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Rex Booth

How 'bout Dobie Gillis...

Kingfish, learning latin to study latin girls?

Don Ervin

Soph. year.  Car pooled with Johnny Barbour, Kay Gardner, Louise Morgan.  Johnny and Kay had cars.  We gave the driver of the week a dollar for gas.

Jr. year.  Drove my black 47 Chevy to school.  Took 2 dollars a week for gas  and a dollar for two quarts of bulk oil.

Sr. year still had the Chevy.  Add a litle money for brake fluid

Paid $90 for that car and I loved it.

Billie Butts (Mathias)

Rode the school bus all years.  Bus driver was Elsie.  Never got a car until I got out of school.  Boo-hoo.

John Doyal

Never had a car til I was a junior at NMSU.  It was a 47 Pontiac tank that cost me $75.00.  I rode a bicycle all the time in high school.    At lunch I would go to the gravel pits and see how far I could jump, biffed it more than once. Fun when the wind was blowing with me, but a pain when it wasn"t going to and from school.  I was also one those that rode down Comanche hill passing cars, could coast to the canal bridge sometimes.

Pat Sullins (Carpenter)

Roger dropped me off at Karen Burton's house on E. Fifth and I rode with her.  She had been driving to school since the 8th grade.

John Allensworth

My good friend Jack Hankins came by and picked me up almost every day from our Soph. year to our Senior year.  If Jack was absent so was I, and would have been more , but Jack didn't have any problems coming in and rolling me out.  Looking back I was lucky to have Jack as my best friend.

John Landess

Firstest of all: HAPPY BIRTHDAY to all the the May-ests.

My bus driver was "Cal" (Caderone??) from the 8th through 11th. Everytime he got a new route, we moved and I was back on, except when he 'grounded' me for some little thing or another. Like letting a pet tarantula or little garter snake or some thing loose. When the girls started screaming, I started walking!

John D.   I was a "biker" also, and living on the northern outskirts gave me plenty of miles pedaling. Got my first car in college, an ex-police car. Of course, spent more time fixing than driving, but it did get me back to Alaska from S.E. Missouri.

And speaking of the Great Land, I will be starting my trip there this evening......... Enjoy that nice, "dry", and warm West this year. I will probably be in the rain all summer fighting off salmon!

Ray Marshall

After finishing 9^th Grade at North Jr high my family moved close to Cahoon Park for my 10^th grade year at RHS. Many times during that 10^th grade year I would hitch a ride to school with Mike Fields or Bill Madison both of whom lived close by. Other times during 10^th grade would take the school bus to and from RHS. The folks rarely took me as Dad left for work early and Mom had her hands full getting my younger sister to school. Obtained a beat up 49 Ford in 11^th grade and drove it to RHS till it died an early death. Late in 11^th grade the folks bought a home on Fulkerson Dr a few blocks South of RHS and from then on I mostly walked to school. Inherited my older sisters blue VW Beatle end of 12^th grade and me, Mike Truelove, Gene Taylor and Mack Kizer headed out to Socorro to work for Armstrong Construction Company that summer. Then, at summers end, off to NMSU with that VW which served me well for next few years.

John Doyal

Happy birthday to all those in May.  John L. I did not like to carry my books home for homework on the bike, so I would get to school early so I could do it at school, which meant it was pretty messy sometimes.  You need to find the salmon that eats gold nuggets.

Patricia Hundley (Lappin)

John A. First I agree totally about Mrs Merkles class. I thought that lady was weird and out of her mind a bit. I really wanted to learn Latin but that class cured me  

Second - I lived close enough to walk to school but my good and sweet friend Mike Ingram would come pick me up and take me. AND I will add for clarification (since I have been asked before) we were always just good friends and still are. I was really thankful for that ride when the wind /sand and tumbleweeds were blowing.  That was a hard walk then. I’m sure others can remember those. 

Diane Bartimus (Hynes) (Stearley)

I drove a green Austin Healey Sprite my Sophmore and Jr. years and a 1961 red Corvair my Senior year.  But, some times I would catch a ride with my best friend Kathy McClain in her tempermetal "vintage" car.  At times, I would have to push while Kathy would sit behind the wheel and "pop" the clutch. I would then run and jump in the passenger seat and off we'd go. We always kept our fingers crossed that it wouldn' t stall before we reached our destination. What a skit! 

Those are some of my fun memories of my time spent in Roswell from my eitghth and nineth grades at North Jr. High  through my years RHS.

Connie Swanson (Sampsell)

Carpooled with Caroline A llen my sophmoe and junior years. My dad bought me the cheapst chevrolet model made to drive my senior year.

Lynn Snipes (Allensworth)

Part of my Sophomore year Susie Waggoner picked me up every day to take me to  high school.  Then I got my drivers license early because my Mother was very sick and I had to drive my brother and sister every where so I helped my Mother.  I drove my Grandmother's 1952 Ford and took them where ever they needed to go and that is how I went to school also.

Joe Treat

I was fortunate to live within two blocks of RHS from two houses we lived in.  I walked most days.  Once in a great while I would drive the Nash Rambler that my mother and I shared.  We bought it when we both received our drivers licenses the same time.  I had Mr. Steed during the week and my mom had lessons on Saturdays.  He was a very good and seemingly unflappable man.  My dad was out of town at the ranch a lot of the time.

I actually liked Miss Merkle.  We called her Mother Merkle.  I appreciated her sense of humor, though I think in some ways she had become jaded about teaching unappreciative high school students.  I did not do great in the class, but do still use what I did learn about the meanings of root words.  

Charline Lake

Well said, Joe.  I'm with you.  I think of her every once in a while.  She was serious about teaching but had a wry view of life and humanity.  She couldn't help it if the Latin readers available to us were deadly dull.  Or maybe they weren't dull to her.  I didn't care abouot Caesar and Gaul myself.  But I use what she taught us about the language all the time in understanding word meanings (and in crossword puzzles!  amat, baby!).  Once in class her wraparound skirt came unbuttoned and was about to fall off, and when she discovered it, she snapped around and looked at us and said, "Why didn't you tell me?"  And I was ashamed.  She thought of us as her fellow humans who would of course tell her if she were on the verge of disaster, but we relegaed her to a different category from our own and didn't extend that humanity back to her.  Bless all teachers, really.

John Allensworth

My problems with Ms. Merkle were of my own making, we both knew I didn't want to be there and I'm pretty sure she felt the same way.  A few years later, I was being introduced along with the other Student Teachers by Coach Van Witt, yes the same one.  He of course had a few descriptive terms to apply to me, when he called my name, we all heard a gasp of utter shock from the corner of the room, yes it was Ms. Merkle.  I'm pretty sure that was her last year of teaching.

Diane B. you said you drove a Corvair, I got one the year after we graduated, mine was maroon, did yours have that little gear shift lever?? 

Paula Carl (Cowee Miller)

I was privileged to drive a 1949 Chevrolet truck with 3 in the floor and Carl’s Cooler Pads sideboards!  What a hoot. My mom went to school at ENMU during my last 2 years of high school; in fact we graduated the same day. Anyway, because she was gone, I took my younger siblings to and from school in the “bomb”!  Ran out of gas on McGaffey one morning which made all of us late to school. But I learned to watch the gas gauge like a hawk and that  has never happened again. What memories! 

Mettie Cummins

Happy Birthday to all the May born folks. I rode to RHS with Camille Schaffer & her brother, Joey my junior & senior year. 

Ferrell Dunham

I drove my brother (who was a senior) during my Soph. year because he his leg in a cast. We had a 49 chev.

I got a 54 Buik roadmaster for my senior year in which any general motors ket would fit. Will anybody confess to using it to go to the gravel pits after school while I was at ball practice?

Bill Leggett

Ms. Merkle, never had a class with her, but John comments about being in her class made me think why did her name ring a bell, then it hit me, one day I got sent to her class for punishment, something I did in another class No I don't remember what I did. 

Fred Miller

(slowly opens door and peeks in room) 

Hey all,  been going every direction but the right direction lately. 

Rode the bus the first two years at RHS.  Got a red over black over red 55 Plymouth the summer between my sophomore and junior year.  Man was I proud of that car.  Sold it after graduation to help pay for college. 

Happiest of Birthdays to all the May birthday people....you know who you are.

Rex Booth

Paula,

I thought those  wooden side panels looked so cool on PU's.  Reminded me of those 1920's delivery trucks.   We moved near South Jr. my Sophomore & Junior years.  For some reason, the school bus did not pickup in that area. Walked or ran 18 blocks to RHS.  Good training for track, but alas... Was able to take the bus downtown to work at Mack's Camera Center after school.  The summer before my Senior year I bought Mike Field's "Spanky-V"  '53 Studebaker.  Stud'e

Don Ervin

Favorite class:  English

Least favorite:  Spanish.  The teacher taught Castillian spainish.  Even the mexican kids didn't have a clue what he was talking about

Diane Alley ((Webb))

Rex Booth

Castilian is understood by those in the "Santa Fe Ring"...  Original Spanish now spoken in Mexico & US has been perverted mixed with local slang.  Same thing has occured with English in the US.  What you say ole chap?  Capital idea!!   versus  Whut's happenin'.  Lets hang...

My Fav class was Slide Rule (slip-stick) taught by Bob Maxwell.  We had timed tests each day solving math problems with logarithms & trig.  Many days we'd have 20-30 minutes left over, so Maxwell would tell us great war stories when he was a pilot during WW2.