TLC logo TLC #11:  

Hard is the heart that loveth nought in May."
 - Unknown (at least to me)
Greetings from lovely Lexington!
Ah, spring. Need I say more? With the arrival of good weather, nearly everyone is out planting or painting, building or mowing, grilling or jogging, etc. Or all of the above. Lots of dumpsters in use, signaling the cleaning-out and renovating of still more historic buildings.
Cox's Corner has been sold, and I'm told it's going to be a dress shop when it's been given its facelift. Several more buildings are undergoing cosmetic surgery as well, and we'll soon have another gift shop. We have a new antique shop with a little cafe in the back. Two more antique shops will be opening soon. Lots of energy in "Big Lex," as some call it.
Two major events are in various stages of planning. You may want to venture "home" to attend one or both. The first is July 3-7, the 2001 Heartland Chautauqua. There are only three cities in Missouri hosting a Chautauqua this year. More details next issue, but it will be five days full of quality entertainment and education.
The other spectacular is in early planning stages, but will take place in April 2002, the 150th anniversary of the Saluda disaster. You all remember the story of the steamboat exploding on the river, and how Lexington responded to the needs of those struck by the tragedy. The event will be commemorated in a salute to the steamboat glory days, and the role the river has played in the life of our hometown. This is going to be major, folks, so mark your calendars now.
The (e)mail continues to bring notes to me that are really to all of us, and it is my great pleasure to forward them to you.
From Janice Parris:
I  thought people that receive the TLC might take pride in the outstanding students of dear ole LHS!
On May 5, the Lexington High School Academic Team traveled to Columbia to compete in the State Academic Team Championships (ONLY District winners qualify to compete).  LHS captured 3rd place in 3A competition.  The Mo. State High School Activities Association has only sanctioned academic competition for six years.  Lexington has been runner-up three of those years, and 3rd place twice (losing to State Champions in semi-finals both of those years--& losing the District Championship to the State Champions the other year!).
Athletic teams get lots of recognition and acclaim for their
accomplishments.  Let's give the academic team the same
From regular correspondent Duncan Lee:
Dear Susan:
Your TLC idea has certainly captivated me and, obviously, many other
former Lexingtonians. It appears I've read messages from most of the Guegen family and their wonderful memories of growing up in our historical little town.
The one I haven't seen "published" is Loretta, who was in my class of '60. Perhaps one of her siblings can let us know where she is.

In the last few years I've involved myself in the world of nostalgia,
primarily in the automotive world. I have a 1933 Plymouth street rod, that has won many awards, and am currently rebuilding a 1936 Chevrolet racing stock car, which I hope to race next year in California. I have a web site dedicated to vintage racing cars . My memories of Lexington include many involving cars. I'm sure my parents thought my passion for hot rods was "just a phase." Well, I didn't grow out of it! P
ut it on hold for awhile, but never let it go.

As I read the letters from your correspondents, I find myself nearly
overcome with nostalgia and sentimentalism, and, I guess, homesickness. Mary Pat's recollections of "The Odessa" were particularly touching. How many summer afternoons did my friends and I while away with cherry Cokes and the nickel pinball machine? I remember that Larry Coen would usually have only one nickel and he had to decide on a Coke or the pinball machine! The last I heard he is a veterinarian in Florida. My sister, Barbara, worked there one
summer and we always tried to get free ice cream; unsuccessfully, as I recall.
(EDITOR'S INJECTION: Yes, I believe Larry Coen could buy several cherry cokes at one time now. One of my own most vivid memories of The Odessa was learning to jitterbug there. To the tune of Glen Miller's "In the Mood." With Duncan's sister, Barbara! Also if you were lucky enough to have a dime you wouldn't have to choose between chocolate ice cream or lime sherbet: double dip!)
And now we return to Duncan...

To anyone who might worry about spending too much time "in the good old days," let me say that in the past few years I've come to understand a lot about our life in this existence, where we came from and to where we will be going. One of the most uplifting experiences of my life was the moment I learned to shed guilt. I'm still working on worry, but I've made pretty good headway on that, too. The point is, if one can learn to not worry about the future, tomorrow, one lives for today. But the mind has a lot more "disc space" than just today, so what else is there to do but roam around in the memory? So let's do more of it with no guilt and no worry about it! Besides, it's a lot easier to remember what happened in 1955 than what happened this
morning! Great fun.
From Gene Boyer:
Susan,  I think you are doing a great job and service to all of us . Keeping us informed on what's happening in our old hometown. Would you please send me one more time ALL of the issues. as I would like to send them to my brother Floyd (cotton) as he was known in school. I see some addresses that I want to put in my address book I thought some of them had passed away. ( just
kidding). If you want to edit this and send it out its o.k.
An old one from Shirley Briggle:

The class of 51 and 52 is having a class reunion on Saturday
September 1st. The two classes decided to join forces.  More is better. The Missouri Life Magazine (Feb/March 2001) issue had
an article on Lexington. On the front cover in bold print: LEXINGTON (Battle & Brothels)  Hey, that must have got the community betterment group and all the historical societies in town's attention. It truly is a good article though with some realllllllly good pictures.
From Mary Pat O'Malley

Hi Susan: My brother, Jim O'Malley, was kind enough to forward your newsletter TLC #9 to me and I am so glad he did.  It has lots of interesting news and so many contributors. 

I would appreciate very much if you would add my name to your list to receive the newsletter. At LHS, I was Mary Pat O'Malley.  Today I am Pat DiiBon or Mary P.  My email address is  If you add my name to your email list, I will be most grateful.
From Mary Jo Smith, with my apologies for not running it sooner:

Hello Lexingtonians, past and present.  It is good to hear what some of you are up to. I am living in Buffalo, NY, still working part time as director of the Molecular Diagnostics Laboratory at Children's Hospital of Buffalo. The rest of the time I spend at our Minnesota home, 100 miles west of Duluth.  My two boys are on their own.  David is doing AIDS research at Harvard and Douglas is a second year resident in Orthopedic Surgery here in Buffalo.  My husband Todd is faculty at the State University of New York, Buffalo.  Both kids are married, but no grandchildren yet.  If you're in the neighborhood, let me know, would love to get together with true midwesterners.
Mary Jo Smith Evans
From Lucia Cope:
Sorry I missed out on the naming of the street in honor of your dad.  One of the best parts of teenaged years had to do with him and the newspaper one way or another.  Specifically, probably my senior year I got to be a stringer, before I ever knew what the word meant.  I think I only wrote a couple of articles, but was absolutely thrilled to receive remuneration.  He and Jim Shannon were ever so helpful with the school newspaper and one time Jim helped me get a "breaking news story" into the Minuteman which was distributed hours before the Advertiser News.  What a scoop, I thought! 
Also, your dad gave me a subscription when I went to college, and I'm sure that newspaper was one of the reasons for my popularity.  We all became great fans of Bruna McGuire.    One time I mentioned that to one of my aunts, who sent me her Bruna McGuire scrapbook from columns her mother had sent her.  Puddin even went so far as to develop a Bruna fan club when she was at Randolph Macon.  So flattered was Bruna that she sent each girl a crocheted hanger.  Doesn't that beat all?   And even though I seldom read the legal news, I was aware of it, which also gave me another edge of true sophistication!  Ha! Ha!  I checked out your son's web page, but would you identify the people I was looking at?  I only recognized you and your mom.
In the last two weeks my mental activity has been greatly expanded because of your TLC, and I thank you.  I have been in touch with one person on your list for the first time in about forty years, and that trip is the motivation for daily communications.  One of the areas that has fascinated me over the years of our class reunions in the on-going realization of just how little we all knew about each other, and all the false assumptions we labored under.  Since we moved down to Lexington just after seventh grade year had gotten underway, I assumed I was the only new person and that EVERYBODY knew everybody else and that they ALL had a shared history.  Only recently have we talked about the tossed salad that was junior/senior high:  the coming together of Arnold and Central, Douglas and the country schools as well as a few from Henrietta.  This has been a fun exploration.
Thanks again for this undertaking.  The older I get, the more I realize Lexington's role in the person I continue to become, and the more I appreciate it. Thanks so much.
How could I possibly add to that? Keep those emails coming! Until next time, I remain
Your devoted scribe,

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