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Waycross High 1965

Waycross High School Class of 1965

Many of our classmates were born in Waycross, Georgia in late 1946 or 1947. Others came to us from different places over the years. Some classmates left for other cities or states along the way, but we never forgot them and still consider them part of our class. Some of us were in the Ware County Hospital nursery at the same time; others were in church nurseries together, day care or kindergarten. Our history is long and varied but closely woven and longstanding.

We were blessed with parents, teachers, coaches, pastors, YMCA leaders, scout leaders, and many others who guided our steps (or tried to) and who were role models we still remember today. The biographical profiles that follow in this directory are a wonderful example of what can be achieved when children and young people are given direction and opportunity and encouraged to work hard and take risks along the way.

The happy times we shared often involved sporting events…football, baseball, basketball, tennis, and golf. We “tried out” for sports and no one received trophies unless they actually won something.

House doors were often left unlocked. Car keys were frequently tossed above the visor when leaving the car. We had “car hops” at the A&W and “sock hops” at the Rec Center. Bicycles were a main mode of transportation for years. We left our homes in the morning by bike or on foot for a friend’s house and were told to “be home before dark” and no one worried about us being in danger.


We learned to skate, wearing our key on a string around our necks in case the skate came loose from our shoes. We climbed trees, learned to dance, carried transistor radios, and listened to the incomparable music of the 60’s non-stop. We played our records on record players and sometimes had to put a coin on the arm when the needle started skipping.

We saw every movie that we could afford at the Lyric and the Ritz Theaters and with a student card we could get in for a dime…or a quarter. When we were old enough to drive we would park our cars next to each other at the drive-in and try to share the speaker so it would cost less. We were masters of doing a lot with few financial resources...valuable lessons.

We worked after school and sometimes before school. We cut grass and did odd jobs. We worked in local businesses. We attended all of the Tri-Hi-Y and Hi-Y dances. We decorated floats and proudly rode them in the parades.

We borrowed each other’s clothes, curled each other’s hair, drove each other’s cars, washed each other’s cars, and had each other’s backs. Always.

We put pennies on the railroad tracks; walked under the underpass to Dad’s Place for candy; walked to the Rec Center; walked to school…no wonder we could eat candy!

We had no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or airbags. We rode in the back of pickups, and drank from the outside hose. We played the flutaphone (dreadful instrument), pianos, horns, strings, and any instrument we could beg or borrow.

We spent hours and hours at Laura S. Walker State Park at scout camps and then later skiing behind boats that were usually borrowed. We had picnics at Laura Walker, hayrides from town to the park and we played their jukebox so we could dance. The Okefenokee Swamp Park and the Shrine Lake ere other favorite hangouts.

On Sunday afternoons we would go “riding round” in someone’s car. During the gas wars we could get a gallon of gas for a quarter. We would pool our money to help with the gas. We always had curfews and unless we were detained by an officer of some sort, we knew better than to break curfew.

Most of us had one bathroom in the house for years, regardless of the number of family members. Our parents reminded us that we were lucky…many of them didn’t have that luxury.

We sold advertisements to fund our school annuals. We had one classmate who never failed to write, “We’ll be the last to let you down” on the Bailey Monument ad.

We climbed fire towers and water towers. We drove to Jekyll, Fernandina, Jacksonville, St. Simons, Dover’s Bluff, Harriet’s Bluff, and Sea Island. We rode the Atlantic Coast Line trains to football games, went to dances after the home games and loved EVERYTHING related to football.

We have often said to one another that we believed our class to be unique and tremendously fortunate to have been together throughout the years. We love each other, encourage one another, and always look forward to returning for another reunion.

Fifty years later we still look forward to celebrating time together as the Class of ’65.

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