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May 29, 2006
The trips to Big Oaks in Louisiana.
I still keep in touch with Ned Theall. We would meet at Black's Pharmacy on
Texas Avenue and we would have at least 10 cars that would follow each other
to Big Oaks so we could dance and have fun. I don't think anybody will ever
forget the New Year's party the year that Ray Gene, Josh Higginbotham,
Ronnie Bishop, Henry Stewart and on and on threw at the Warwick Hotel. We
were all under age but that didn't stop us. It was a dress up thing. We
had security at the door and everybody paid $20 a couple to get in. Can you
believe that, $20. We danced and just had a fun time!
I climbed upon the low
billboard next to Monterrey House that was on the way to the high school.
Citizens Bank had put a blank check on the billboard. It was before
personalized checks were around. Anyway, from the moment I saw the blank
check, I knew I had to climb up and paint my name on the check. The check
had been there for several weeks, taunting me so one night, myself, Debbie
Marshall, Janis McCallum and Tinia Wright gathered all the necessary
equipment to accomplish my goal. We needed a small ladder and some red
paint. Tinia boosted me upon the wooden ledge of the sign, standing on my
tip toes, I could barely reach the line that said "Pay To The Order Of". I
wrote in red...Sharon Milner and then I filled in the line that was for the
amount of the check. I wrote $100. I just knew that the bank would give me
$100 when they saw my handy work. I then gave it a real sign of the times
and signed it Batman. Just as I finished, the light went out on the sign and
I looked around the edge and saw a police car coming down the road. I
panicked and jumped down and started to run. I was running right beside the
police car with the paint in hand but he never saw me. We all jumped in my
car and drove off. The next morning I awoke to my dad standing at my bedroom
door and he said, Sharon, I can see your name from Henke and Pilot. That was
the grocery store that sat on the hill. Little did I know but the bank not
only didn't give me the 100 dollars but they had a meeting and were debating
on whether to press charges. Thank goodness, my parents were friends with
one of the VP's at the bank and she stood up and said that she knew me and
that a bunch of kids painted my name on that sign. She said it wasn't me. I
also heard from a friend who was riding with a wrecker driver that night
that the police were going to come pick me up but then one of them said now
who would be crazy enough to paint their own name on the sign. Needless to
say this was quite a novelty for a long time. Many people went on dates and
drove by the sign just to show other people. One of my teachers said she
nearly wrecked her car on Monday morning on the way to school when she
looked up and saw my name on the sign. The next check on the billboard was
the first personalized check. I would have thought that anyone with any
imagination would have at least put my name on it but instead it read, JOHN
DOE. How unimaginative of the bank!!! After all, they did get lots of
attention from that one billboard...so did I!"
Mark Hankinson, do you really like knocking over
cans at the Warwick. You are very good at it. Must we never forget. Sure
wish we could do it again. Party on Mark.
Charles "Cha-Cha" Frazier. Oh yeah,
I remember knocking over that huge vase. I think I was helping Babo & the
Stump fill it with beer at the time. Wild times at that Warwick Party. Hey
Pack, remember standing in line for Grand Funk tics, shopping Jeans West,&
partees @ the Winkershimer Arms & the house on Pruitt Street where Tom
Stewart lived with yours truly & that wild Farfisa that auto-played 96
Tears. Josh Higginbotham ripped his clutch out in front of that garage
apartment the night he bought that Hemi Plymouth. Ha! Wow, what memories.
of great times were had water skiing and just hanging out on Burnet(t?)Bay.
Sometimes I would put the boat in the water in the morning so it would be
ready for the crowd I'd bring home for skiing after after school. In our
senior year those of use who had some breaks between finals, hopped into our
cars and drove to my house in Lakewood, skied, then rushed back to Lee,
soaking wet, for our next final. Who was involved? I skied with so many
friends that I don't remember exactly, but Coleen Blakey, Carol Maeser,
Deanna Donelson, Jimmy Dunham, Gary Greenwood ('65), George Vaught ('65),
Buzz D'Olive ('65), Alan Janacek and many more were among the ""usual
suspects"". --- That must have been a great party at the Warwick! How the
heck did I miss out on that?"
I was in Study Hall. I think it was 5th Period, that day in
our Sophomore year. Wasn’t it was Henry Armstrong who announced the shooting
of President John F Kennedy? I don’t remember what was said, I just know it
was a concept that was hard to grasp. ... Prince’s Drive In had the best
Open Faced Trout Sandwich I’ve ever eaten. And on the other end of
Alexander, near the city limits sign, the root beer floats (was that A&W?)
were without peer also. I remember at least two Someburger locations, but I
think there were three. Each made a better burger than any other burger
place on the planet. Scarborough’s Drug Store made the best Cherry Cokes,
but Black’s was the place to hang out and watch the girl‘s go by. Tri-City
Beach Road had a straight away not far from Alexander Drive that was longer
than a quarter mile.
Dear Mrs. Sybil Jordan
taught my mother when she was a student at Lee. Mrs. Jordan remembered my
mother well, and she associated me with her because she often asked me about
my mother by name. But she also had me confused with someone named Bobby in
another period, or perhaps even another year. Bobby probably sat in the same
seat: front row, two seats
from the window. Mrs. Jordan would call roll and I would answer when she
called “Larry Gorden”, and she would look up and smile at me, as she did at
each of my classmates when their name was called. But, if she needed to
leave the room for any reason, she would come to my desk
and sweetly say, “Bobby, will you watch the class while I’m gone for a few
minutes?” I’d say, “Yes, Mrs. Jordan”, and Mike Brooks would snicker. I
don’t know who the Bobby might have been, that she confused with me, but he
was well trusted.
During the Christmas
Break in 1963 I was listening to the radio one night and heard “I Saw Her
Standing There” by the Beatles. The DJ came on and talked about how excited
he was about the new band from England, then he played “I Wanna Hold Your
Hand”. Then the DJ talked for awhile about how those of us listening were
experiencing music history in the making. The whole time I was thinking,
“Hey, let’s hear some Bob Dylan.”
Mr. Bill Parrish
was the first person I ever heard mention Viet Nam. It was probably ‘64 and
he asked if any of us had heard of Viet Nam. None of us had. I didn’t think
too much of it at the time, because Bill Parrish taught Social Studies. But
not long afterwards, Mrs. Dorothy White asked the same question in Geometry
Class. That got my attention.
I got to thinking about Cedar Bayou's 7th grade
football team. You see, George Barnett and I both played -- excuse me, no we
practiced in hopes of playing football. I was 4th string middle guard
defense). George was 4th string alternate middle guard. The Fourth stringers
got to play one play each game. Third stringers probably did not fare much
better. We played on Saturday mornings and only a handful of parents ever
showed up. If my general lack of athletic skill were not enough to land me
on the fourth string, this was a championship team. Only Baytown Jr High was
able to score against us - and they only managed one touchdown. I was very
proud to be a part of this team. Barry Donnelly (our quarterback), and
Johnny Wolff were teammates that are now on the memoriam list. I remember
Johnny getting hurt in a football accident. Was that the tenth or eleventh
grade. Do you remember those Suicide Squad team jackets. They were grand! I
do not know what drove George to endure that punishment, but in the back of
my mind were girls! Surely, If I could succeed at football, certain girls
would be impressed. What a fickle day dreamer I was -- there were three
girls floating around in my daydreams. I was so shy that only one of them
would have had a clue that I "liked" her. Well, it was not to be. During the
summer between 7th and 8th grade I was diagnosed with a bone disease that
pulled me from all athletic efforts. I think that George stuck it out
another year or two. He was a tough guy. We remained good friends through
high school, but were never again as close as we were that year to remember.
When I was a junior I was placed
in Valerie Motley's history class. The first day she asked everyone to draw
the United States map and add tributaries, mountain ranges, principle rivers
and boundaries of each state. If time, add capitols and major cities. This
seemed far out for the first day!!! After three days, I went to Mrs. Motley
and told her I was not sure I could handle these assignments. She explained
the importance of history and why she challenged her students in these
areas. I discovered I was in the advanced senior History Class and was
totally embarrassed. She and I visited for about an hour and I had to have
my schedule changed but requested her for junior history. Today, because of
her class and type of instruction, I love history and spend most of my
reading time on historical works, movies and art. She made quite an
impression on me.
To all Latin Club--whoops excuse me Junior
Classical League members: Who remembers the club trip to the San Antonio JCL
convention. Summer of 1964, as I recall. It was decided to run Mike Smith
for state President. Several of us sat up until the wee hours of the morning
writing a speech for him. John Burns, Travis Bray(class of 65), Mike
Smith(class of'65), and myself (if there was some one else, please speak
up!) wrote a ""killer"" speech and Mike did a masterful job of delivering
it. Actually I had only a miniscule part in putting the speech together, but
I was very proud to be apart of such a brainy group!
There must have been six or more candidates for state president. Mike was
near the last to speak. The speeches given prior to him were marginal to
poor - typical high school speeches. I wish I had a copy of that speech!
Mike simply blew the competition away! He won by an extremely wide margin!
That night (Sat) we all went down on the river for supper. Travis and a girl
who's name I do not recall and Bonnie Magness and I chose a Chinese
restaurant that had outdoor tables on the river. Talk about grand! Got my
first taste of green tea. I never drink green tea that I do not think of
Bonnie and that glorious day! Later, Bonnie let me hold her hand; can you
imagine a turkey like me holding hands with a major babe like her? Thanks
Bonnie, what a memory!
Anybody remember the ""John Burns Society""? NO not the John Burch Society!
We were a group of guys (well, there might have been some girls, too) who
loved to listen to John Burns do verbal battle with young Democrats! He was
very good! As you might have guessed, we were Republicans and Goldwater
supporters. We were Conservatives when conservatives were not considered to
be cool at all. Sure was fun to argue the issues of the day. Anybody seen
John? I expected him to be Senator Burns by now.
I just don't know why everyone thought
I had something to do with the "red bogger, ying yang" cards just because I
was taking a computer class (with Freddie Eilers) at Lee College when the
incident happened !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Michele Coe Henderson
I moved to Baytown in 1962, my
sophomore year. I had been a freshman at Navasota High School. I did not
know a soul and was absolutely scared to death. (That is somewhat how I feel
about coming to this reunion alone.) I met Stephanie Warren right off the
bat and Connie Thomas who was a senior. They helped me greatly with The
other thing that really sticks out in my mind was the day Kennedy was shot.
We were taking a Geometry test in Coach Dunlap's class. I was not doing too
well as I recall. Mr. Armstrong made the announcement. We could not believe
it. I always felt guilty because Coach Dunlap gave us another couple of days
to study for that test and just threw the one we were taking into the
garbage. I ended up with a much better grade. I had seen Kennedy the day
before at Hobby Airport. The Anchor Club was another good memory for me. If
I had not had that organization, I'm not sure what I would have done. The
girls were great and we had such fun with all our service projects. That's
when I began to feel comfortable at Lee and in Baytown. There were some
really nice people in our class who ate lunch with me and asked me to their
slumber parties. I started dating, and then life was a lot better. Boys
always seem to bring the best out you. I will forever be grateful to those
girlfriends and to the boys who dated me. We had great times. I hope I get
to see all of you and give you a big hug.
Vicki Vaughn Coker
reunion was great!! For all you unable to attend, you would have been proud
of your classmates!! Nancy, Mike, Linda R., Mary, Peggy, Linda T, Sharon and
all you guys did a great job!! The decorations were super, the food was
great, the accommodations were very good and the reunion itself was lots of
fun!!! Thanks for all the hard work and the hours you guys put in--it was
worth it all!!The upcoming website for classmates will be super and all of
you need to join the effort so we can keep up with one another. I would love
to see us create a scholarship for a REL senior from the CLass of 1966 in
honor of those that have passed away--something for future planning!! Great
seeing all you guys!!!"
I talked with Jerry
Forderhase the other day. He said he is working more hours than ever. He
still has his studio but went back to teaching choir nine years ago. He is
teaching in NJ. They start school tomorrow--teachers for two days--students
start on Thursday. He asked about several of you. Gary
Lyn DePrang and I were great friends.
He was one of a kind-a blast to be around. We were in Gloria Pope's last
period English class our junior year. (And I really liked Miss Pope). It was
test day. Lyn and I got to the classroom early. Miss Pope was not anywhere
around. We got her alarm clock off her desk and set the alarm for 2:20 p.m.
Lyn opened a desk drawer and we saw a metal box. We took the papers out and
put the clock in the box and locked it, then shut the drawer. Class began,
Miss Pope handed out the test papers and we went to work on that dreaded
test. You guessed it! At 2:20 p.m. that alarm clock started screaming, and
banging against the metal box. Miss Pope could not find the box,and she was
opening and closing desk drawers as fast as she could. Finally she opened
the right drawer. Then she had a tough time getting the box open to remove
the clock and stop the alarm. Everyone was snickering, but Miss Pope wasn't.
She was livid. She asked who did it and we fessed up. We got detention hall
for 3 days. That was a light punishment - should have been sent to work on a
kibbutz for a year!. I had Miss Pope again my senior year and she and I
actually became good friends.
Ann Blakeney Thomas
The Brunson Theater picture brought
back so many memories of high school dates. Without naming names, (you
know who you are) "Goldfinger" was the movie I saw on my first date with my
high school love. It was just the beginning of a wonderful 2 years
spent together doing Gander activities. He always picked me up after
the football games; waiting patiently at the doors while I changed clothes
from Confederate Brigadier to date clothes so we could go park at Roseland
Park with everyone else; Saturday night movie dates; Sunday afternoons at
his house with his brother, sister and parents. Years later we are
still friends. What fun moments to remember!