I am sure you will never forget the Teacher Training Agriculture Class of ’25 and the field trips we took. Also the composition you wrote on men. Everytime I think of you , I will also think of that lid Hudson for every where I would go I would see that car. I wish you happiness and success in your later life and may you make ‘Jack’ a good secretary someday.
Always your friend,
Erney F. Dean
We sure have had a lot of fun in our senior year especially in phys ed altho when you took up “basket ball” they made you drop it. You sure can help me guard if you are needed can you not.
I haven’t known you until this year but if you’re anything like your cousin Delphia I know “you’re some charmer, yes indeed” You know Davina, you’re one I would like to be like, but somehow that’s all the farther I can wade. Remember the dim dark days of our class in American Literature. I was the only light!!! Now that’s not being egotistical. I hardly know what to write. I don’t know you well enough to know any mean tricks and we have never wore pigtails together. I suppose I could say your eyes are like diamonds, cheeks like roses, teeth like pearls, but I can’t tell a lie! Ha ha! I do think you’re most awfully sweet and (kinda) beautiful. Remember me as an old school maid teacher, down by Hickory. I suppose you will never have the honor of being an old maid but I’ll wish you success in choosing your partner. As for me, give me liberty, or give me death.
With so much racket I do not hardly know how to begin. Always remember our good times in Agriculture the time we had when we thought we had to run a farm.
Always remember the TT class. Altho we were not in the same class we had the same work. I shall always remember you as a school teacher but not old maid.
Never forget me as your seat mate Freshman year. Both of us being big and the seat being small.
I shall never forget the week in the country and the nite that the bed fell down and the funny of it. I am sure you will have great gobs of success in life. Remember the Bookkeeping Class of ‘24 and the day we spent in the fan room.
Today is Assembly there’s such a roar I can’t hardly think, as you know I never can.
I’d sure like to hear you give that phonic lesson in Teachers Training class tomorrow. Did you say moon- ha. Always remember the wonderful times we had in American Literature under ‘Aunt Polly’.
Well I don’t know anything else to write but always remember me as a friend and I’ll do the same to you.
My it doesn’t seem possible that it is time for memory books but our four years are nearly over but I hope our good times are not over- Remember the good times we have had in Teacher Training I, II, III (Believe it or not) also our times in Agri and Physical Education. What little time you were in there.
Wishing you all the success as a old maid school teacher.