TLC logo TLC #15, The Second:  June 10, 2001


Oh, darn. Some of you apparently didn't get #14, and it was really the best one too. It was the one that had the letter from Harry Truman saying that LHS produced the classiest people in the country. And it also had all those wonderful confessions from some of you about secret crushes you had on other "subscribers."
Okay, kidding. Chalk it up to advanced feeble-mindedness of your scribe.
I swore I would not get into joke relaying, or prayer chains, or birth announcements of grandchildren, but here's a quote I could not resist passing along:
"Old age is when your former classmates are so gray and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you." 
Thanks to Mr. Wonderful, that's Hugh.
Hunt, that is, husband of Jane Ann '56 Whitney
There were so many wonderful responses to #15 The First, that we have plenty of material already for #15 The Second:
Jan Rider McCoy sends regards to everyone and mentions that she has "seven horses in the valley living with me." At first it seemed a peculiar arrangement, and then I realized she meant outside. She writes:
A wonderful day in the Ozarks today.  Have had some rain but good for us-our pond is filling.  Right now we are picking up rocks.  No rest for the wicked and the righteous don't need it-so it goes!!
Janet Cross '54 Bertz
Funny you should ask. (About #14.) Just last week, I printed all 13 of the TLCs off for Keylee (oldest daughter) and she has enjoyed them a bunch, although she is not that well acquainted with the names that are no longer centered in Lexington, she certainly had no trouble remembering the off-spring of those who stayed.  Many of said off-spring were her classmates and at least one of my classmates, (James Edward Cado) taught both Keylee and her sister Kelly at LHS.  I am  enjoying each and every one of the Gueguen stories as they lived just down 16th street from Bill, John and I.  Keep those great memories coming. 
From that young punk Roger Wilmot:
(When I said "Thanks, Old Timer, for the reminiscenses," he replied that he thought he was the toddler of the group. Are you people going to take that lying down?)

Susan, I hope you can stand one more letter about the Odessa Ice Cream shop. When Mrs. Bowers and her son Jimmy were running the place, Jack Guegen and my sister were working there and I was only 12 years old. Mrs. Bowers started letting me sweep up and mop the floor for which I received two milkshakes. The good thing was that I got to make my own, and of course they were substantial. I don't remember how long this went on before she hired me at the incredible rate of 15 cents an hour, plus of course the fringe benefits of ice cream. Not too long after that I escalated my standard of living by delivering one of the paper routes for The Lexington Advertiser News ( seems like a lot people did this ). How many others worked at the Main Street Theatre or Maibs Victory Cafe? It seemed like it was either free ice cream, free movies or free food. I also haven't heard anybody talk about  Snappy Service which was right next door to the theatre. Sue worked there and the food was almost as good as Maid-Rite. It's too bad they've lost some of the places such as The Eagle Theatre, The Main Street Theatre, The Pool Hall, The Bowling Alley, Snappy Service, Central Grade School, Arnold Grade School, Walkers Drug Store, Vialles Store at 10th and Franklin, the old horse lot at 9th and South where we played ball etc. etc. etc.  Hopefully, it looks like they are doing a lot of good things now and maybe they  will do the old home town proud.  Instead of everybody saying keep up the good work, maybe you can do like Rush Limbaugh and everyone just says ditto!!!  
NOTE: The pool hall has come up a couple of times, and I do not remember a pool hall! Walkers Drug Store has had several incarnations. It is presently (or should that be currently?) The Medicine Shoppe. But it retains some of the Walker Drug Store flavor.
Sharron Jenkins '57 Heathman:
Obviously, Heathman would love a TLC reunion.  He seldom misses a reunion regardless of the year.  Of course, few of us attended high school as long as he did.
Somehow I feel deprived...  I missed out on Bruna and working at the Odessa.  Will look forward to some of her articles.  Keep up the good work.  TLC is terrific!! 
Editor: I didn't work at Odessa either. But I did my share of consuming there. And at Maid-Rite!
From Barbara Tabb '55 Jarman:
Oh, my - how the memories come rolling out when I read TLC!  My
personal thanks to everybody who contributes their own recollections, as well as news about themselves. And, thanks most of all to Susan, who took on the task of establishing the 'connection', and who does such a fine job of getting out each issue. Don't you dare edit that out, Susan - I am sure everyone agrees!

I was in Lexington last month, and got to visit with some old friends - let me rephrase that - long-established friends. Nine of us classmates (class of '55) got together for lunch at Riley's Tavern, and had a great time catching up with what everybody is doing. Thanks to Sue (Cousins) Wilmot for making that happen. (I still had a funny feeling being on Block 42.  I used to always cross over and walk on the other side of the street to go through town; but, I'm not all that sure it was
any better, because you had to walk past the pool hall, and I don't think I ever once looked inside that place - sheeesh, people were 'drinking' in there! And, I avoided even looking down 10th Street, too, for other vices going on down that way, rumor had it).
I had visits at the house from two others who happened to be in town at the time - Carol Jo Rank Hazlett and Jim Garner. Carol was in town for a funeral, and Gordon Wright was nice enough to bring Jim by for a chat.  So, I got a lot of mileage out of my trip. That always includes a few visits to the Maid Rite, and Norman's were and are always the best.  Sad to see the old high school in such disrepair - couldn't we have some reunion in the old gym!  Lots of memories there - Jim O'Malley, I loved your singing at 'assemblies'!  And, what a debut I made in that place! I was so proud to be stepping into my teens, and the jr. high students had reserved rows right up front.  I hope I'm the only one who actually remembers it, but I'll tell it anyhow.  I got right in front of the whole student body, and on that newly-oiled floor, my feet went out from under me, books went flying high enough to get everybody's attention, and the entire assembly got a good laugh at my expense.  I could have crawled through a crack in that floor - but, I survived the humiliation of that first day.
(I must inject my memory from the first day in 7th grade at LHS, although it certainly isn't as dramatic as Barbara's. I sat on the bleachers between Judy Cook and (I think) Sheila Mercier or Jane Ann Whitney. Judy leaned over to the other (I was a year behind) and said "Just year we'll be Freshies!" Well, I thought that was about as sophisticated as you could get, and was simply green with envy.) Now, back to Barbara:
Since we've been on the subject of Odessa Ice Cream, I'll mention that my Mom and I drove over to Odessa to indulge in the best ice cream
ever, and it was good to taste it again.  I wanted to get some to take
back to the house; but, alas, they do not sell it in bulk anymore, not
even handpacked.  I was told that they cannot get a license to sell it
that way - something about the 'conditions' in the plant, and I hoped
that didn't mean rats or roaches crawling around back there. I got told
that first, but ate it anyhow, and it was still good. I have many
memories of both shops in Lexington, but didn't realize how many people had worked there at some time. The twice-weekly bus trips to the swimming pool in Higginsville usually included a stop afterwards at The Odessa. Who remembers the 'stir'?  That was a 15 cent version of a
sundae in a small Coke glass. I put in a short stint at The Sweet Shop
next to the Mainstreet Theater, and the take-home pay was almost enough to pay for my trips to Ford & Rush and Roberts' & Reeds', to socialize at those two soda fountains. What carefree days!  Maybe that's why we enjoy revisiting them with our stories.

Driving through town, I'm always struck by the differences between
then and now.  The town wasn't a whole lot bigger back then, but it was
'busy'; and, on Saturday night, you sometimes had to step off the curb
to get around groups of people standing on the sidewalk catching up on
the week's personal news. Every Saturday night was a social event,
clustered around the center of town. I guess there are many reasons for
the change - but, I think it began back when TV came on the scene and
stole the crowds.  Too bad, because it's still a very poor substitute
for real life and all that 'socializing' with real people.  I don't have
many specific memories from those Saturday nights - just a general recollection of the feeling of being uptown in such a crowd of people I
mostly knew.  I'll bet I could walk the length of Main Street now on a
Saturday night, and not encounter a single pedestrian. Even in grade
school, I'd go uptown on Saturday night with my grandmother when she did the week's grocery shopping at Safeway, for what she couldn't make or grow at home. I always looked forward to it. I could go to Mattingly's next door and browse through all those shelves for some treasure on which to spend my dime. Sometimes, it was a whole sackful of 'stuff'. Other times, I'd take my allowance back home to save up for something special.

My younger son told me once that if he could have chosen any decade
in which to be a teenager, it would have been the 50s, and I tend to
agree - to the extent that I wouldn't wish myself younger even now.
Maybe he got that idea from the old home movies that my Dad took, where he could see what it was like to grow up in that time and place.  He never lived in Lexington, but something about it made him feel like his 'roots' were there.  And, I guess they were, since both his parents grew
up there.  For anyone who may not know, I married Gene Jarman (class of '54), and we had two sons (Scott lives in Plano, Tx., and Bruce in Lake Ozarks, Mo.) who have made us both very proud.  Gene is known as Greg everywhere but Lexington, due to all official forms asking for 'last name first, middle name, first name last' - think that was a line from "No Time for Sergeants", starring Andy Griffith. I guess it stuck when the Army dubbed him Gregory, and he shortened it to Greg. You can find us in Houston, Texas, these days - since 1974.  We have lived in several midwestern states, and I have encountered Lexington people in most of them. This electronic age has made the world much smaller, and I'm delighted to see all those familiar names on the mailing list of TLC.

Keep 'em coming, Susan.  And, thanks again! 
P.S. - would love to hear from any of you.
Barbara Lee '57 Fay
Dear Minutemen,

Joyce Gueguen's news about her son, Michael, having attended TCU in Fort Worth caught my attention as our son, Patrick, also attended TCU.  Sure enough.  It's another "small world" story come to light through TLC.  

Pat was manager of the Horned Frog Baseball Team in 1983 and 1984 when Michael Ramsey, Joyce's son, was on the team.  Pat met his wife, Beth Hamilton, at TCU; his sister-in-law is Lee Hamilton Wise.  They all now live
in Brownfield, Texas.  It just so happens that I still have some of Pat's memorabilia and found the baseball team's program for 1984 that has pictures of both Pat and Mike.  They probably never knew much about each other.  I have a feeling that topics like "My mother's from Lexington, Missouri" don't come up too often on the ball field!

Sorry to have missed Heritage Days.  We could have entered a TCU "horned frog" in the races!  My brother, Duncan, has been to the authentic Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County contest.  He'd probably share some secrets of how the frog wins the contest!

I love hearing from people, and look forward to at least one entry from
everyone on the list!   Bruna McGuire's articles will be wonderful.  Sort of makes me wonder if she isn't still with us.  Bridey Murphy?  Bruna McGuire?  Ah, who knows...!
Editor: This is a perfect example of The Lexington Connection! Any other coincidences out there?
Jerry (I think I shamed him into it) '56 Mischon:

Thanks for being the worthy scribe, I always enjoy  reading TLC.  If I didn't get writers cramps so easily, I'd write more often.

I talked to Skip Brown today.  Skip & Joan live in Corvallis, Oregon.  Naturally some of the good old times and TLC came up.  I thought you'd like to have Skip Brown's (aka George W. Brown, III, 1956) email address.  It is and he would like to be added to your distribution list.  I anticipate seeing Skip in mid-September here in Houston.
I very seldom get back to the Lexington area (once in the last 8 years).  After 30 years in Houston I'm pretty much a Texan although I still retain traces of having lived in Germany (northern Bavaria, in the army for 2 yrs), Nashville (3+>yrs), Richmond, VA (2 yrs), and Greensboro, NC (1 yr).
I'm still working in the investment business with Salomon Smith Barney.  Since I enjoy it and and can pretty much control my own time, I don't anticipate retiring any time soon. Most of my spare time is spent golfing, occasionally hunting & fishing, reading, and traveling.  It's been a great life so far. With the exception of a couple of minor things I'd change if doing it over, I really wouldn't do anything any different.

We (Kay & I) are planning a cruise to the Scandanavian capitols and St. Petersburg in July.  Eileen & Herb Carpenter, Bob Paris and his wife and another couple who are friends of Bob & Vicki are sailing from Copenhagen on July 5th.  Kay and I also plan to be in Puerto Rico in early November.
As I think you are aware, I was divorced 4 years ago (after 34 years). Moya and I remain good friends.  Moya and both our sons are doing well. So much for the trivia.  Keep up the good work!

From Bill '56 Tempel, who apparently has reached an age whereby he can write only one or two sentences at a time:  "Are you surprised at the passion and interest we all have in Lex.?"
My response: Surprised? I'm flabbergasted!
An item I forgot to add to the last issue (the number shall remain nameless): Jack Gueguen reminded me that we just passed the 50th anniversary of Richard Yates'  death in Korea. Hard to believe it's been 50 years. That was an event that hit us all hard and too close to home. It's good to remember that sacrifice just after Memorial Day. Lovella Yates Damborg lives in Seattle, Washington, with husband Mark, and she is not yet online.
Now on to New Business:
A problem has presented itself. Quite a few of our cronies do not have access to email, and they want to read TLC. I know some of you are already printing them out to send on to others.
Faithful Jack G. suggested that we could set up an Adopt-a-Classmate program whereby some of us would accept the responsibility of furnishing copies of each TLC to someone who does not have online access.
Additionally, when people do ask me about getting hard copies, I will ask them if they have a friend who is online and could be added to the address list in order to print it out for him/her. (Proxy Providers) Failing that, I will ask for adopters. Here is the first "orphan": Suzanne Bell '54 Bartley. Okay, who will bid for Suzie Bell???? Address (same as in childhood): 1302 Amelia in Lex.
Keep those cards and letters comin,' folks!
Your faithful scribe,

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