Happy Hundred: Coming Home to "Where You're From"

Poly High School now has a second marching 100 to remember: One hundred years have marched by since its first graduating class in 1912. To celebrate, on October 6 the centennial reunion drew almost two thousand former and current students and teachers. We filled the halls and shook the walls. The reunion was an incredible gathering, a Woodstock in orange and black. Thanks to Rita Morris Vinson and Judith Simpson, who over several months supervised the organization of such a monumental event.
Video clips of the centennial reunion at YouTube:

". . . And the home of the brave"
A quick tour of those hallowed halls
A quick tour of the front lawn
Class of 1929: A centenarian at the centennial
Marching band: herald trumpets, donated uniform, JFK
Cheerleaders/"The Poly Blues"
Mama Reeves's Girls
Historian Quentin McGown (Part 1)
Historian Quentin McGown (Part 2)
Mr. T's son Larry: "One percenters"
Mr. T's son Larry: "Remember who you are . . ."
". . . You are my own dear high school"

You didn't think he'd miss the big event, did you?

The monument donated by the Poly Alumni Association.

There really is an elevator now.

Former members of the dance group known as "Mama Reeves's Girls" performed a kickline routine.

The spelling is suspect but not the sentiment.

A member of the graduating class of 1938--the first class to graduate from the "new" building--was recognized. But the earliest graduate at the reunion was from the class of 1929. She is one hundred years old!

There was even a classic car show by ex-students on the front lawn.

On display in a hall is the cornerstone of the original 1922 Poly High building on Nashville, which we knew as the Poly Elementary building. It was torn down in the 1970s.

The newly rediscovered herald trumpets of the marching band were presented to Principal Scroggins.

Journalism teacher and newspaper and yearbook sponsor Dorothy Estes found her photo in the 1959 yearbook.

The auditorium was filled for each of two programs of recognition and entertainment.

Mr. T's son Larry (left) and local historian Quentin McGown spoke.

A familiar sight: Jerry Stewart leaving the vice principal's office.

The cold snap did not seem to hurt attendance.

In our day, we had a darkroom. Now the school offers media classes. This student is monitoring the video cameras in the auditorium.

Former cheerleaders (on stage) and current spirit team members dance to "The Poly Blues" played by former school band members. (When did some kids from Paschal sneak over and scrawl all that graffiti on the backs of the chairs?)