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Beau Wann, Jr.

Well, according to my 8 Ball, today is Tuesday May 31...my grandson Taylors 17 birthday...man, they do grow up fast, dont they!!!! Seems like only yesterday he was a little bumble bee for halloween...and a pumpkin...and Woodie, from some cartoon...cute he was then, and handsome he is now...taller than me, of course...and smarter...well, anyway, happy birthday Taylor...and also Terry Scheffer...it's his, uh, 29th???? birthday??? again???? well, thats how I'm gonna tell it...Terry looks pretty much like he did way back then...whenever that was...so hoppy birthday Terry, eat all the icecream and cake you can, because on your birthday, it has no fat or calories...well, according to my 8 Ball, and slide rule...

Hey Rich LH, tried Whole foods on Woodway, and tried Specs on Smif street downtown, and neither one had true grits...whole foods CALLS their grits "ORGANIC YELLOW" grits, but you have to read the distructions on the back..."bring to a boil, stir vigorously for 5 mins and let stand..."not true grits...they take 20 minutes...oh well, found some places on line in South Carolina and Kentucky...guess I will have to order them...oh well, as long as I can get em...
you know the old adage, "NO GRITS, NO GLORY"

Some interesting facts of the VIETNAM WAR...
The first known casualty was Richard B. Fitzgibbon, listed as killed by DOD (department of defense), on June 8, 1956;
His name is listed on THE WALL with that of his son, Marine Corps Lance Cpl Richard B Fitzgibbon III, who was KIA Sept 7, 1965.
There are three sets of Fathers and sons on THE WALL;
39,996 on THE WALL were just 22 or younger; (this one and the next figure doesnt add up)
The largest age group, 8,283 were just 19 years old;
3,103 were 18 ;
12 soldiers on THE WALL were 17;
5 soldiers on THE WALL were 16;
One soldier PFC Dan Bullock was 15;
997 soldiers were killed on their first day in Vietnam;
1,448 soldiers were killed on their last day in Vietnam;
31 sets of brothers are on the WALL;
31 sets of parents lost two of their sons;
54 soldiers on the Wall attended the same high school, Thomas Edison HS in Philadelphia:
8 women are on the Wall;
224 soldiers were awarded the Medal of Honor, 153 of them are on the Wall;
Beallsville, Ohio with a population of 475, olost 6 of her sons:
West Virginia had the highest casualty rate per capita in the nation. 711 are on the Wall;
Nine graduates from Morenci High School in Arizona, enlisted in the Marine Corps...their service began on July 4th 1966...only 3 returned home;
Most deaths for a single day was Jan 31, 1968 - 245;
most deaths in a single month was May 1968 - 2,415;
Could be errors in the info above...sometimes you can visit several different sites and each one will give a different stat...

Heard from some of my buds this weekend,  from back then...all reminiscing about friends we lost...Big Al, Jerry, Doc, Duck, well, we lost Duck here a year ago or so in a Motorcycle accident; Amazing that he made it through nam, and a membership in the Hells Angels, and 5 years in Folsom Prison, to straighten his life out and become what he had always been, a good man, just to die doing what he loved, riding his MC...when it's your time, it's your time...

Well, didnt mean to get all maudlin on youse youtes...just reflecting on a day that everyone should reflect on, MEMORIAL DAY...(I know it was yesterday)...

My beloved and I rode out to Houston National Cemetery yesterday, and it was so crowded, we couldnt get in, plus they were in the middle of some construction...tried Bear creek park, but it was crowded and did not start till 2...(had a birthday party to go to at 1)
So, we went to the cemetery on Antoine, and put a flag on Dianes grandfathers grave...Otto Cunningham, of Cunningham Drug Stores...Mr C was in the first whirld war, the war to end all wars...he was a Marine in the INDIANHEAD DIVISION under General Black Jack Pershing...Mr C saw lots of action...I never got to hear any of the stories first hand, but Mr C jr has his Dads diary he kept out in the Muse Argonne forest...told some to me...

So lets raise our glasses high for all those that are serving now, all those that have served, and all those that gave their lives so we could continue to enjoy the freedoms we so love...
OORAH...God Bless...and ride boldly ride...
 

Douglas Romans

Wayne,

Add at least two other Waltripians, as there may be more, to the list who died during Viet Nam-

Jeffrey Wade ('64) died in training in July '69 of spinal menningitis and Billy Tobias ('65/'66 or '67?) KIA 'Nam. I barely knew Billy but he lived on Chippendale (next street over from me on Wakefield). Jeff and I ran track together and a nicer/smarter guy you'll rarely meet.  

If anyone out there knows of anyone else who died during "OUR" war, please let us know. 

God bless all Americans who both served or died!!!!!!!

DougR  

Teddie Jordan

Douglas, I don't know what class he was in but I remember that there was a young man from our area named Robert Johnson who was killed in Vietnam also. St. Stephen's Methodist church on 43rd named their school in his honor.

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey Teddie, remember Sly Montalbano???? use to be the produce manager at Mangum supervalu...His brother Victor died this week or weekend...obit was in todays paper...said he was 61 and graduated from Waltrip...probably 69 grad???? I know Sly, but dont ever remember meeting his brother...Sly and Carolyn have 6 sons....tried for the longest for a Daughter...had to settle for 6 good daughters-in-law...and 6 good sons...Both my boys and Slys keep up with each other...often go hunting or fishing together, and other outings...Kevin said he saw Sly recently and one of the boys...all ok...
 

Well, ok, just thought I'd bring that to the attention of anyone that might have known Victor Montalbano...

Rode Pegasus to HNC today...walked among the headstones...sometimes you forget for awhile, but really you always remember...it's there, hiding behind this thought or that emotion, until something stirs it and shakes it loose from it's hiding place...like walking among the headstones of fallen hero warriors, recognizing a name, a date, a place...then years of suppressed emotions come flooding back, and you wonder how you got here, this far, and why...why you made it, and others didnt...I dont know where the old saying came from, "there but for the grace of God, go I", but I dont believe in it...what it says to me, is that, because I have survived, I have Gods grace, and someone that has died does not have Gods grace...thats bull, at least to my way of thinking...

My last boss at the phone factory just passed away...he was a good 10 years younger than I...had diabetes, lost a leg...was a good guy too...loved to fish, cook BBQ, and have a drink...or two...was part of a whirld champion BBQ cook off team at the Houston Livestock Show and rodeo...guess he had not Gods grace...baloney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you dont, and cant live forever, except in the minds of those you loved and that loved you...

As Rich LH says, dance like no one is watching...love like everyday is your last day, I might add.....

OH, this past Sunday at the "little country church in the city", we had a whopping 24 people, counting the choir, organist, minister, liturgist, ushers and any church mice that mighta been there...Had a guest minister, Dr. Nora Fitch...outstanding person...inbetween churches at the moment...which ever church manages to land her, is gonna be very lucky and fortunate...Super lady...

guess I will sign off for now...I hope this day finds everyone well and in good spirits...we at the Wann Zoo wish nothing but the best for all...
Keep the sun at your 6 and ride boldly ride...
your frien and brother...Cephus

Beau Wann, Jr.

HEY HEY HEY...I finally found some pictures I lost 4 or 5 years ago...they are of  Robbie and Lonnie and Jody Hundl, and Me, as the incomperable GRANDPRIXS, with our debut at the Music Hall in beautiful downtown Houston...on our way to the big time...methinks it is 1964...the love of my life, at the time, Gloria ?????? took these pictures....We were there for a good 12 hours rehearsing and stuff rock bands do...

 
I'm on the left; Jody Drummer;Lonnie; Robbie on right...

here is result...we came in 2nd; the young lady to the right is Becky Boatright. 3rd place...
dont remember who or what came in 1st; the folks to our left are the Champagne Brothers...Maybe they were 1st. I have other pictures, but they are pretty much like the top two, so I will spare you anymore eyestrain...I sure thought I'd lost these pics forever...the camera was a Brownie Hawkeye...quality not too good, but thanks to the modern marvel of the computer, I was able to touch em up and bring em as up to snuff as you can get...

What a great time we had playing together...

Scotty Croom

the other waltrip grad who died ib vietnam was johnny gregg,66..buried at mem, oaks ,i10 w....

John Burgess Webb

god's grace,i used that phrase for the lack of any alternative;from the perspective of one who developed a keenness to reason after the fourteenth or fifteenth loss of fellow marines in a gunfight.was it luck,training,or something else? some of the nicest and most kindhearted were killed or maimed,just feet away.no need to believe one way or another right then,denial is always first.surviver guilt racks combat.its a situation that is brought on by powers 'out of our control' and in the full violence of a gunfight where things happen so fast;calling on god for grace is somthing men do.those that love god with all their heart,all their soul and all their mind were probably somewhere else.

p.s. 

thats not entirely true,one would be empressed by the humility and faith of some of our officers and enlisted men.  im grateful to those who were mature in faith and prayed for me;at 19,i only had a feather's weight of knowledge or faith.those hours caught up in a vortex of live fire and chaos firmed up my faith and opened up a search.its not easy to go from"search and destroy" to search and understand;stumbling and falling along the way.

webb

Richard Meek '65

Burge I think as believers we all have God's Grace. I don't think that because someone next to you in a fox hole died and you didn't that you had God's Grace and the other fellow didn't. I think that it was just his time to depart this earth within God's plan and not yours. As we know that time comes to all of us. It's just earlier for some than others.God just has a different plan for those that return from war. Life is a present. Unwrap it every day! And you know me, Keep on dancing. Dance like no one is watching!

Rich LH

Susan Howard (Bowman)

Hey Guys!  Just spent some time catching up on the forum.  Reading about Viet Nam and all the loss really stirs up some memories.  Thank you to all of you who served our country.  Actually, thank yous are never enough.  I believe Johnny Radley was a POW in Viet Nam - we were friends in highschool.  I saw him at our 10th reunion ( I think) for the last time.  He was still in bad shape.  Many just never recovered. 

On a lighter note, I put the "FOR SALE" sign up on our house yesterday!  Do I hear a cheer?!  We have been working so hard to get it fixed up and "staged", which is what you have to do in today's market to sell!  I'm pooped!  Ready to do something else, although we did take a few days over the Memorial Day weekend to go down to Birmingham to see our daughter and family - including 3 precious granddaughters!  It was also nice to watch the Indy 500 from there live - it is always blacked out here and you have to watch it late that night.  Also saw the NASCAR Coca Cola 600 - at least I watched part of it.  Our son-in-law is a big fan!

The real estate business is picking up here (of course it is - I am getting ready to move!), so that will be a good thing!  (I am a retired teacher turned realtor, in case some of you didn't know.)

Beau Wann, Jr.

Goot eeefenink mine waltripians, HOT???? HAIL YES IT'S HOT!!!!! Havent seen heat like this since...the last time we saw heat like this...dont remember a May or early June this hot though...makes me wanta sing the blues...or at least whistle a sad tune anyhoo...
Had lunch this week at MELS DINER up in Tomball...as good as ANGIES is, Mels is even better, if you can believe that...also too, the Yale Pharmacy lunch counter is good too also...(how you like that sentence??? start with two adverbs, and end with two adverbs) Sometimes I just amaze myself...amazing huh!!! There is also a HUBCAP GRILL on 19th street...dont see any cars out front, maybe not open yet...wonder if it is kin to the one downtown...any thoughts on that??? 
 
Hey Susan,
we be cheerin down here plenty, just waiting for your return...good luck on selling your house...market is dead down here...you cant give em away...in the past, Houston was never affected much by any downturn in the economy of the rest of the nation...even the great depression wasnt so great here in Houston...recession of the 50's not felt at all here in great numbers...Of course "a recession is when your neighbor loses his job, and a depression is when YOU lose your job"...old indian saying...dont remember just which old indian said that to me, but he was old...and an indian...maybe I'll ask my donkey friend up in the high country...I'm sure he knows some old indians...tried to get a picture of him, but he must be camera shy...didnt see him and his buds until we were headed home...try again this Saturday...might be too hot to go...last saturday DW and I got too hot...took couple days to recover...

Pegasus and I flew up to Krolczyks just outside of Hempstead...those fine folks are ordering some TRUE GRITS for me...of course I have to buy a whole case, which is ok with me...not much at all...checked with VERMONT COUNTRY STORE and they said, "I was in luck!!! They had TRUE GRITS, and two 12 ounce packages was only 12.95 plus shipping and handling" Gee how lucky for me...thanks but no thanks...can get 12 18.4 ounce packs for less than 17 dollars American...
that would be .53 cents an ounce versus .07 cents an ounce...a no brainer for sure...Krolczyks has a very nice meat dept, very nice...prices are good too...

Well, ok then...guess I'll deplane depart and otherwise disappear for the eenin...
keep  the sun at your six, and ride boldly ride...
Cephus 

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Catching up on the forum --- been too busy "grandmothering",  but it's wonderful!!!!!!! Will really be busy next week when my other 2 grandsons are here from Kansas.  For the first time all 3 grandsons together - 14, 4 and almost 2 months!  We're having our Crowe family reunion June 10-12 - will be a blast with all of my kids and grandkids together. 

Have enjoyed everyone's input on forum -- always brightens my day.

Jimmie Sue, congrats on twins --- two bundles of Joy!

Yes, thank you to all our military past and present for serving their country and those that have given the most - their lives.  We are all so proud to be a part of this great USA!

Susan, yippeeeeeee hope there is a closing soon on your house.  You're getting closer and closer of heading home!

BroBeau, as always enjoy your stories -- I enlarged your pictures so we could see those handsome dudes!  Those were the days!   Do you think you could get your group together for our next reunion -

Everyone have a good and "Cool" weekend!

Hugs,

J

Beau Wann, Jr.

"DING DONG" ????? Wonder who in the hail that could be a ringing mah doebell this time O eenin???...grabbed mah shootin arhn just in case it were folks that werent suppose to be in the hood...what tha???? it's a semi-tractor-doubleclutchin-E-flat- trailer truck, from FEDEX...UH OH!!! I musta pushed a wrong key and ordered something on the outernet...mah beloved is gonna have a hissy fit...what was I perusin...howitzers, surplus tanks, duce and a halfs????...well, why dont ahopen the door and find out????

"IT'S GRITS"????? AH HAVENT ORDERED ANY GRITS...YET???? Hmmmm, could this be another Fruitcake feasco???? Talked to the driver and he said they stopped a freight train down the street, blocking traffic, and offloaded 5 tons O GRITS into his truck..."NOW, WHERE DO YOU WANT EM"???? says he..."FIVE TONS" ???? says I...."Yup" says him..."hmmmm" says I...onliest place I know of to store em, is the cement pond...so I had him dump em in there...5 tons of grits will displace more than 17 thousand gallons of well water...did you know that???? well, oncet again, "no grits no glory"... I learn something new everyday...the little boidies are gonna love me, and whomever sent the grits...Hmmmm, lessee, whom is on the shipping receipt???? Well, burn mah clothes, youll wont never no how figure out whom sent these...grits from heaven...nope, not him, but guess again...nope, not them either neither...well, in the interest of privacy of the aforementioned unkown senders, AH AINT A GONNA TELL YA...You'll just have to wonder, but ah sent em a thankyou note...what great folks they are, and have always been...you know em, but ah aint gonna say whom...

Grits hadnt been here 5 minutes, and I had the water boiling...stirred in the grits, pat O butter, some shredded cheddar, and VOILA, manna from heaven...thats what me and me beloved had for supper last night...BETTER CHEDDAR GRITS...(just betwix me n youse, mah wife thinks ah have flipped out) hmmm, could be she's right...but thats nothing new...

In case your wonderin about why I like grits so much, it is because I cant have reg sweet corn on the cob...DIVERTICULITIS...I can have cornbread, and hominy, but no whole corn...havent had a buttery cob in mah hands since our last crop of corn we grew  back in 1990-91...not much better than fresh picked and shucked corn, cept maybe frahed grain damaters...(east texas for fried green tomatos)...

So, thank you to the a nonymous grits donor...ah have added you to mah "will"...of course, when I shuffle off this mortal coil, the "will" will be a "wont"...

Hey Jackie...outstanding on the family gathering...I allus enjoy those...lucky you on all your grandchilluns being there at the same time...ours have gotten too old now, and dont have much time for us anymore...and I also dont mind you enlarging those pics, because you're the WEBMASTER...been perusing my stash O pics, and it is an endless supply of pictures of CATS!!!!!! I have spent a large fortune on film and developing over the years...most pics are just repeats...the camera never quite captures what the human eye sees...Why couldnt they have come out with the digical camera back 50 years or 100 years ago...I'm thinking about sueing somebody for that omittance...maybe I'll sue Henry Ford...yeah, thats the ticket...he was smart enough to figure out the "assembly line" and stuff...and I'll sue Thomas Edison, he shoulda come up with it, and Tesla too...and Ben Franklin, who discovered the kite...hail yes, I'm gonna sue everyone...

Slept in this morining...6 AM...let the little woman sleep in this morn, so I fed the zoo, drank umpteen cups O joe...had one of my patented breakfasts, PLUS GRITS...on these mornings, I call my beloved "Flo" and she calls me "Hon"...specially when she asks me if I "want some more coffee, Hon"?????
Been watching the Saturday Morn Serials...Buck Rogers, episode 11 and 12...made back in 1939...Buster Crabbe played Ol Buck...do you know what Buster Crabbes front name is/was????
Larry!!!!!I have seen better Junior high school plays than the Buck Rogers serials...WOW, IT WAS TERRIBLE... yup...watched "Topper" too, the early version...Saw Tarzan the Apeman, with Johnny Weismuller...Just bein a bum this morn...but, thats ok to do that once in a while...soons I sign off here, gonna vacuum our humble abode...that'll send all the critters into a frenzy...good, stir em up, and get them critter corpsucles movin about...doctor would charge you plenty for that kind o doctorin...

Have a good to better Weekend...above all, STAY COOL...and...
keep the sun at your 6 and ride boldly ride...
your frien and gritmeister, CEPHUS T MAGILLICUTTY

Robert Derrick

Gary Jorden's Mom "Hada" or " Munner" passed away early this weekend. She was almost 95. For those that remember Jorden's Refridgeration on 34th street she ran it for many years after Gary's dad died at an early age around 43. Gary was only about 13 then. She was a wondeful lady.

Paige Talley (Meek)

 The rain came down and the flood came up, etc. and the itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout. All in all I enjoyed the thunder storm last night. Not just because of the much needed rain, but the sound and the memories that those burst of energy produced.  Some may remember this "short" I jotted done a while ago... but like memories do, this one came around again... 

It reminds me of the hay loft at Grandma's farm. It was my favorite place to be in a thunderstorm. I would race the storm to the barn, often losing the race and being soaked as I climbed the ladder up through the trap door. I would open the pitching door and settle in to watch the show. I was never disappointed by the performance of the lightening dancing to the drum rolls of thunder and the steady beat of the rain while the wind whistled the melody. It is said that the memory of a smell often stimulates our present senses to recall a cherished pleasure. It rained last night.

 There are bunches of birthday announcements that greet me each morning (thanks Jackie for your great dedication to this site). Happy Birthday to the Month of July Boomers.  Mine next birthday like, many of yours is looming and old-er is peeking it's grace around the corner. This past Saturday I meet face to face with Medicare. I know that some of you have already boomed past Baby Bs to Senior Bs. I am close on your heels. So, as I visited Mom at Magnified, I am closely eyed the bed next door, wondering when it will be my turn.

That being said, I won't really care much. Since I already have such a bad memory, I figure I am in the practicing stages of senility ... you know what they say... practice makes perfect !!! 

Hugs to ya'll all...

Practicing Perfect (still a Pirate) Paige

Jimmie Lee Smith (Brawner)

Well, Charles and I started on Medicare June 1.  It's all been quite a complicated experience for me.  Luckily, we have a friend whose business is consulting for all kinds of insurance companies, and she set us up with our supplemental and prescription programs.  Then, SS (I'm collecting, but Charles isn't), informed me that with our combined income (me zero + Charles' salary) that they were cutting my SS check by about 1/2.  Then my doctor informed me I definitely need a "shingles vaccine."  So, I went to use my new prescription card and find out we have a deductible for that, too.  Welcome to Medicare!  But, everyone please get your "shingles vaccine."  It hits those of us over 60.  Charles has 3 friends who have had it within the past 2 months and they have suffered with it for quite a while.  Said they wish they had known they should have had the vaccine.

Happy Birthday to everyone turning 65 in June!

Teddie Jordan

Jimmie Lee, I had a case of shingles about 8 years ago, before they had a vaccine,  and I can tell you it is painful. I've heard that's it about as close to the pain of child birth as a man ever comes.

Gary Jorden's mom was a sweet and strong woman, and I have nothing but good memories of her when we were growing up. Quite a few years ago I called her trying to locate Gary, and we had a pleasant 10 or 15 minute phone conversation catching up. May she rest in peace!

Jimmy Brown '65

 Jimmie Lee Smith Brawner after reading you were going to

get a shingles vacine shot I called my doctor and the nurse

said none were available right . Then I called the pharmacy

and the told me the same thing. I am going to try again today. 

     Pirate Paige you are getting older just like the rest of us

but we are all young at heart.

    Hows the grits Beau I may have to try some real grits myself.

Happy Trails Til We Met Again!

John Burgess Webb

whats all this talk about old or older;this is just a phase we are going through.we grew up literally rocking and rolling,from the seat of an old dodge or a road warrior desoto.we know what cooks and we know the chefs.its up to us to salvage our culture.we aint old yet;there is plenty of use in the knowledge of our generation.you are now the consultants;you know what works and what doesnt.

humpty dumpty

Paige Talley (Meek)

 Old-er is getting better and better... that's my story and I am stickin' to it !!! 

     I always enjoyed the small print because it held such insite into the "real world". Now to get such insite I only have to listen to my Mother.

     Earlier in the day, Mom and I had a "come to Jesus" talk about her going to physical therapy. I told her if she refused to go then they would stop paying. I thought that statement would get her attention and she would quit balking at the treatment. Of course I knew that Medicare would quit paying and she would again be on Medicaid and the nursing home bill would be due.

     Well, last evening, after a grueling session at the retina specialist (we can no longer just go to the doctor) she was having a fitful time. As we talked, she reached down to rub the surgical scar from the hip surgery (remember, broken hip after she fell in her room). She told me that she might not recover from the car wreck and in an emphatic tone of voice... THEY WILL PAY !!! ... Oh well, if she goes to PT without gripping, I'm happy.

Least you think all my time is spent with MaMa, fear not! This pirate gets to enjoy life with fun and frolic; work and wondering... adventure at every turn.

Hugs, Paige

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey "pretty pirate paige",
your memory is just rebeling...I wouldnt talk yourself into senility just yet...We have been, for so long, remembering a thousand phone numbers, a million addresses, a jillion birthdays, a zillion names, worrying about our parents, and our children and our friends, and trying to stay in touch with those we love, ie classmates for life etc etc...sometimes it's overwhelming...our minds are just telling us, that it is not so important anymore to have to retain all that information...when I leave the house, at any time, I have to go back to make sure the garage doors are down, that I locked the back door, that everything is turned off inside, I have my cell phone, I have the letters I was suppose to mail, the grocery list, the coupons etc...I go back at least once, and sometimes 3 times or more...

when the time comes, you will remember your children and grandchildren, Teddie and Fran, Scotty and Lola et al, as will the rest of us...sometimes the state of our health supercedes our memory of the mundane, and sometimes the important things too...but you will find it coming back to you, in smaller packs of info....kind of like me and what day and time it is...got dozens of nice watches, and I really love watches, and would like to get another one, but i dont wear them...and I really dont care what day it is, let alone what time it is...since I really dont have to be anywhere specifically at any specified time...I awake, before dawn, everyday, if I've been to sleep, and go to sleep, or at least toss and turn when it gets dark...so, no watches needed there...Plus if there is something really important, my beloved will help me not forget...

I do remember to get my beloved ready for her work day, ie breakfast, lunch, and both her cell phones, and badge and laptop and any important papers, and put money in her purse, and car tank filled up and tires at proper pressure, back her car out of the garage and turn it around for her departure, and if it's a cold day, warm her car for her, cup O hot Joe in the cup holder...and to tell her how nice she looks, and how much I love her when she leaves for work everyday, and to make sure that I and my coffee cup are the last thing she sees when she drives away, and the first thing she sees when she gets home from her hard day at work...maybe someday, I will not remember to do all that...wont be my choice though...but when it was, I did remember...

Yeah, we still have a lot to remember...but somehow what we use to remember is not so important anymore...our bodies and minds have moved on into our so called "Golden years", whatever in the heck those are...it's just time to slow down a tad...so dont be so hard on yourself...just know that you are loved and special to a lot of family and friends...and God too...

DOUBLE CREASE !!!!!!! got a new pair o fancy pants for Sunday Go To Meeting, and they have a double crease on the right leg...Diane says you cant see it, but I CAN SEE IT, I KNOW IT'S THERE...wore em like that to our little country church in the city last Sunday...nobody said anything, but I could see the smirks and hear the snickers...(DW says I'm just being paranoid...I am not, I know there are people out to get me....)  DW says we can wash em and it should come out...WHAT IF IT DOESNT????  WHICH CREASE SHOULD I IRON DOWN?????  WILL I BE REJECTED BY SOCIETY???? A DOUBLE CREASE OUTCAST???? It really is important to me not to have a DC...oh well they are inexpensive and I got em at the VANITY FAIR IN  Hempstead...guess Pegasus and I can fly back up there...oh shucks...

Sunday Go to Meetin...had the usual 33 suspects...Mr and Mrs Theissen in attendance...I sure love seeing them there...Jim never fails to shake my hand, and talk to me about this or that, and give me info on interesting stuff,  and Ruby always gives me a kiss...they always make me feel good about being me...Thats worth going every Sunday...(they said it's ok to call em Jim and Ruby...but I call em Mr and Mrs anyway...sounds disrespectful if I dont, at least to my mind)

Gary, our condolences...We talked to Garys Mom in our dealing with Jordans Air, over the last 50 years...or more...took it for granted that she, and they would always be there, sort of like we do everything, like the CHUCK WAGON, sears candy counter, and the smell of popcorn throughout Sears...the lunch counter at WOOLWORTHS...Maddings and Dugans Drugstores, Mangum SuperValu, Kaplans, Harolds, and a seemingly thousand other things that have changed our lives, and have now disappeared...

Hey Paige, I loved hearing the sound of the storm also...it only rained about an hour, a short hour...but we take any rain we can get...think we got an inch or so, or at least thats how I'm gonna tell it...Hey Jimmie Lee, during the storm, I was typing on the computer, and due to the thunder and lightning, and all the scairdy cat cats, and a scairdy cat dog,I had a 22 pound cat on my lap, and one on my arms and keyboard, and Cat Jack nudging my elbow, making it difficult at best, to type....but I was doing just fine...my question, will I get extra credit for the adversity????? Seems to me, that would be a good thing to add to the Typing Final...a couple cats walking across the keyboard etc...

Time for my Beloved to be rolling up...Like to be in the driveway when she comes home...good to see her smile...
Keep the sun at your 6 and preferrably below 100 degrees, and ride boldly ride, AC on of course...Your frien and brother, Beau

Scotty Croom

made it to mo. tonight.....3 hr. delay yesterday on i30.....bad wreck...didn't get to little rock until 10p.....beau had grits last nite at waffle house...

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey Scotty, Lola...yall ok???? were the grits good???? were they real or instant or 5 min??? A grit connoisseur, like me, can tell...and remember, "no self respectin southerner uses instant grits"...
5 min grits are semi-ok, and you can really doctor them up and make all kinds O dishes...garlic and cheddar etc...problem with instant and 5 min or quick grits, is they come out "puddingy"...real 20 min grits dont...

My Beloved didnt make it home...she has choir tonight...has had choir on WEDNESDAY, EVERY WEDNESDAY, for the last 30 years that I have known her, even I have been in choir for a few years...still I forgot...oh well...no harm, no foul...Also no dinner..

AND TODAY WAS A REALLY BAD DAY...was gonna ride Pegasus, but decided to be cornstructive and productive instead...yeah, yall know how that works out...got the tractor out, out of gas...gas cans, plural, empty...close up the mountain and fetch some petrol...16 dollars for 4 and a half gallons...&^%$#&^$(* oil companies...and guvmint...
Get home, gas er up, air up the tars, saddle up, turn the key on...nothing happened...just click...Now, I'm a clever fellow, I know when you turn the key on, a circuit completes, turning the starter, in turn, turning the motor, firing the plugs etc etc, but this time, nada, zilch zero, nothing...

batt deadern a hammer...push the furshlerginer boat anchor into the garage, got to find my glasses, went in the house, forgot what I went in for, went back out, couldnt see, then remembered what I went in the house for...had to keep saying out loud to myself, "GET GLASSES, GET GLASSES", phone rings, forgot glasses, Oh lordy...finally get my eyes and then try to find a wreench to take the leads off batt...got umpteen million wreenches, and couldnt find one that fits...cause, it's metric, 11 MM...this tractor was built in 1987, and it's metric...finally find socket, but not a small enough drive for it...much ^%$@#%#^%#&$* mins later...gotter off and out of the tractor...close up the mountain, head to Sears...

Had to go around block, to see if I put garage doors down...get to sears, and for once, not have to wait for help...checked batt, not hold a charge...wonder why...it's only 24 years old...nah, dont know how old, but old...buy a new batt, and a new charger/starter on sale...my lucky day...I already have one, but it's up at the Country estate...gotta have two of everything...

Get home, put batt in, and starts right up...amazing what a new batt will do...decide, it is too hot and too late to mow...put tractor away...decide to crank up the ol ike generator...it cranks just fine...let er run 15 mins whilst I putter around garage...shuter off, put er up, reg grits are supposed to be in at Krolczyks in Hempstead...dont know if I can carry a case of grits on my bike, so I head up there in the truck...went round the block to see that I closed up the mountain...get to Krolczyks...NO GRITS...SUPPLIER WAS OUT...I was so sure, and so was Tracy, that the grits would be in today, didnt give em my number, or get their number...they say next Wednesday...gave em my number, got their number, waisted 5 gallons of gas, now the grits cost double because of it...just ruined my day no end...went home, put truck up, closed up the mountain, gave myself a good talkin too, took a well deserved nap...

A mind is terrible think to wit...

So, you see, it's not just Paiges memory thats locked up...tried to find the CONTROL, ALT, DELETE BUTTONS, but the good Lord didnt give us any...no restart...heavy sigh...

Ok, beloved home this time for sure...choir was short...maybe a late dinner now...GRITS????

YORE FRIEN OL...WHATISNAME...

Gloria Hornick (Walker)

Oh, Beau!  What a day you had!  And we all have them from time to time.

I hope Diane realizes how special she is to have someone like you to take care of her as she leaves in the mornings.  My husband is really sweet, and does many wonderful things for me, but I am pretty much on my own in the morning.  

Hope everyone out there is enjoying all this hot!  We were in Colorado for a week recently, and had to buy sweatshirts because we did not take enough warm clothes.  It is hard to remember that now, though, that we have been back a few days.  The snow banks were really beautiful, even saw a few snow flurries.  I would still not trade our summers here for their winters.  Our friends there had a barn roof and chimney collapse from the weight of the snow.  Oh, well, to each his own! 

Richard Meek '65

Hey DOD, since you do all that circling and checking, how about swinging by my casa and making sure the garage door is down? You've got your explanation of loss of memory way to complicated. Although it is very eloquently stated. I think our hard drives are just overloaded. probably just need to frack our hard drives and get everything organized. I guess I'm going to have to tract down some real Grits too. I don't even remember what they taste like it's been so long since I've had any real ones. I don't even bother to order them at breakfast places because what they serve is just slop, in my opinion.

If any of you folks need some consultation on understanding Medicare and all the options a long time friend of mine, who lives in the neighborhood, is a specialist at that. When I start getting signed up later this year he's who I'll go to. I've referred several friends to him and they've all chosen to do business with him. So if you need a name and tele. # let me know.

Burge, your thoughts about us being consultants is right on. It's our job to pass on knowledge we have due to experience to the younger folks. There's also some things we can learn from the younger folk. You always have to keep an open mind.

Rich LH

Everyday is a gift, unwrap it!

Beau Wann, Jr.

FRACK THE HARD DRIVES???? Is that legal???  I'd like to frack my hard drive, rat upside it's frackin head...I just typed a semi-long dissertation, and VOILA it be done frackin disappeared...well frack...

Just fracked the yard with the frackin lawnmower...took 3 frackin hours...frackin weedeater is frackin broke...oh goody...I love it when things break...

Methinks we need a meeting of the WABEC...then we can talk about all this frackin stuff...lets meet somewhere cool, like above the arctic circle...Ol Wayne Lake is up there now, in Minnesoooooota...bein cool...Isay he needs to come back down here and suffer withthe rest of us...best of us...festavus...

Hey Rich the Lh...you sure you got that frackin right???? Sprackin the frackin???? Notice how well I incorporate idears and language together...

Guess I will close now...got to frack my hard drive and take a nap...maybe I'll just chunk it down stairs...not my nap, the frackin hard drive...

In the absence of a good grape snowcone, I posted the above picture...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz