1940s, Culture, Fashion, History, Humor, Nostalgia, Photography, Pics, Style, Vintage

Bienvenido A Miami, Part Tres

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First off, let’s give thanks to the hardworking yearbook photographers, who not only captured this great winter wonderland, but would have had to do serious bicep work to carry those old school cameras.

Remember that this was an era before Liquid Paper. Imagine all the retyping that had to be done.

workgettingdidThe editor proofs some copy, smoking what appears to be a redskin headdress feather, but may well be a blurry pipe.

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staffCheers to the yearbook staff of the 1949 Recensio–may you all have your own blogs on WordPress, if you are still alive.

1950s, Culture, History, Humor, Nostalgia, Pics, Vintage

Senior Class Favorites

G072And that, my friends, is the difference between men and women.  Adrenaline delights one and strikes fear in the other.  Today’s post documents the Senior Class Favorites of the 1955 Pine Burr, selected “as tops in fun, sparkle, and friendship.”  Most yearbook pictures are taken on location at the high school, but evidently these favorites traveled off site.  Why, Jo Ann and Edward got suited up for a poolside session.  G074Perry and Pat went horse riding through what appears to be a swamp.

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Earl and Shirley were stuck riding pretend horses on a carousel, as though they were still young children.

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Thurston and Lovey Howell enjoyed an afternoon of boating.  Are these people really teenagers?

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Susie and Morris enjoyed a bicycle built for two.

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Barbara and Donald braved gusty winds to sit on the dock of the bay.  Or is that a bridge?  Look, Barbara, I’ll catch that catfish for you and fry it up for dinner with some hush puppies.  Won’t that be swell?  

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Miss Wheat is delighted that Mr. Turner parked next to her namesake.  Or are those plumes of feathered reed grass?  It may be Daddy’s car, but he’s got quite a grip at 10 and 2.

G080Our last picture is the Football Sweetheart.  Wait–isn’t that the same girl (with her name misspelled) wearing a polka dotted cape and sitting on a diving board earlier?  She gets around.  She’s a double favorite!

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My advice to you, Miss Yianitsas–marry one of those football players asap and shed that tragic maiden name.  Preferably Earl Wright.  It’s just one syllable!

1960s, Culture, History, Humor, Nostalgia, Pics, Texas, Vintage

1963 Comet, Coming At You

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Today’s daily dose of nostalgia comes to us from the 1962-63 Comet, just before Camelot fell apart.  Join me as we tumble back into a time between the Korean War and Vietnam, where cat’s-eye glasses and buzz cuts were in.  Student government was appropriately silly, but not full-on whackjob like we saw in the 1977 yearbook in Sunday’s post.  Life was a barrel of laughs.

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I realize it’s not the 1950s, but this is very reminiscent of Rydell HIgh.

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My favorite part of this next shot is the gal holding the bottle of hooch.  Pardon me, moonshine.
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And the fun kept coming.  Release your aggression with pinatas!

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The choir fellowships as it prepares for the annual Christmas festival.G041But it’s not all fun and games.  The German Club prepares a care package for needy families during the holidays.  Because who doesn’t love German food?  I’d prefer my care package from the Spanish Club, thank you.  Charro beans instead of refried.

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Lolita’s hair is much foxier than even the homecoming queen’s.  In those loafers, Meiling Lung looks downright dowdy.

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Mrs. Brack cannot be trusted.  That cropped cut betrays her.  I bet she has volumes of beatnik poetry in her drawer.  And Communist connections.  And clove cigarettes.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end.

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Why, in just a few years, some of you boys may be longhaired hippies, smoking the weed and living out of Volkswagen vans.  But if the THC doesn’t lodge too deeply in your brain, try not to forget the wonderful years in high school.  Harriet didn’t.

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