"Young LadyX Walks on the Wild Side!"
~ Halloween 1951
Keep in mind how small Melbourne, Florida was then.
Grades 1-6 were in one building;7-12 in another;
3rd building housed the Cafeteria, Band Room, storage, and my piano teacher..:))
These served ALL students in the south HALF of Brevard County - halfway to Cocoa and down to the Sebastian River - the beaches, and west to the St. John's River.
We all were good, law abiding students; well known to the police throughout the area.
While we did have a *few* spitballs appear out of nowhere in classrooms, we never had destructive students.
No one really knows whose Bright Idea it was, but it spread like wildfire!!
Passed throughout the high school body was
"Let's take signs from all over town and deposit them over on Melbourne Beach in our woodsy best Parking Spot - photograph them for the Annual - and the next day go retrieve them and put them back where they belong!"
(no mundane toiletpapering, etc. for creative us)
It so happened I was going steady with Patrick, and we almost always took Jerry (no car) and his steady, Maxine, with us on dates.
We cruised around northwest of town by the airport, and I spied an official STOP sign - - "GET THAT!!"
Bit of a tussle getting it pulled up, but the fellas came through...
Taking it to the designated large Parking Spot, it already was heavily littered with business signs, traffic signs - all KINDS OF SIGNS!
Several photographs were taken - police never stopped any of us!
[I of course thought STOP a fitting "comment,"
it being heard often in the Parking Area..:))]
And yes - the next day we took every single one back to its 'home.'
One time a whole bunch of us decided to leave school in the middle of the day and go out to the country club and just hang out the rest of the afternoon - dance, have some snacks and soft drinks. And what fun it was. Until the principal called a special assembly and made all of us feel so bad. (We were the student body officers, class officers, athletes, honor students, favorites, etc - those supposed to set a good example)
It also was not fun explaining to our parents why we needed a written note from them to get back in class the next day.
In May of 1952, Pat and I and Jerry and Maxine were still going out as a foursome; The Senior Prom no exception.
I was going to spend the night with Maxine, whose parents were out of town. After the Dinner and Prom itself, nearly everyone in those days headed for the beaches to have parties afterward, in small groups.
Pat lived on Indialantic Beach with his mother, but she was spending the evening with friends.
The Other Three decided Little Maggie (nondrinker; noalcohol in my home; parents sometimes had cocktails when dining out in Orlando) needed to have the experience of drinking in Safe Company, so she'd know what it was like and avoid it out in the Big Bad World.
The Plan involved changing clothes at Maxine's; raiding Pat's mother's liquor supply for Scotch, and taking it and cartons of Cokes to the beach, setting up on a large blanket.
The guys poured, and all of us imbibed. YEARS LATER they confessed they had made every one of MY drinks a double!!
Before long, they were tipsy, and then plain drunk - raised-to-be-a-lady-in-control, I was COLD SOBER!
Patrick spied a small bird caught in the gentle waves, and waded out to save it, spouting poetry all the while to me!! LOL
Finally, we decided to go, but they could barely stand up straight, and I almost insisted I drive - still absolutely sober..:))
No traffic at 3 in the morning, so Jerry drove.
Everyone in high school tried to stay up through the next day, so we went down the beach from Pat's house to rest until the sun came up and his mother went to work - then went to his house to be out of the sun until we left for supper out - to the drive-in movie that night - and finally I got to crash at Maxine's!
They never forgave me..:))