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| Second and Third Grades in Aubrey School in 1938 Front row from left to right are: Mary Fay Starr, Martha Rae Starr, Nona Pearl Housden, Ruby Faye Gregory, Betty Jo Housden, Mildred Howell, Billie Jean Coffey, Edna Mae Coffey, Mary Frances Mann, Doris Mann. Second Row: Margret Johnson, Helen Jean Lawson, Mary Ann Goin, Loveta Hunn, J.M. Jones, Paul Harris, Bouncer Goin, Fidel Hernandez, Dwayne Griffey, Billy Jack Hodges. Third row: Angels Rodriquez, Filipe Flores, Subrara , , M.C. Smith, Jr. Bothwell, Travis Isom, Franklin Bostick and sponsor Miss Jones. |
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I have another story of the honor roll students at the Aubrey School during the year of 1934. It is as follows: Second Grade Leads School in Students on Honor Roll: Eleven Attain 90 Average The second grade has the honor of having more students making an average of 90 on all subjects for the third six weeks They have eleven. The first and tenth grades tie for second place, each having four students. By grades those attaining this average are: First grade: Charles Lawson, Helen Galbreath, Clydene Simpson and Francis Gibbins. Second grade: Dorothy Wilson, Nita Hollar, Mary Ruth Housden, Clifford Luster, Helen Quisenberry, Eugenia Stewart, Mary Sue Thompson, Jean Jordan, Olga Lee Thorne, Pansy Mills and Wanda Jenson. Third grade: Edna Mae Massey Fourth grade: Hazel Housden, Dorothy Reding, and Donna V. McCarson. Tenth grade: Otis Lipstreu, Mary Powledge, Mildred Hodges, and Mary Phillips. Eleventh grade: Carol Peterman. The above story was printed in the Aubrey High School News. It was without a photo for this period, however, I have a class picture of the second and third grades as they appeared in 1938. I think that the most rewarding part of the class was my learning to speak a little Spanish– the Mexicans were real good friends of just about every one. I especially recall an event where one of my enemies took to a serious fight with me and poked me in the face causing my eye to bleed. The boy (Fidel) standing by me in this photo was a friend who did not appreciate the fight and the cruel treatment I was receiving. Fidel came to my rescue and got very serious with this little gringo and within a few minutes made such a believer out of the gringo not to fight with Bouncer any more, and I most certainly didn’t go around picking fights. I do recall that I didn’t want to fight and the gringo did, but when Fidel finished with his method of persuasion, I felt honored to have such protection by my side. It seems as I recall back during the 30's that thousands of bales of cotton were lined up and temporarily stored on the school yard. There was no room for storage anywhere near the three cotton gins that were located fairly close to the school. The bales lined the railroad waiting for shipment to Houston. As youngsters we climbed up on top the large bales and ran and jumped. I remember Fidel and I had so much fun running and jumping on the bales and this is where our gringo bully got me down and bleeding. It was a good time for my friend Fidel to come alive, and alive he did as he stomped the gringo down in between the bales of cotton. I had to clean the blood from my eyes just to see what he was doing and my first thought was that the gringo was going to die, and I pulled my friend Fidel off of the gringo. It was a struggle on my part, but I did succeed. This fight just seemed to make better friends of Fidel and myself. My last conversation with my friend Fidel was at Dallas Love Field where we were inducted into the armed forces after we had both turned twenty-one years of age. He reminded me that no one was going to combat with me, his friend, as long as he was around and that he wanted to stay with me throughout our tour of duty. The Army saw fit to arrange for me to go to Germany for my duties and his duties were to go to Korea, and he didn’t make it back home. I was forever saddened by this experience and have wished for this type of friendship throughout my life. I am honored to talk with some of his cousins as they make their way back to Aubrey for visits.
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