Well, I don't have a picture since I hate my picture taken. BUT I was living in North Miami Beach working in the merchandising industry. When the store closed, I was transferred to Knoxville, TN. After several months in Knoxville, I decided to pursue a college degree in Elementary Education. I moved in with my sister, Judy, in Right Fork, KY and was accepted to Union College in Barbourville, KY. After two years I returned home for the summer of 1976 and secured a job at the Regional Office of the New York State Office of Parks, Recreation and Historic Preservation at Clark Reservation State Park. I decided not to return to Kentucky and was accepted with full credits to SUNY Cortland while keeping my job at the Regional Office. One winter of driving 81 to Cortland aided my decision to stay with parks and recreation and retired in March of 2005. It was the right decision for me because I enjoyed getting up and going to work every day. Not that the education field is not rewarding because my sister Judy is definitely proof that it is. She has worked in the teaching field in both Southeastern Kentucky and Tennessee for 26+ years and has inspired many children, who otherwise would have dropped out, to continue their education. She was also awarded Teacher of the Year sponsored by a major national company. Kudos to you Judy. I am presently in Georgetown, Texas with both my two daughters who moved here after graduating from college, changing my plans to retire to Wilmington, NC. I have enjoyed my retirement traveling between Georgetown, TX and San Diego, CA (where I do alot of house/pet sitting)
I too am interested in what other classmates have been doing after graduation. It is interesting to see the many roads classmates have taken. This blog has brought classmates together and I enjoy pulling out my yearbook and looking up pictures of people who have published their ventures on the blog and comparing them with info next to their senior pictures.
I plan on traveling to San Diego in July and hope that Wayne, Tom and I can get together at the pub again. So if anyone is planning a trip to San Diego in July, let me know and I will see you at the pub. Austin, Texas is also a great city and close to San Antonio and the famous Riverwalk. Georgetown is a small unique old town just north of Austin. sjepoch@hotmail.com
Keep us up to date on what y'all are doing.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Where were you in 1972?
Bill Hall
Sure. I saw your new Facebook picture from when you were 24 and holding your dog. I thought it was neat (I think I said "cute girl and cute doggy"). I also thought it would be fun to share pics of others at that age, so the photo I sent you is a picture of me that same year ('72) on my destroyer going through the Strait of Magellan, heading for the South Pacific. I was the gunnery officer on that ship.Hope you enjoy.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Sandy Crothers Jacobson
Here in the northwest suburbs of Chicago, we're just looking at all the yardwork and gardening that we'd like to do, that is, if it will ever stop raining. I think we had close to five inches of rain over the weekend. We've had a few nice days, but only on weekdays. Hopefully, it will change soon because all of us are getting a little stir-crazy. The prize for anxiety this week goes to my neice, Caitlin, (Cindy's daughter) who has been spending her junior year of college abroad. Her first semester was in Austria, but this semester she is in Mexico. Everything was going quite well until the swine flu outbreak. At first, she said that it wasn't as bad as reported, but now she says that it's getting much worse than reported. Everyone is pretty much confined to their living quarters and today the university she attends in Mexico was shut down after two people there died. Caitlin's stateside school, the University of Delaware, has decided to fly the students home, but can't get them out until May 6th. It seems as though every flight is booked as people are trying to get to any place that is not Mexico City. The school year here is beginning to wind down, or will be, after Open House Night. By 3:00 tomorrow, every inch of every wall will be covered with the culmination of artwork, compositions, projects, and posters completed during the year. At 7:00 P.M., the doors will open and hundreds of kids and parents will begin the tour. At 8:00, we'll give everyone ice cream - a real treat now, as all snacks but raw vegetables are banned at our school. Then we, the teachers, treat ourselves to two Teacher Planning/ Institute days sans students. Actually, I shouldn't say that we treat ourselves because the volume of paperwork in teaching these days is incredible. So much testing, tabulating, monitoring, and thoroughly reviewing each student has become the norm in the past few years. No matter how much paperwork is involved however, I still consider my job as the ESL teacher to be the best in the school. It both rewarding and funny, especially those things that are 'lost in translation'. Well, that's all for now. Thanks again for the great job you have done with this blog.
Sandy Crothers Jacobson
Sandy Crothers Jacobson
Ralph Braun
Hi Deb
Thanks for the nice note and caring thoughts.
We are still trying to make our way out of winter here. It's sloppy wet snow this morning but supposed to be 80 on Friday. Go figure. It's spring. I was down with pneumonia for a couple of weeks, but much better now. I get it once every ten years whether I need it or not. I'm going to get to central NY this summer for a mini family reunion and spend some time visiting my mother at Van Duyn Home. It's so very frustrating trying to talk to her on the phone. She lets the phone drift away from her ear and then can't figure out that she needs to move it back. She is unable to hear me after a couple of minutes so our conversation are very short. She always says there is something wrong with the phone, but this is one of many we provided her with "that just won't work" She accidentally threw out two of her cordless phones(and a tv remote) so this one is attached with a cord, that way we can follow the cord into the waste basket LOL. She is a shell of her former self and I'm sure many of us are getting to experience that these days.
I heard from Albert Weeks that his father passed away rather suddenly last month. I think Al is down in Florida now where his Dad had a home. My sympathies go out to him and his family. I knew his parents well. I think his father hated me for nearly running over his wife with a boat once. We were at Al's camp and out on the lake when Al thought he would "tune up" the boat motor a little, the long and short of it is that Al lost the throttle return spring overboard in the middle of the lake. He was operating the throttle with his hand inside the engine and I was steering towards the dock where his mother was sitting. As we approached directly at the dock (a big mistake !) Albert's hand hit the spinning flywheel on the engine causing him to jerk his hand back putting the engine into wide open throttle mode. At 10 feet aimed directly at where him Mother was seated, I didn't have a prayer and neither did she. The 16 foot wooden boat hurtled relentlessly up and over the dock flinging his mother into the water and the boat coming to rest 15 feet up the shore with it's crushed nose pointed skyward many feet up the nearest tree, thank goodness that tree was strategically placed there or we may have continued up the steep hill , no doubt continuing right through the cottage in an attempt to run over his sleeping grandparents,aunts ,uncles,dog and any other hapless souls within range of that demon craft. Things were silent for a few seconds after coming to rest until the boat crashed down out of the tree, further destroying the fragile wooden hull. Things were never quite the same between Al's father and me and his mother would always leave the room when I entered after that .They would both definitely run when ever they saw me near any piece of machinery more complicated than a screwdriver. His father would get this glint in his eye and start fondling the nearest heavy object whenever I was around. It all made me feel a bit like the dog who killed all the chickens, my days were numbered when I was around the Weeks household. I just have to think the opportunity never presented itself to the senior Mr. Weeks. It all sounds funny now, but I assured you it was the stuff of nightmares at the time.
Enough sweet reminiscing. The birds and animals are back from where ever it is they winter over, bet they are sorry now, showed up too soon. My dog chased a little red fox through the woods behind the house the other day and almost caught him until the fox turned on the after-burner and was gone in a flash.the Sandhill cranes are very populous and honking up a storm every waking hour and "our" big Barred owl makes a racket most nights, living out in the woods has it's drawbacks sometimes. It's very hard to believe that most of us turned 61 this year. What happened, where has our youth gone ? Ah well, it beats the alternative right ? Take care and keep in touch
Ralph
Thanks for the nice note and caring thoughts.
We are still trying to make our way out of winter here. It's sloppy wet snow this morning but supposed to be 80 on Friday. Go figure. It's spring. I was down with pneumonia for a couple of weeks, but much better now. I get it once every ten years whether I need it or not. I'm going to get to central NY this summer for a mini family reunion and spend some time visiting my mother at Van Duyn Home. It's so very frustrating trying to talk to her on the phone. She lets the phone drift away from her ear and then can't figure out that she needs to move it back. She is unable to hear me after a couple of minutes so our conversation are very short. She always says there is something wrong with the phone, but this is one of many we provided her with "that just won't work" She accidentally threw out two of her cordless phones(and a tv remote) so this one is attached with a cord, that way we can follow the cord into the waste basket LOL. She is a shell of her former self and I'm sure many of us are getting to experience that these days.
I heard from Albert Weeks that his father passed away rather suddenly last month. I think Al is down in Florida now where his Dad had a home. My sympathies go out to him and his family. I knew his parents well. I think his father hated me for nearly running over his wife with a boat once. We were at Al's camp and out on the lake when Al thought he would "tune up" the boat motor a little, the long and short of it is that Al lost the throttle return spring overboard in the middle of the lake. He was operating the throttle with his hand inside the engine and I was steering towards the dock where his mother was sitting. As we approached directly at the dock (a big mistake !) Albert's hand hit the spinning flywheel on the engine causing him to jerk his hand back putting the engine into wide open throttle mode. At 10 feet aimed directly at where him Mother was seated, I didn't have a prayer and neither did she. The 16 foot wooden boat hurtled relentlessly up and over the dock flinging his mother into the water and the boat coming to rest 15 feet up the shore with it's crushed nose pointed skyward many feet up the nearest tree, thank goodness that tree was strategically placed there or we may have continued up the steep hill , no doubt continuing right through the cottage in an attempt to run over his sleeping grandparents,aunts ,uncles,dog and any other hapless souls within range of that demon craft. Things were silent for a few seconds after coming to rest until the boat crashed down out of the tree, further destroying the fragile wooden hull. Things were never quite the same between Al's father and me and his mother would always leave the room when I entered after that .They would both definitely run when ever they saw me near any piece of machinery more complicated than a screwdriver. His father would get this glint in his eye and start fondling the nearest heavy object whenever I was around. It all made me feel a bit like the dog who killed all the chickens, my days were numbered when I was around the Weeks household. I just have to think the opportunity never presented itself to the senior Mr. Weeks. It all sounds funny now, but I assured you it was the stuff of nightmares at the time.
Enough sweet reminiscing. The birds and animals are back from where ever it is they winter over, bet they are sorry now, showed up too soon. My dog chased a little red fox through the woods behind the house the other day and almost caught him until the fox turned on the after-burner and was gone in a flash.the Sandhill cranes are very populous and honking up a storm every waking hour and "our" big Barred owl makes a racket most nights, living out in the woods has it's drawbacks sometimes. It's very hard to believe that most of us turned 61 this year. What happened, where has our youth gone ? Ah well, it beats the alternative right ? Take care and keep in touch
Ralph
Found John Neville Class of 1965
I'm very happy to report that I was finally able to locate John Neville. He's out in Arizona and happily married and involved with all things green. John lived in Foxwood Farms along with Jamie Steele which was just up the street, Thornwood Lane, from where I lived. John and I and Dave McKean used to swim up at Cliffhouse on Salt Springs Rd. We had some great times. I also went to John's senior ball with him and I have the picture to prove it. He was a great friend and I so happy to have made contact with him again.
Greetings from classmates
Heard from classmates but either they had no news or they didn't want what they sent blogged.
Duke Leonard
Camp Tellman
Dave Neary
Duke Leonard
Camp Tellman
Dave Neary
Kirsten Mackey Fleisher
I hear Debby's plea for news....and I wish that I had some! My life has settled into a comfortable monotony of work and home. Teaching kindergarten is like having a very large family - and one where the children never grow up! Recently my students and I planted a tree for Arbor Day...a tulip poplar that we named George. Today we returned to the park to check on George, and found a pair of nesting Canada Geese near by. Pretty thrilling for five year olds! My time at home has been occupied with care of my most recent maltese/poodle litter. I've included a photo of one of my "babies" taken last night. This time around there were five in the litter. Every day I try to spend some time watching them play - kind of a slow down and smell the roses thing.My next adventure will be planting a garden. We've had plenty of heat these last few days...but frost is still possible, so I am going to procrastinate a couple of weeks. Can life get much more boring?! -Kirsten
Bill Hall
Here's some news about spring on the North Coast. We saw our first hummer (male ruby throat) yesterday. The local flowers are far enough along now to support them. Spring is finally here!
I've also enclosed a picture of the flowers we posted covered in snow a couple of weeks ago. They made a full recovery, although they are a bit past their prime. I've also attached a couple of pics from last weekend of one of the flower beds.
How do you like the deer fence?
Bill
Ann Whitney Breihan
My first grandchild, Clara, was born on Friday in Chicago . 6 lbs 10 oz & everyone is doing fine. We do expect you’ll see her on the basketball court one day – her father’s 7’ & her mother is 6’1”. In fact on our side of the family, you have to go back to Clara’s great grandparents to find even one “ancestor” who’s under 6’2”.
Ann Whitney Breihan
Ann Whitney Breihan
Friday, April 24, 2009
Spring on the Left Coast
Hi Debby. I think you got to see the first Hummers of Spring. They just started returning to here last week and I wanted to take a couple of pics of them. Happy spring
Tom
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Reactions from Classmates
"I actually used those symptom indicators when my mom had a stroke. She resisted and didn't want to cooperate, but finally "played" along. Yes, indeed, she had a stroke." Terry Steenburg VonSneidern
"Thank you for the for the 4th Stroke Indicator. I will brings it to my group. ... mine was 37 years ago(birth control), when CT scans were not even thought of. Thank heavens, a great deal has been done since I had mine."
Pat McAfee
"Thank you for the for the 4th Stroke Indicator. I will brings it to my group. ... mine was 37 years ago(birth control), when CT scans were not even thought of. Thank heavens, a great deal has been done since I had mine."
Pat McAfee
Stroke Indicators
Blood Clots/Stroke -
They Now Have a Fourth Indicator, the Tongue
STROKE: Remember the 1st Three Letters ..... S.T.R.
My nurse friend sent this and encouraged me to
post it and spread the word.
If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks.
Seriously..Please read:STROKE IDENTIFICATION: It only takes a minute to read this...A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he could possibly reverse the effects of a stroke ... totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.
RECOGNIZING A STROKE
Thank God for the sense to remember the '3' steps, STR . Read and Learn!Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke
by asking three simple questions:
S * Ask the individual to SMILE.
T * Ask the person to TALK and SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently)(i.e. It is sunny out today)
R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call 911 immediately and describe the symptoms to
the dispatcher.
New Sign of a Stroke -------- Stick out Your Tongue NOTE: Another 'sign' of a stroke is this: Ask the person to 'stick' out his tongue .. If the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other, that is also an indication of a stroke.
They Now Have a Fourth Indicator, the Tongue
STROKE: Remember the 1st Three Letters ..... S.T.R.
My nurse friend sent this and encouraged me to
post it and spread the word.
If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks.
Seriously..Please read:STROKE IDENTIFICATION: It only takes a minute to read this...A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he could possibly reverse the effects of a stroke ... totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.
RECOGNIZING A STROKE
Thank God for the sense to remember the '3' steps, STR . Read and Learn!Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke
by asking three simple questions:
S * Ask the individual to SMILE.
T * Ask the person to TALK and SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently)(i.e. It is sunny out today)
R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call 911 immediately and describe the symptoms to
the dispatcher.
New Sign of a Stroke -------- Stick out Your Tongue NOTE: Another 'sign' of a stroke is this: Ask the person to 'stick' out his tongue .. If the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other, that is also an indication of a stroke.
Not Fair
I'm just so totally deflated. I went out to put up a fence to keep the deer from eating the tops off of my oriental lilies and to trim back some grasses. I was very careful. I had socks on and gloves.
I sat down at the computer and felt a prick. It was a tick under the elastic in my bra of all places. I got it off and placed it between scotch tape. We have tape everywhere. Their bodies are so hard it's better to use tape. Then I had to do a whole body search and take shower for good measure. And it's only April 20th. Now the dog checks start. If anyone asks me about MO, I say ticks. That is a big, big drawback to living here along with chiggers. That's not even mentioning the pollen and extreme heat and humidity that will soon follow. :(
I sat down at the computer and felt a prick. It was a tick under the elastic in my bra of all places. I got it off and placed it between scotch tape. We have tape everywhere. Their bodies are so hard it's better to use tape. Then I had to do a whole body search and take shower for good measure. And it's only April 20th. Now the dog checks start. If anyone asks me about MO, I say ticks. That is a big, big drawback to living here along with chiggers. That's not even mentioning the pollen and extreme heat and humidity that will soon follow. :(
Friday, April 17, 2009
Saw my first...
Saw my first butterfly of the spring season. It's a good sign. We're just getting some sun now for the first time in consecutive days of gloom and rain. Yesterday I say two beautiful blue birds. Now I'm looking forward to the Orioles and the Hummers. It's been too cold but the migration map shows that they're enroute.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Bob Jacobson
Had dinner with Bob and Debbie Jacobson Sat. night. Six of us had a great time at a new place called the Mongolian Stir Fry Grill.
Greetings
Have heard recently from
Larry English
Anita Cottrell
Bill Schai
John Bergstrom
Kirsten Mackey
Rick Cook
Wayne Travelpiece
Larry English
Anita Cottrell
Bill Schai
John Bergstrom
Kirsten Mackey
Rick Cook
Wayne Travelpiece
Monday, April 13, 2009
Condolences for Jamie Steele for the loss of his father
Robert H. Steele
April 9, 2009 Robert Harold Steele, 86, of Fayetteville, died Thursday at home. Born April 20, 1922, in Irvington, NJ, his family moved to Syracuse in 1937. He graduated from Nottingham High School in 1939 and Syracuse University School of Management in 1947, where he was a member of the DKE fraternity. He married Elizabeth Chappell on October 11, 1947. He served with the U.S. Army during WWII. He served overseas in the China-Burma- India Theater of Operations with the 1st Air Commando Group. Mr. Steele was employed by Brace-Mueller-Huntley, Inc., and served as chief executive officer. He later was employed with Burlingame Realty. He was active in community affairs and fund-raising endeavors. He served as president of the Citizens Foundation in 1956 to 1957. Mr. Steele was formerly involved in Fayetteville Little League. He was a member of the United Church of Fayetteville and was a member of the Onondaga Golf and Country Club. Survivors: his wife of 61 years, Elizabeth; three sons, Jamieson (Kathy) of Morristown, NY, Gary (Cindy) of Syracuse and Jeffrey (Micky) of Catonsville, MD; grandchildren, Andrew Steele, Elizabeth Steele, James, Michael Steele, Kathryn Steele and Sarah Steele. He was predeceased by a son, Christopher Steele, in July of 2004. Memorial Services: 11 a.m. Tuesday at the United Church of Fayetteville. Private burial in Fayetteville Cemetery. Visitation will be held on Monday from 4 to 7 p.m. at Eaton-Tubbs-Schepp Funeral Home, 7191 E. Genesee St., Fayetteville. Contributions: The United Church of Fayetteville, 310 E. Genesee St., Fayetteville, NY 13066 or the charity of your choice. EATON-TUBBS-SCHEPP Fayetteville 637-3214 Published in the Syracuse Post Standard on 4/12/2009
April 9, 2009 Robert Harold Steele, 86, of Fayetteville, died Thursday at home. Born April 20, 1922, in Irvington, NJ, his family moved to Syracuse in 1937. He graduated from Nottingham High School in 1939 and Syracuse University School of Management in 1947, where he was a member of the DKE fraternity. He married Elizabeth Chappell on October 11, 1947. He served with the U.S. Army during WWII. He served overseas in the China-Burma- India Theater of Operations with the 1st Air Commando Group. Mr. Steele was employed by Brace-Mueller-Huntley, Inc., and served as chief executive officer. He later was employed with Burlingame Realty. He was active in community affairs and fund-raising endeavors. He served as president of the Citizens Foundation in 1956 to 1957. Mr. Steele was formerly involved in Fayetteville Little League. He was a member of the United Church of Fayetteville and was a member of the Onondaga Golf and Country Club. Survivors: his wife of 61 years, Elizabeth; three sons, Jamieson (Kathy) of Morristown, NY, Gary (Cindy) of Syracuse and Jeffrey (Micky) of Catonsville, MD; grandchildren, Andrew Steele, Elizabeth Steele, James, Michael Steele, Kathryn Steele and Sarah Steele. He was predeceased by a son, Christopher Steele, in July of 2004. Memorial Services: 11 a.m. Tuesday at the United Church of Fayetteville. Private burial in Fayetteville Cemetery. Visitation will be held on Monday from 4 to 7 p.m. at Eaton-Tubbs-Schepp Funeral Home, 7191 E. Genesee St., Fayetteville. Contributions: The United Church of Fayetteville, 310 E. Genesee St., Fayetteville, NY 13066 or the charity of your choice. EATON-TUBBS-SCHEPP Fayetteville 637-3214 Published in the Syracuse Post Standard on 4/12/2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Bill Hall's View of Spring
When I saw your "first day of spring" picture on the blog site, I realized that you are about 3-4 weeks ahead of us here in northern OH.We finally started showing signs of spring, and last weekend I got some yard work finished in the sunshine in a tee shirt. Then we woke up to this on Monday! These pictures were taken Tuesday after work.Yesterday the sun came back out and the snow is gone again.Those bumps under the snow are/were beautiful Daffodils!This should remind some of our southern classmates of spring at F-M!
Best regards,
Bill
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
April Issue Finally Magazine
Finally Magazinethe online magazine for BabyBoomershttp://www.finallymagazine.net/
click on this link and check out the magazine
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
What a Class!
Our classmates, YOU, have raised a grand total of $ 7,605 with two generous donations of a $1,000. This includes some help from the class of '65 as well. Our first effort was last year at this time.
Who says High School doesn't matter. We're here to prove that wrong. If nothing else, we have the greatest class EVER.
Who says High School doesn't matter. We're here to prove that wrong. If nothing else, we have the greatest class EVER.