Received 5/22/10

Yes, it is unbelievable that it’s been 50 years since graduation!  It was wonderful seeing some of our classmates at the “Last Dance” all-school reunion in 1998…among them, Judy, Carolyn, Fritz, Pete, Al, Franz, the Froker gang, and Cathy & Mark.  I’m sure we all the same, right?

It’s been a busy decade – involving moves between Honolulu, Northern California, Southern California, and the Texas hill country.  We sold the condo in Hawaii, and we’re in the process of selling the house outside San Antonio.  From now on, we’ll just zip between Northern and Southern California.  We’re still working part-time at Sonoma County Mental Health when we’re in Santa Rosa.  However, our county is nearly broke, so everything will change after the end of the fiscal year.  When we’re not working, we love to go on day trips, usually involving lunch and often involving a motorcycle ride through the wine country or along the coast.  Ralph just inherited his 79th bike.  He presently has seven of them!  (This after his mother once told him that it’s jus a teenage stage he’s going through.)  It’s true what they say about “boys and their toys”!

Re:  my family:  I think you all know that the coach passed away in 2006.  He’s probably playing golf somewhere “up there”.  On the other hand, my mom is still very active, socially and physically, at age 91.  (Her mother lived to be 103, so we have a longevity “gene” in the family, I guess.)  She lives in a lovely retirement complex near my sister in Waukesha.  She has four grandkids and five grandbabies (great grandbabies?) in the area.  I try to get up there for special occasions in spring and fall.

I’m not much of a computer person, although my husband does encourage me to log on to his computer more often than I do.  If you do put out a little booklet with updates of all our classmates, I would be more than willing to pay whatever for it.

There are times that I wish I lived a little closer to the base, but this “Midwestern girl” and her “New Yorker” husband have been spoiled by California for so long that we are willing to put up with its many idiosyncrasies to live here for the rest of our lives.

Thank you, Ann and Franz, and everyone else that puts all the time and effort into the process of keeping everyone in touch.

I remember Mary Jo was “wild and crazy” and lots of fun.

Weirdest memory: walking in on Mr Dowling and Mrs Patton after hours in the English office.

Overall memory: Senior Skip Day (I got in big trouble!)

Dance memory: those horrid formal dresses we had to wear.

Music memory: goofing off with Wendy (band class) and Marty (choir).

Sports memory: Eddie Coombs’ last second, game winning basket from mid-court.

Class memory: that darling Mr Chandler in math class.

Naughtiest memory: peeking through the broken window of the men’s locker room at the old Field House.

What I’d like to know about our classmates? Everything about everyone (well, almost everything!)