We continue to enjoy the TLCs, and the
one about Bobby Price was especially interesting for me. I was at
the game in Oklahoma with my family - cousin Kenny Maib was on the
team and, of course, we had followed the team throughout the season.
I was only nine years old, remember being amazed at the "red dirt"
in Oklahoma, and do remember the game. In my memory he came
off the field, sat down on the bench, put his head in his hands and then,
I think, fell forward. It did make an impression on me and the
remarks brought back many memories of that trip and the following days.
Keep up the good work.
Jack
Gueguen sent a nice note:
Susan, what a remarkable tribute!
Pure love! As we were altar servers in 1947, Mike
McDonald and/or I most likely served that special Mass Father Dibbins
said for Bobby the day he died (Dec. 8--a major feast day in the Catholic
Church).
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Mary Ann Mullen '57 Lane:
Lexingtonians
rolled out the welcome mat for visitors from near and far recently with the
Vintage Homes Tour. My girlfriends here
in the
My friends and I
got more than expected that day! We
met people everywhere that I could introduce them to, and then embellish the
stories at each home with my own recollections.
Particularly interesting to me was what I call the Roncelli house on
I lived next
door to Jim and Alma Roncelli on
Fred and Abigail
Tempel=92s home on the northwest corner of 17th &
The current owners of the Benton-Todhunter house (built by John Waddell, Sr. in 1838) now reflects authentic frontier living, including a wood stove in the kitchen. I doubt very much that when those dignified ladies, Miss Emory and Miss Katherine, lived there the conditions were as austere.
I had never
before been in the Wallace house (1870) at
Judge Wallace
built the home (1895) now owned by Harry and Pat Hook at the southwest corner of
19th &
I need to
mention the cadets stationed at each home.
It was good to see the cooperation between Wentworth and the
community. We learned by chance that
lemonade and cookies were being served at the Wentworth museum, so in we
went. We spent most of the time talking
to two female high school cadets who told us how much they enjoyed the
structured learning environment. One was from
My friends were treated royally by everyone, and especially by two of my own "vintage" schoolmates. When Susan and Ken Worthington learned I was bringing some girlfriends for the tour, they insisted we start at their house with Mimosas, and a tour of the house and courtyard, too. That experience got us off to a mellow, carefree day of touring! Then Bill and Davoren Tempel invited us to their lovely old home (formerly owned by Dr. Brasher) before we headed back home. So, what began as a 4-5 hour day to tour some old houses, turned into a 14-hour day full of good old Southern hospitality with some genuine folks, and as one of the girls told me later, "you=92ve certainly left your fingerprints on the town." Hmmm=85. If walls could talk.
Mike McDonald is justly proud of his son-in-law. Congrats to him! Read further: