Updated 6-9-07

I  SURVIVED

HOWEY
ACADEMY
AN UNOFFICIAL WEBSITE BY MONA LISA ABBOTT

Photo from around 1959 or 1960 Howey Yearbook scan from  John C. Campbell

Personally, I (formerly known as Lisa Price aka Kitty Price) had a somewhat unusual experience, I was in the ninth grade about 1964/1965, and it was my first time boarding away from home... The Housemother selected me to be placed in an "experimental compound" room as I recall them naming it, and there I had 5 roommates, Marta Hall (later her married name was Marta Hall Martinez I believe), Shirley Smith, Heidi (Glasson?), Sam(antha? forgot her last name), and Diana (forgot her last name too). My memories are fading here, sorry friends, if I can't remember your last names today, maybe it will come back to me tomorrow... We had a little study room in the front and our sets of bunk beds, and two showers and lavatories with a storage shelf above the johns. I'll never forget hiding out in that storage place there the night of my first mandatory attendance dance. I had a lovely silver dress and an ostrich feather wrap, and pretty silver shoes but was too afraid to go, til it was almost over, when I got the nerve and came down from the storage shelf, and went. I hope to add more of my experiences as time goes on, and its always inspirational to me, when I hear from others about their Howey Academy memories. Please write if you knew me then, or if you'd like to express any memories here on my personal website I created for us...

WAS LOOKIN AROUND THE WEB NICE WEB PAGE...I ALSO WENT TO HOWEY ACADEMY  67..68.. 7TH & 8TH GRADE IT WAS A GOOD TIME FOR ME ALSO WHAT IS SO STRANGE IS MY SISTER WENT TO BARTRUM AND SHE RECEIVED AN EXCELLENT EDUCATION..I HAVE WANTED TO GO BY HOWEY TO SEE WHAT IS LEFT I ROWED CREW THE LAST YEAR I WAS THERE HARD TO BELIEVE 34 YEARS HAVE COME AND GONE HAVE A GREAT DAY SAM ROGERS JAX FLA

What's shakin' Mona?  Busy here ... spring in the "Hundred Aker Woods"
-sigh- taking trees down putting new ones in (more pears and apples) ...
we put about 60 gallons of cider this year ...
jccampb

Mona Lisa's Laptop wrote:

> John C. Campbell III wrote:
>
> >Not too bad Kiddo ... I take it no one else had more photos? (sorry I
> >haven't dropped you a note sooner .... busy year here).
> >
> >
> Hey, it is me that should apologize, it took me so long to get your
> great images online. And no, I haven't gotten any more yet but will
> continue if you want to send more feel free. Thanks again your images
> added a lot!
>
> Your fellow howey fan,
> mona l
>

 



-------- Original Message --------

...maybe the mailman.......

Enough about him...now me! Well, for several days
before graduation a few of us were on a very long
trip...no, we did not leave the campus! Then around
the end of that, I got real sick with a fever of
105-106 degrees...don't know what I had but with the
after trip effect and the fever, I didn't have much
grasp of what was going on. We had a school play
somewhere around those last days. I was in a huge
bear(?) suit and was literally burning up and sweating
buckets. I either forgot my couple of lines or someone
else did and I was waiting for that person. I think
that play must have been pretty dog-gone bad (I have
no clue what it was or what it was about or why I was
in an animal suit (any 73'ers have a clue?). I vaguely
remember hearing some weak applause from the families
of the students who were there.

Then, while I was in bed with the fever, someone came
and made me go to the student center because I had won
something in the art show. I had a first place for
some line drawings I did in a class (not classwork!)
and a ribbon of some nature for some hippie leather
boots I had made (for a class). I think I won best in
show because of those two things. I also think all the
art students were pissed because I was not in the art
classes. Anyway, they took photos of me and my
ribbons. I was turning all sorts of red colors because
of the fever and was really out to lunch. Some folks
thought it was wonderful how I was embarrassed,
turning red, and could not find the words to describe
how I felt about the awards. Hell, I was trying not to
pass out and was trying to figure out what the H was
going on.

Next, was the real graduation. I walked up on the
stage in the gym, got my diploma and then almost
missed the steps walking off the stage, which got some
hoots and hollars from everyone. Once again, I was
still running with the 105 fever and don't remember
anything particularly else.

I remember afterwords meeting my girlfriends family
(JO) with my folks and something seemed real
strange...maybe it was the fever. Also, since I was
sick, my folks would not let me stay for the party
that night. We left within minutes after the
graduation. Didn't really get to say the proper
goodbyes to my Howey family. 'Course I was so brain
sick I don't know what I would have said anyway. They
took me home and I almost died of pneumonia several
days later.

So, how's that? Someone mentioned how Howey was home
and home was a place to visit on weekends and holidays
and how they looked forward to getting back to the
Howey family. Count me in on that. Such a strange
place to call home - it was the people that made it
that way. We all had our stories of why we were there
and we bonded together in our fate. (yeah, alot of
that is mushy crap...the place itself sucked, but some
of the people kept others of the people going!!).

So, all you Howey grads and almost Howey grads, here's
to you for being a special family that has endured
over all these years. WE are HOWEY!!

Like I said at the beginning, my son will never have
the memories we had!!

Troup

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