for two years in the 1970s when the station was owned by Turner Communications (Ted Turner).
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SO...WHAT'S UP THE FLAG POLE?
And Now... "PRECIOUS MEMORIES"
| Betty Barger Disher | Too Many to name – Basketball and Football Games –Rocks Rule! |
| Arnie Biel | The Friendships |
| Lynn Bowles Swygert | Football games – being selected as Miss DAR |
| Ray Brown | Getting Out! |
| Robert Buckley | Graduation |
| Willa McKee Burdette | Perry White singing "O Holy Night" Gave us chills! Wow! |
| Cary Christ | Pep rallies/dances. DD Neuroth and Steve Sopko "fighting" on the lab table in physics Lab. |
| Alan Coleman | Mrs. Walpole and beating Bishop England during our junior year in basketball. |
| Sandra Cone Motley | The best memory is that there are no bad memories! |
| Tim Crowley | Summertime |
| Allen Cutts Hutto | Musicals - Fess - Bobby Riggs |
| Ronald Drolet | Graduating |
| Joyce Hansen | My table tennis championship in Phys Ed. That was fun! |
| Sam Enis | Graduation; Mrs. Smith’s calculus class |
| Hiram Fewox | Friday night football games. Pom Pom parties at Sue Smith’s house. Mrs. Bradley’s Civic Class. The Safety Club. Growing up in a community that was so close and being blessed with so many friends. Every class reunion we’ve had since graduation. |
| Dexter Floyd | Senior class trip to New York! |
| Tommy Fogle | Football games, track, "Fess", Senior Steps & Lawn, Great Teachers, Larry, Sammy, Mr. McElveen, most of all quality people! |
| Alan Garfinkle Gordon | Senior Year; Malanos; "Fess"; Shaw; Walpole; Piggy-Park; Barger; McKee; Burdette; Lipsky; Players Club; Lesser; The Battery; Party after Players Club Show at Fess’s; and Hurtes’ Imperial (Chrysler)! |
| Susan Gelzer Dodd | Being in F.T.A. with Miss Walpole as sponsor, being a clown with Nancy Lockwood at Homecoming – Dating Citadel Cadets |
| Bill Gerrow | Football games/driving busses/senior lawn and steps/those great teachers/and the less than great ones. The greatest of times and friends! What a school!!! |
| Terry Gardner Gemmill | Senior lawn, having cokes and "honeybuns" delivered by the drugstore, football rallies, learning to type in Miss G’s class, not learning algebra, English with Mr. McElveen – he was great! "Fess" larger than life, Friday parades at the Citadel, fun, smiles, and hugs. |
| Annette Hardin Hoff | 1994-Super Friends made smoking in the bathroom senior year, Mrs. Cline’s Government Class Senior Trip carrying Harry’s "Spirits" unbeknownst to me until I set them down in Penn Station.
1999-Being sent out of Ms. Nelson’s class with Terry to finish our talk so we would not disturb the class! |
| Linda Harrison Keller | ShowTime & Fess |
| Sandra Perkins Lamb |
The show, Fess, friends, New York trip, senior lawn, pom pom parties.... everything! |
| Billy Jerman | 1994-Being carefree and silly. 1999-Good friends, cutting up in class |
| Wally Till |
1962 Falcon and the Lancers |
| Anne Kennedy Crane | It was the best of times. |
| Kathleen Kilpatrick Melchers | Glee Club, Singing in chorus and the girls ensemble |
| Ronnie Kirkley | Senior trip to New York |
| David Leapard | Winning the VFW "Voice of Democracy" And the class trip to New York World’s Fair |
| Dennis Lee | Graduating! |
| Carol Leyden Warnes | 1994-Listening to Rick Willeford, Danny Biggerstaff and Bill Kopeka playing and singing on the senior lawn and keeping up with who Bess Walker was "in love with" that day. 1999-Mrs. Smith’s math classes, passing chemistry and Latin and sock hops in the gym. |
| Arlene Lipsky Marcus | Senior Trip to world’s fair in New York. |
| Brenda Long Williamson | Senior privileges; glee club; McElveens class. |
| Ruth Luhn Palassis | Football games; proms the "senior lawn"; and graduation. |
| John Mathis | Participation in Senior Year musical – "New York – New York" |
| Howard McCoy | 1994-"Fess" (Mr. Hester) and the musical "Broadway Melody" and playing drums in the best high school band in the Lowcountry. Carrying the bass drum into the basketball games and my friendship and memories of all you guys and gals! 1999-School spirit, the band scoring 292 points out of 300 at Marching Band Championship. The spoof that Sammy Deloach and I pulled on Mrs. Wilson at "Brush up Your Shakesspeare". |
| Leslie McEwen | If I told - nobody would believe me. Friends, Bo, Hiram, Johnny H. Trying to get out of high school.. |
| Carol Mead Koopman | All the wonderful people at St. Andrews! |
| Betty Miller Wilkins | Senior Lawn, Senior Trip and graduation. |
| Sandra Morris Russ | Senior steps and lawn, football games and pompom parties, train trip t New York, graduation night in the stadium. |
| Eva Enter Neuroth | Football games, great friends, senior steps and the senior lawn. Fess’s shows, glee club and Miss Walpole’s english. |
| Donald Neuroth | Girls, football practices, dates and friends. |
| Paulette Padgett Dillard | Glee Club, singing in the sextet with Kathleen, the tradition of "O Holy Night" by Perry at Christmas, winning Lower State Championship in basketball. Perry, Larry and Richard – the best of friends. |
| Harry Pardee | Senior Class Trip. |
| Nancy Picquet Wagner | Football games |
| Russell Powell | Glee Club Bus Trips, Miss Atkinson – Alcohol related. |
| Carl Puckhaber | "Friday nights" |
| Mary Runge Jacob | "Broadway Melody" show and graduation day |
| Greg Shealy | Graduation |
| Steve Sopko |
"Showtime on Broadway" |
| Wally Till | 1962 Falcon and the Lancers |
| Carol Thompson Wood | All my friends and the competitive events. |
| Pam Tovey Quattlebaum | Musical shows and practices. |
| Carol Tumbleston Brunson | Football games, basketball games, hanging out with friends. |
| Hope Vogler Orbits | My first day at St. Andrews Ruth Luhn became my friend by showing me around. |
| Bess Walker Nacarato | Being yearbook editor! Senior lawn! Beach music and dancing! "Fess’s" Shows! Glee Club! Great friends ! Beach Parties! |
| Mary West Rivers | Fess and the show, Mrs Kline and student council, pep rallys and cheering. |
| Sandra Winn Burnett | Mr. Hester, beautiful school, football games, the shows, the singing and the people. |
| Elizabeth Louise Adams Heape | The music -football-friends-Senior Lawn- the Beach with Friends |
| Sandra Morris Russ | Football and basketball games, senior lawn and steps. Gossip sessions in Miss G’s class. Remembering simpler times when the only thing you worried about was what you’d be doing on Friday and Saturday nights. |
| Ann Parkinson Ryan | 1999-Mr. McElveen with his "poportunities". He guided me to a jornalism degree from USC. |
| Linda Wood Morris | Football games and pep rallies. |
| Perry White | Glee Club, Miss "A", football, Spring Musical, great friends. Perhaps the most powerful feeling that came to me was simply the pride of "being St. Andrews". |
| David Hooks | 1994-Junior Senior dances, musicals, car hops, 6000 friends, drive-ins, and graduation day.
David Hooks Sock Hops, Mr. Hester’s spring musicals, 1999-Friday night football, senior lawn, drive-ins, Labraska’s, Piggy Park, and My old friends.
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| Susan Smith Jenkins | Making friends of a lifetime, car-pooling/driving to school, getting out of school at noon senior year, senior lawn, pom-pom parties at my house, being a hall monitor, being on the Pelican
Staff, wearing 1 green and 1 blue loafer In my sophomore year.
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| Larry Jordan | Good friends. Good teachers and coaches, the football team, "Fess", the Show Senior steps and lawn, great school – "St. Andrews Rocks" |
| Don and Dottie Young | We remember our friends. The people we could call on then and now, if needed. |
ORIGIN AND HISTORY OF THE
SCHOOL SEAL OR COAT OF ARMS
The school seal or coat of arms has a history that dates back before St. Andrew's Parish High School was even founded. The history of St. Andrews Parish began on that day in 1670 when English people landed at Albermarle Point, now the site of Old Town. This event is represented in the left side of the seal by the ship which represents one of the three which brought the first settlers. It was commanded by Captain William Sayle, who later became the first governor of South Carolina. Crossing each other, the two magnolia blossoms in the top half are a reminder that there are world famous gardens, Magnolia and Middleton, in the parish. The pelican on the seal was taken from the front of St. Andrew's Church, which has a pedestal of iron in the form of three pelicans. As legend has it, the pelican pierces her breast to feed her young with her blood, just as the Church of England supported the churches of her parishes in the New World. It is from this pelican that the school annual derives its name. The bottom study of a pick and a shovel tells that on the very site of the present school, a phosphate mine once existed. The shield on which the seal is placed bears the cross of St. Andrew, in whose honor the school is named. The crown adorning the top is the crown of Charles II, who was king in 1670. It commemorates the fact that St. Andrew's Parish was a "Crown Colony." On the sides of the crown is the motto, Sapere Aude, which means "Dare to Be Wise." The seal was drawn by the late E. Bernard Hester. It has since been adopted as the official seal of the school district.
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NOTE: The following article from the Post and Courier was sent to the
Class of 64 by Avron Lesser. He thought it might be of interest to us
all. I am SURE it will be!
More on the author of this article following the last paragraph.
Miss Carmen Walpole taught value of words
By Sarah Metz Hemingway
Posted: November 15, 2013
I had heard of Miss Carmen Walpole from other students, and I had seen her in the halls. She was a legend — strict, precise, determined — and students spoke of her with awe.
When we entered her classroom as freshmen at St. Andrew’s High School, we weren’t sure what to expect. She represented serious study of the English language.
The first day of school we weren’t disappointed. After taking attendance, Miss Walpole looked up and offered, "Does anyone know what the word mendacious means?" Then she singled out the best looking, smartest, most popular boy in the class and questioned, "Do you think Randy is mendacious?"
Our minds raced to make some logical connection between the word and Randy. By the time she had polled each student, we were on the edge of our seats. Was Randy mendacious or not?
She finally told us. Mendacious meant "given to lying." We could hardly wait for whatever came next.
Miss Walpole had wavy silver hair. Though older, she was still very pretty, with a marvelous twinkle in her eyes. But before that first class was over, we knew she meant business. If the "mendacious" episode helped us relax, what followed made us realize we were there to learn.
"Sarah, what is the definition of a noun?" The authority in her voice made me sit up and take notice. Most teachers review these things the first week and then quiz their students. MissWalpole made it clear that we were responsible for retaining earlier lessons.
I struggled to recall the proper definition of a noun. Normally, I could recite it cold, but normally I wasn’t answering to Miss Walpole. I breathed a sigh of relief after supplying the correct definition: a person, place, or thing.
My escape was short lived. "Sarah, what is the definition of a pronoun?" she queried. Somehow I had received the honor of defining each part of speech that day. No one could know my exhausted pride when, at the end of the ordeal, she pronounced, "Good!" And no one could know my gratitude when the bell finally rang.
We would not enter her classroom unprepared. This grand lady assessed the potential of each student and worked tirelessly to see him achieve it. The great reward of this gentle intimidation was that we learned, learned, learned. If a student gave a wrong answer, Miss Walpole would quip, "That’s the way rumors get started, my dear!"
She had an uncanny memory for who struggled with diagrams or clauses. As we’d go over examples in class, she’d fit the sentence to the person who was weak in that area. We got a good laugh from her humorous grammar posters. One of them pictured a large coin, with stick-like arms and legs, holding a broom. The caption read, "I found a penny sweeping the porch." On the final test it was these posters that reminded us of dangling participles.
If Miss Walpole taught us discipline in English, she also taught us discipline in life. Once a student-teacher was substituting in our class. Things quickly got out of control. The young teacher enjoyed flirting with the boys who entertained her with their antics. We all joined in the chaos, and in the end, the substitute took a list of names to be given to Miss Walpole. Most students received a light punishment from Miss Walpole, but two or three of us were given after school detention for the next day.
I stayed back after class to ask Miss Walpole why we were punished more severely. It seemed so unfair. She studied me with her steel blue eyes; her tone was solemn. "I know what happened. For others it is different," she said, "but I expected more of you." I stood there speechless, both ashamed and proud.
I reported for detention the next day, but I really didn’t mind. I had received the ultimate compliment from Miss Walpole, and I was determined to live up to her expectations.
On the three-mile walk home from school, long after school buses had left, I thought about the whole incident.
I dreamed of goals that might be possible because, "she expected more of me." Suddenly, I realized a car had pulled up beside me. A silver-haired teacher with a twinkle in her eye rolled down the window. "It’s a long walk home," she said. "And I’m going that way!"
I went on to earn a scholarship to Furman University. Many were the times I was grateful for the three years in Miss Walpole’s English classes. Decades have passed since she uttered those words, "I expected more of you." But I still hear them with gratitude and awe.
Sarah Hemingway lives in Mount Pleasant and enjoys writing, speaking and teaching on family issues. A Charleston native, she moved 19 times with her (late) Marine husband and four kids. She has taught preschool, edited book manuscripts, and her work has been published in various magazines. She has four grandchildren.