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Mrs. Bybee
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Mrs. Bybee by David Wright
Added June 21, 2013
I realize that for many, many VHS Class of 1966-? seniors, Mrs. Hunter (aka Aunt Lucy) was one of VHS's more challenging and memory making instructors. So many VHS grads have a quick, and often witty, memory of Aunt Lucy which they can reel off with no prior prodding or thought.
For me, however, I never had the priviledge of Mrs. Hunter's tutelage. I enjoyed Mrs. Bybee's unique instructional style my senior year at VHS instead. Mrs. Bybee always stressed the importance of having a vast and well-studied command of the English vocabulary. At least through the Fall of 1970, Mrs. Bybee assigned weekly vocabulary words for us to commit to our adolescent minds. Many of the assigned words were arcane, didactic and pedantic. For the most part, however, Mrs. Bybee's students didn't object and complied with the definitional pursuit of the word and meekly submitted to the weekly "pop" vocabulary quizzes.
I'll never forget one particular word Mrs. Bybee assigned in the Fall of 1970: titular. This word seemed intolerably arcane and pedantic due to the fact that, at least in my dictionary, the word was considered archaic by the dictionary's editors. I vigorously objected to the archaic nature of the word "titular" to Mrs. Bybee. I explained what a waste I thought it was for her to assign us words which were no longer in common usage. I insisted, further, that this word was of no practical value to our formative minds, cluttered up otherwise valuable brain real estate, and was of no relevance in any way, shape or form.
Mrs. Bybee was unmoved. "Titular", by the way, means "existing in title only; having the title and usually the honors belonging to an office or dignity without the duties, functions, or responsibilities." The word was in common usage when monarchies were in vogue worldwide particularly in the 17th and 18th centuries.
Mrs. Bybee, you'll be more than delighted to know that 41 years and 8 months after you forced me to learn the word "titular", I was able to effectively employ the word, correctly, in a business meeting.
Gathered around a large conference room table, yesterday, I was meeting with representatives from one of America's very large chemical producers and local environmental groups jointly considering how to move forward with a large piece of "brownfield" property owned by the chemical manufacturing company. Representing one of the local environmental groups, I was able to discuss some of the history of said group and state that the group's first President had been a "titular" President of the group, which indeed he had been.
You can rest assured that no one was more surprised than I when I was able to pull "titular" from some long ago VHS dust bin and employ for one, and only one, time in my life. God bless you Mrs. Bybee and Davis County School District should be pleased to know that county tax dollars were not entirely wasted on me!
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Mr. Lindsay by Kathie Jo MacArthur Renzhofer
Added August 16, 2011
Mr. Lindsey, the choir and madrigal
teacher, was one of my number one favorites. Debbie Call and I used to get the giggles so hard in the class that we could
hardly breathe. I don't think it had a thing to do with Mr. Lindsey, but I remember those class periods very fondly.
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Mr. Lewis
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Mr. Lewis by Kim Payne (Class of '70)
Added August 2, 2011
Marc Phillips and I would leave campus at Centerville Jr High
school on Fridays for Lunch. The reason was Julie Johansen's mom was working at the Albertson's store making Ham sandwiches
with French's mustard and Mayo and would sell them for a Dime.
Julie's dad was the French's rep for Utah. So for 50 cents
we could get 5 sandwiches. Milk was another dime. And, if we were lucky, we could get a bear claw too. All for
a under buck. Mr. Lewis caught on to our plan and would chase us down and threaten to suspend us for leaving the campus. We
begged and pleaded with him not to arrest us. And then we asked him if he wanted a sandwich. His answer was "Oh Yeah!"
Suspension avoided. For the next couple of months, while
Dotty was over making us ham sandwiches, the Beet would come over and join us and then drive us back to school. After Jr high
he became the Vice principal at Viewmont and every once-in-while I would bring him a Ham sandwich. We were close in high school
and I grew to like the guy.
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