Pep Rallies? What about those pep rallies and cheerleading tryouts? What about those pep rallies…go Bulldogs. We knew we were going to loose unless we played Brewster. Poor Brewster.

Did they close it (the auditorium) in? I think the windows are there and they just put a wall in.

We never lost our spirit. Go dogs!

And here is another memory and that was the back in the day when you really learned how to type. This is the typing room…Miss Alpha Gill’s typing class. Bless her soul. A wonderful woman and a very strict disciplinarian! You sat up straight. You did not wad up papers…if you did, you would stay after school and clean her typewriters. And she was also the dean of girls. She had a desk drawer and that was the length of your skirt or she carried a ruler with her and measured your skirt.

To this day I could never write on my skin. That was not lady like! I witnessed her taking a young woman to the restroom and put some cleanser on it and making her scrub it off. How humiliating was that?

This is where we all learned to type and we still sit up straight.

There is a chimney there coming out of the roof, and when I went to grade school, the rooms all had wood burning stoves and we went out in the morning and there were stacks of wood. We got the wood for the stoves and that is how they kept the rooms warm when I was in grade school.

I ended up in Mr. Lewis Wynne’s office (Assistant Principal) however I didn’t get a paddling.

The time has come to say farewell to this great hall.

Since 1926 this building has been a place for learning, sports and making friends,

It’s hard to see it go.

This wonderful old place that held so many students of all ages and did it with such grace.

From a high school to a grade school to the middle school that it is now,

The school will be remembered as a trusted friend

So join us now for this last look back for the school that for many was just too cool.

And in the hall the cheer heard for many years, was bulldogs rule.

Daryen Ratté—Class of 2011

The plate reads, this friendship area is dedicated to the school and the friends that he loved …August 21, 1955 to July 27, 1972. He was class president of 1970-71 and 71-72.

We have placed his life in the Lord’s hands.

They are going to keep the sculpture in the memorial garden.

It represents a seven and a three for Class of ’73. There is a seven going this way and the three going upside down. There is a seven going this way and the three going upside down.

We are the girls of old Zephyr High,

To her, we’ll ever be true,

Where the girls are the fairest,

And the boys are the squarest

Of any school we ever knew.

We will be true to old Zephyr High, Down where the old Bulldogs play In all kinds of weather, We’ll all stick together, For Z H S all the way…

Class of 1969. We have two other sisters who graduated and our mama (Hazel Boatwright Massey) and uncle graduated here too. My mama was on the basketball team when they had girls sports and then they quite doing that and you had to be a cheerleader or a majorette.

This is the area and I got in trouble here and had to go see Mr. Lewis Wynne (Assistant Principal) for PDA.

This doesn’t leave a very good impression. I was a very good student. I was in the BETA club. (Interjecting, Tom-”She was the tops of her class.”)

Here is another memory. This is at our senior class trip to Washington, D.C. There were a couple of us girls who had an idea and when Ray Foster said, let’s see if we could roll a role of toilet paper out of our window and see if it would stick to the flag poll, we die. And our sponsor Mr. (John) Clements, was very disappointed and called me a rebel-rouser!

Nonetheless we had some great times at ZHS…at the elementary school and some really great times.

I’ll let Clayton tell you about the shaving cream incident. Here is where we had band practice and if someone was caught talking or chewing gum, you had to draw a circle on the wall and stick your nose in it and stand there. I remember it so vividly. You only did that one time. I never had to do that.

You never chewed gum at band either. I remember one time I forgot and when I came into class, I put the gum behind my ear. I had very long hair and it got caught in my hair. I had a big piece of my hair gone from that.

And I remember they used to have practice for bombs…I don’t know what they called it. I have lots of memories of the drills. Every now and then they’d show us how to get under the desk. Basically I can just see the kids filling up the hallways. I’m really going to miss this place. We all get together, we’ll all stick together