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•   Barbara Byrd (Yeomans) (1963)  1/24
•   David Haller (1957)  6/13
•   Judy Glover (McLamb) (1966)  6/7
•   Kay Creech (Morgan) (1968)  3/14
•   Frankie Wood (Barefoot) (1967)  3/9
•   Donna McLamb (Wright) (1967)  3/8
•   Judy Lynn Johnson (Walsh) (1962)  2/7
•   Ray Nell Eason (Pearsall) (1957)  1/29
•   Jerry Creech (1971)  1/3
•   Seth Douglas Allen (1962)  9/10
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Who lives where - click links below to find out.

5 live in Alabama
1 lives in Colorado
1 lives in Connecticut
1 lives in Delaware
18 live in Florida
15 live in Georgia
1 lives in Illinois
1 lives in Kentucky
2 live in Louisiana
4 live in Maryland
2 live in Massachusetts
1 lives in Minnesota
2 live in Mississippi
1 lives in New Hampshire
1 lives in New Mexico
3 live in New York
742 live in North Carolina
1 lives in Ohio
1 lives in Pennsylvania
14 live in South Carolina
5 live in Tennessee
3 live in Texas
1 lives in Utah
19 live in Virginia
1 lives in West Virginia
1 lives in Ontario
622 location unknown


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Most of our yearbooks have been digitized and are now available online. We hope that you enjoy accessing them! The link listed below should be active and will assist you.  


Benson High School 
"Truly great friends are hard to find,
difficult to leave, and impossible to forget."
~ G. Randolf





Class Reunion
Close your eyes and see
Your friends as they used to be
Before life claimed them--
Drove them away from your side,
As it drove you far from them.

Listen to laughter,
The high pitched squeals of delight
At discoveries,
Exciting links to fresh life--
Deep, awakening tingles

Claimed your waking days
And led you to wild-eyed nights,
Alive, new essence
Coursed the high streets of your youth,
Out of control and with love.

Feel emotions rise
As neurons reconnect friends
To your current life;
Smell the fragrances of time
As you tread the path to them,

To the reunion
You're torn apart to attend
And find they're still gone,
Never to return to you
Though you hug and say, "hello!"

The past, the future
Swirl in a maddening dance;
You're alone again--
Conflicting earmark of youth
Regained of a moment's glance

'Til epiphany
Opens your eyes wide to see
The fullness ahead—
With a loving past as guide
To the cherished life you've built.

Copyright 2008 Jim Ross