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John Burgess Webb

yo beau,sounds like the movie 'the money pit" at your house.that was one modern flick that i did laugh at;not much coming out of hollywood any more.i still enjot the old flicks though,when there was some art to them,the good guys won and the moral was usually clear ie:'on the waterfront' etc.i went to see a play here at the a &m theater a couple of years ago;they did a pretty good rendention of 'the lion in winter' and it so reminded me of how little in human nature changes.the poorest of us here actually live better than royalty did then.i remember in one scene in the movie where king henry had to break the ice off the water in a dish to wash his face.no central heat in those old castles;most of us live better than kings back then.just something to think about-or not.there is snow on the ground outside right now and im thankful for the central heat and my warm cover a.k.a. magellion canvas sleeping bag.hot water too.rain is supposed to come up from the south about noon and i plan to sleep until morning;my days are turned around again and i just have to let it roll.i cant stay up a couple of days like i used to.no mission,no cause.i guess i could study algebra or calculus or laticies and vector spaces again but it makes my head hurt to roll an angle in three dimentional space.or try to calculate a double reverse helical curve like the high bridge over the ship chanel.next time you cross over the ship channel on 610 think about how it twists in an almost unperceptable way;a thing of beauty right under your nose.its built that way for harmonics and strength.houston has one of the finest freeway systems in the world,something we fail to notice at 80+mph getting to where we think we must be in such a hurry.i used to love to drive the freeways when i was younger,relaxing in my chariot behind 350 prime horses and smoking mother nature ;feeling like a king with my queen by my side.privaliged while soaking in the persuit of happiness,surveying the work of my hands that remain all over the beautiful city of houston.fom high-rises to the houston zoo.at times intergrating what some called the impossible;sometimes confronting union intimidation and making sabotaged work fit into place.people die on construction jobs just like in war,sometimes by accident or a push,a knife,or a hammer.whatever it takes,"the show must go on".one thing is just about like another;its a very complicated world we live in and those who pull the strings really dont have a clue what true power is.it lives in the hearts of very ordinary men and women who posses a faith and truth that creates and moves on in the face of any reckless ambition or maniacle force that inslaves the human spirit;from the overworked secretary under a tyranical boss or a tired rodbuster who has just had enough and makes a laughing stock out of a cruel and brutal superentedant.there is no political thing here."there is nothing new under the sun" as king soloman said-"vanity-all is vanity".

this is to the rodbuster,with the aching back and the heart of steel.god bless you brother.

the surveyor

Wayne Lake

Beau,

You may have hit  the head  on the nail.

As Mark Twain once said, “if you don't read the news, you are uninformed. If you read the news, you are misinformed!”

I'm goin down to the Butler Museum if  it's open today to observe the othe talents of the Wann clan.........  

wtl

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey Burge, I was a "rodbuster" for about 3 years...NOW, THAT'S A HARD JOB...also climbed the tall steel during that period...I call that my "iron" period, or "black and blue" eyether one...cause I was black and  blue pretty much of the time...it was a scary job to say the least...almost got killed a time or two, but the good Lord was a looking out for me, as he has always done, and continues to do...

Last couple of big buildings I worked on was the Twelve Oaks Medical Tower in Greenway Plaza...worked for United Elevator at the time...one worker stuck his head in the elevator shaft, to look down to the next floor, and he should a been lookin up, cause an elevator was coming down, and cut his head off...not a pretty sight...OSHA had a field day after that...Worked on the Pennzoil Building, and it wasnt even out of the ground yet, when there was one killed and 13 injured...Glad I didnt have to spend a lifetime being an Ironworker, like my dad and his brothers and their dad and all their kith an kin...by the time I quit and jined up with the Dial Tone Factory (Ma Bell), I could climb those steel columns like my dad and uncles et al...it's kinda like "coonin" em, only straight up...

Hey Wayne, on Saturday night, at the Butler museum, they have Movie and skit night...folks dress up in period costume and put on a play of sorts...movie is probably John Wayne vintage...they have a couple a posters of "The Duke" , er uh life size cutouts...I tried to date the photo to determin which movie it was from...didnt have much luck, didnt try very hard eyether, but it'll come to me directly...The Butler Museum is on Cordell street, just off Wisconsin and Main, or FM518...methinks...well, you can look it up on the internet...It's a dang site better directory than I am...OH, they have a bar and food too...or at least they did last Thursday...

I'm like you Burge, I like the old movies...saw the one you mentioned, and it was good...The only thing I dont like in a movie is when ANIMALS ARE BEING DEPICTED AS being KILLED OR HURT...I walked out of "DANCES WITH WOLVES"  for that reason...great movie, but when they shot his wolf friend I went to the lobby...I read the book before I saw the movie, and reading about it is different than actually THINKING you are seeing it...they killed Chico his horse too...nope, aint gonna watch that, real or imagined...I know, they have a disclaimer at the end saying no animals were hurt whilst they filmed it etc blah blah blah...It looked like they REALLY shot the wolf, because of his reaction to the bullet...looked like it hit his backbone...At least they are treating the horses and livestock better than in the old cowboy movies...to get the horses to fall down, they would jerk a rope up and trip em...that was great wasnt it...idiots...

What a morning to stay in bed...workers showed up, but it started raining hard, so they left again...good, I wont have to listen to all that hammerin and  answer the door...

Guess I'll take a nap before me and Cooper go to school...As much as I like to share Cooper with folks, especially the kids, I dont think I will continue with THREE schools next fall...just one...it is kinda hard on me physically, and Cooper will be 8 years old...hard to believe we will have had him 5 years...everyday seems like the first day for some reason...I guess because he has never changed from the moment we got him to now...an angel in a dog suit for sure...

I'm going to the MASTODON (formerly Pachyderm)  meeting tomorrow morning for breakfast and to hear what Ken has to say, and to see my good friend and brother Richard...you know, I just had to mess with the name Pachyderm dont you???? They have a great breakfast also too...and you will get to see me and Rich...but then, if you go to fudds, you will get to see me there, and twice in one day, might be a bit much...I promise not to boil any eggs at the MASTODON meeting and at Fudds...Unless Teddie makes the coffee without a caraffe...

Lloyd, you ate the chocolate candy you were suppose to give to your wife???? Guilty here too...we had one Mounds bar left in the Lance Peanut Jar, and we usually split the goodies in the Mounds pack...Having two pieces in the mounds bar, is just perfect for lovers like Me and DW...I love sharing with her, and others too...
Well, as luck would have it, having mentioned Mounds here on the forum, got me hankerin for another mounds...AND, I had already eaten my allotment/share...all that was left was DWs...I just couldnt stand it, so I ate hers...(shame on me)...the devil made me do it...She looked for it, and exclaimed, "what happend to the other mounds bar"..."What?" says I playing dumb...as you can imagine, playing dumb comes a mite natural to me..."Did you eat the other Mounds" she said...I thought I detected a slight quiver in her voice, and that did it, I fessed up and raced to the store and bought a case of Mounds just for my beloved...aint love grand???

Ok, I was gonna take a nap before me and Coop embark on our journey into higher education...
Stay warm and dry...and safe...and share a mounds or almond joy with someone, it'll make you feel good in more ways than one...

Your frien and coconut brother...DOD

Teddie Jordan

Just back from a weekend of blue collar labor in suburban Freer, Texas. Spent a full day Saturday catching up on chores. After a morning of miscellaneous jobs got my nearly 50 year old Farmall tractor going. But only after about 2 hours of working on it and servicing everything, 7 gallons of hydraulic fluid, 15 gallons diesel, two cartridges of grease, etc.. Something about riding that old loud vibrating behemoth and mowing a couple of areas that is therapeutic for me. I do some of my best thinking on it. Those 4 or 5 hours restored my mental health, for a least a short time anyway. Although I did end up wishing I had a jacket on as the wind started blowing and the clouds moved in.

Wayne, I really enjoyed the information about your experiences in Trinidad. And Burge and Steve and Beau and Lloyd, your contributions all made me smile and contemplate. It seems that we have shaken our collective first of the year lethargy about getting on this forum and it is truly enjoyable to hear from everyone.

We are hoping to make it to Fudd's tomorrow, Good Lord willing and the creeks don't rise.

Wayne Lake

Beau, I visited the Butler Longhorn Museum in League City this am and was very impressed with Kathy Winkler’s artwork – her art skills may even rival your writing skills. Some of her displayed art is priced for sale at reasonable prices and I was told her show will last about four months.  The docent lady said she was from Virginia but from the looks of her art (Longhorns, Brahmas and buffalo), she must of spent a lot of time in Texas.  

Teddie, if you have any space left on the “I love me wall” of your man cave, maybe you could get Kathy to paint your steer for you.  The museum has a nice collection of dried longhorn skulls with polished horns hanging from the ceiling and they had Lyle Lovett playing in the background. All in all, it’s well done and a pretty nice venue.   Google Butler Museum for details.  

Butler was in the cattle drive business in the 1870’s when about 10,000,000 Texas longhorn cattle were rounded up, driven to Kansas, loaded on trains and shipped to stockyards and meat hungry folks back East and North. Then, after getting rich from the cattle drives, he must of started feeling guilty and tried to restore the breed.

Origin of the Longhorn:

Evidently, immediately after Columbus returned to Spain,they started a colonization process (before any missions were established) of the Americas along the shores of the Gulf of Mexico by dropping horses and cattle at the mouths of rivers and bays – sort of Noah’s voyage in reverse. It appears that both species prospered in Texas (probably the reason for the name Wild Horse Desert in South Texas) as the horses were so numerous that within a few years, Northern plains Indians such as the Blackfeet were traveling all the way from Montana and Canada to gather horses for barter for women and other prizes.  Later on, Texas cowboys called them Spanish ponies as referenced by the famous trail rider, writer and Pinkerton detective, Charlie Siringo’s book title “Fifteen Years on the Hurricane Deck of a Spanish Pony”.  

The Longhorns may have evolved from the Andalusia type cattle which were used in Spain’s Bull Fights as they have horns but not so long – maybe when they had so much room to roam in Texas and needed protection from predators, the horns simply grew to fit the space and need. As usual, I’m exercising some Texas poetic license at this point. Maybe Pecos Bill used a 10’ rattle snake for a bull whip too!

If you come to League City to visit the museum, gimme a shout and I’ll show you where they keep the cold beer.

Still from League City and hope to see you’all at Fudds on V-day……..     

wtl

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey Wayne, glad you made it to the Museum...I had no idear that it was down there until Kathy told me...I figured it would be somewhere in west texas or south texas...and what a coinkydink, that was one of the questions, or answers on Jeopardy..."Where is the Butler Longhorn museum located"???? what a no brainer, TEXAS OF COURSE...

Your explanation of where longhorns came from, is as good a one as I have heard...beats mine...I thought that they came over after the great flood with Noah, on the Nissan , the Pinto and the Santa Gertrudis...there was a fourth ship...hmmmm, what was it's name....concordia??? Nope, that ones sitting on it's side in the Med...what ever will they do with that billion dollar ship??? Who could they sell it to???? There doesnt seem to be much call for a ship that wont float, and is doing the lean... Wonder if she was insured with Lloyds of London, or maybe Georgi boy Soros insured it with Progressive...I hope so...I wonder if thats the same captain that abandoned the one off the african coast a few years back...he and the crew left with all passengers still aboard the sinking ship...one of the entertainers helped get all off safely...that ship went to the bottom...when does the captain ever lose his license????

If Teddie cant get Kathy to paint his Longhorns, I will paint them...I wonder what color would be a good one for longhorns...I kinda like the way they are now, but different strokes and all...how about zebra stripes???? that seems to be all the rage nowadays with the tweeners...hmmm, a longhorn zebra...It would be easy for Teddie to locate them on his place, just look for a couple of tons of  black and white stripes...should I paint the horns too???

Ok, getting my clothes ready for the Mastodon meeting in the early morn...gonna dress up in my sunday go to meeting clothes...then, we get to go to Fudds...I love 2nd tuesdays...well, all other days above ground are good too, but Tuesdays I get to be with a lot of good folks...

Cooper had school today...I dropped the leash whilst we were strolling down a very wide hall, and he saw the librarian and other staff members and let out his "Elvis is in the building" barks, and bounded after them...why does everyone wear black???? He furred them all up...of course, they were guilty of loving on him, and he just was in heaven...I wish everyone in the whirld could see him and share the love he has to give...Gonna take him to church Feb 26th for a time with the kiddos there...and a party afterwards...he just loves parties...me too...

Gonna try to go to sleep early tonight so I will be fresh for any answer and question sessions at the Mastodon meeting in the Morn...I just saw where they found two MAMMOTHS head to head with tusks locked in mortal combat...in 1962...wonder why I hadnt heard about it till now...did none of you think to call me and inform me of this phenomenal phind???? I woulda liked to have known about it all these years...maybe I did, and just forgot...nah, I'da remembered something like that...I remember when they...hmmmm, I forgot, but I know THEY did something...

Say goodnight Gracie...Goodnight Gracie!!!!

Bernd Joachim Tonat

Have a nice time at fudds tonight! It's warm in Berlin now, about zero centigrades, last two weeks we had down to minus 20° C. But it is fun jogging on icy lakes and and thru snowy forests (just a few inches of snow this year). Weekend we are checking ice on the Baltic Sea, got a hotel on the Ruegen island wih view to the sea from our bed. Perhaps we will have a visit to Danmark, the ferryboat does't take very long. Ruegen is about three hours from Berlin.

Time to go to bed here

bjt

John Burgess Webb

bernd,from what you describe,pictures of idelic beauty comes to mind.we only had a couple of inches of snow on sunday here in texarkana  but it was enough to cover the pines and the countryside.ive only seen photos of the mountains in your region and films of germany in winter always make me long for the forests and lakes of germany and switzerland.what a way to unwind and gain perspective.the closest ive come to that is in durango colorado;"the swiss village of the rockies",nesseled in the san jaun mountains.enjoy your trip and allow us to vicarariously enjoy with some pictures.always enjoy your pictures.

burgess

Beau Wann, Jr.

FUDDS...Absolutely as good a crowd of folks as it gets...my thanks to all that attended, you all make it worthwhile going, even when a body feels bad...this will be short...yeah yeah yeah, when have I ever been short on a response???? Happy Birthday to all you good folks that have birthdays this month...Oh, I missed my Pachyderm meeting this morn, because I got my times wrong...meets one day a month, and I cant even get that right...I was so mad at myself, just ruined my day, and then I went to Fudds, and all is well once again...Not getting my nap in, because of all the hammering from the siding crew...sure be glad when they are through...gonna have a mess to clean up, and lots of caulking and painting...I was gonna paint it with a brush, or roller, until Jimmy H gave me a good idear...airless power sprayer...I forgot they were still around...I can do that...

Ok, time to go to sleep, or a facsimile thereof...probably just doze in a chair with a cat on my lap...
your frien and coconut brother,     DOD

Wayne Lake

After seeing a bunch of my old friends at Fudds this week I began to think ABOUT GROWING OLDER..............

First ~Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.

Second ~ The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.

Third ~ Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me; I want people to know why I look this way.  I've traveled a long way, and some of the roads weren't paved.

Fourth ~ When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.

Fifth ~ You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.

Sixth ~ I don't know how I got over the hill without getting to the top.

Seventh ~ One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it's such a nice change from being young.

Eighth ~ One must wait until evening to see how splendid the day has been.

Ninth ~ Being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.

Tenth ~ Long ago, when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft.  Today it's called golf. 

And, finally ~ If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you're old.

 Observations from the League City Elder Care facility,

wtl

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

We had a great Valentine fun night at Fudd's - I'll post the pictures today.

Thanks for all my wonderful birthday wishes - and a Happy Birthday to all my birthday buddies - Beverly Hengst, Gary Moseley and Gary Thorp - we're kicking up our heels and celebrating! 

Hugs,

J

Teddie Jordan

Wayne that's good stuff. After Tuesday night at Fudd's it's obvious that beer is still an exception to to the Second one for us!

Thanks.

Wayne Lake

Ok, no response except from Teddie, so well here’s some of my favorite cowboy humor:

Will Rogers, who died in a 1935 plane crash, was one of the greatest political sages this country has ever known. Some of his sayings:

1. Never slap a man who's chewing tobacco.

2. Never kick a cow chip on a hot day.

3. There are two theories to arguing with a woman.  Neither works.

4. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

5. Always drink upstream from the herd.

6. If you find yourself in a hole, stop digging.

7. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it and put it back into your pocket.

8. There are three kinds of men: The ones that learn by reading. A few who learn by observation, the rest of them have to pee on the electric fence and find out for themselves (From wtl: I didn’t think they had electric fences before 1935 but it sounds like about right and I actually heard of this happening on at neighbor’s place near Hockley about 40 years ago)

9. Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

10. If you're riding' ahead of the herd, take a look back every now and then to make sure it's still there.

11. Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier'n puttin' it back.

12. After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring. He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him.  The moral: When you're full of bull, keep your mouth shut – wtl: maybe I should heed this one.

 wtl

Scotty Croom

just got home from va..sugery bwent well..get patch off tomorrow pm...

Richard Meek '65

Good afternoon Waltripians. Even though it isn't raining today it really feels good to have Houston being Houston recently. I didn't like being like Arizona last summer.

Scotty glad to hear that your procedure proceeded correctly.

Wayne, a couple of quotes attributed  to Will Rogers that are favorites of mine:

When asked what political party he belonged to he replied."I'm not a member of an organized political party. I'm a Democrat."

During the Great Depression he was asked if he lost any money in the stock market. He replied"I don't invest in the stock market. I'm more interested in the return of my money than the return on my money."

A very good gathering of friends at Fudd's on Tuesday night. Due to it being Valentine's Day or because the Waltrip Alumni were there (causation is yet to be determined) Fudd's was a Happening Place!

kEEP ON DANCING,

Rich LH

Dance Like No One is Watching

Gloria Hornick (Walker)

Happy Birthday to all the birthday people - Jackie, both Garys, and Beverly.  Hope you all are having a special time!  Enjoyed Wayne's posts and was glad to hear Scotty is doing well after his procedure.  I really enjoy seeing what you all put on here and wish I were better at expressing myself.  Guess I just don't have much to write about, but you all keep it up.  And a big thanks to Jackie for getting this all set up and keeping it going!

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Gloria, thanks for birthday wish and we all enjoy hearing from you!  Just a Hi makes everyone's day!  And that goes for everyone else that might be just readers and not writers.  Let us hear from you - even if it is just a few little words - it always warms our hearts to hear from our classmates!

And thanks to BroBeau, Burge, Richard, Wayne, Susan, Paige, Gloria, Kay, Teddie, Scotty, Lloyd, Bernd, Steve,  and others that keep this forum ALIVE and interesting and funny and we can even share our sad moments!  If you don't already know, we are all here to support and share and care and love and hug each other!

Lots of hugs and love,

J

Leonard Anthony

from looking at the yearbook on this site a girl is named as Dianne Lynne Jaenecke is listed. I remember a Chylene Jaenecke. does anyone remember her and what happened to her.

Robert Derrick

Wayne, Teddie Jackie RH and All

As far as #6 goes, I think I must have tunneled under the hill, because I never saw the top. Oh, and I enjoy coconut milk in my coffee. Low cal, low carb, no sugar, Does that mean I might die?

Wayne Lake

OK, I've got two more before Jackie bans this ol' fisherman for his lack of discretion..........................

Death of a Fisherman 

Jennifer's husband Tim, an avid fisherman, died suddenly one day... When she went to take care of the funeral arrangements, the local undertaker asked her how she wanted the obituary to read.........

Jennifer asked, "Whats the cost?"

"A Dollar per word," replied the undertaker

"Okay," Jennifer said  "I want it to read 'Tim is dead'."

The undertaker responded, "I'm so sorry but there is a six word minimum."

Jennifer thought for a second and then said, "Okay, Let's have the obituary say 'Tim is Dead, Boat for Sale'."

A Couple goes to the Holyland

A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While they were there, the wife passed away.

The undertaker told the husband,"You can have her shipped home for $5,000, or you can bury her here, in the Holy Land for $150." The man thought about it and told him he would just have her shipped home. The undertaker asked, "Why would you spend $5000 to ship your wife home?"
 

The man replies, "Long ago a man died here, was buried here, and 3 days later he rose from the dead, I just can't take that chance."

wtl 

Teddie Jordan

Scotty that's great news. Good luck tomorrow.

Leonard, she was in the class of '63 and I remember her but haven't heard since high school. I wish someone in '63 would step up and hit the ball like Jackie did and start a website. Being a mid termer I was good friends with alot of that class and would love to catch up with them. I did see where they have started a website for planning their 50th reunion so maybe that will lead to something more permanent.

Beau Wann, Jr.

Yaaa Wayne, got to chuckle at something other than my stuff...got one from Groucho Marxs..."saw an elephant in my pajamas last night, how he got there I'll never know"...babumpbump
I woulda got on before now, but the siding guys have been wreaking havoc with stuff...there are two copper freon tubes going up the inside of an outside wall from the outside units...yup, you guessed it, they hit them both with numerous nails...only at my house...had to get the AC people out, to the tune of 2000.00dollars...I told the siding people, that comes off their bill...lordy lordy lordy, I HATE REMODELING...OMGOSH...I am a nervous wreck with all the hammering and stuff...I do get to leave a few hours a day to take cooper to his schools...I havent had a nap all week...I NEED A NAP DANGIT...

Ok, Jimmy H was telling me how to boil eggs at Fudds...well, not actually boil an egg AT FUDDS, we were at Fudds and he told me the trick to boiling an egg...You boil the water first, and then put the eggs in and turn the fire off and let them sit for 20 minutes...I read this in the paper also, just forgot about it.
Ok, the day after Fudds, I'm gonna boil some eggs...I only have 2 left...I destroyed the other half dozen in my foray into Mr. Clausens explosive whirld of science...SO, I have to make this count with only two eggs left...

Instructions: Get Pan...check...fill with water...check...put said pan and water on stove...check...so far so good...
Now, at this particular point, I get distracted by a cat...imagine that...a cat? no, me getting distracted!!!

I set the timer, and duct tape it to my right ear, seeing as how my left ear is now defunct, or otherwise stone deef...I stroll into the library, which is just off the kitchen, in fact I can see the stove from where I am sitting,,,Ha, aint nothing to this egg boiling mystery...time passes...DING goes the timer...AH HA says I...where the heck is that bell ringing, and why...OH YEAH, I GOT EGGS A BERLIN...So, I march hautely into mine kitchen, and check on the eggs, and they are just sitting there...water not boiling, nothing...where the hell am I, Denver..."WHY ISNT THIS WATER BOILING" I scream at the stove...I can tell the stove is not likeing me at all...it also appears, that I have drawn an audience...5 of the 6 cats are on the bar and surrounding counters, staring at me...Jack and Cooper are staring at me..."QUIT STARING AT ME" , I shout...Cooper goes back and lays down, but the rest of the crowd aint moving...they know a good show when they see one...

"Ok", says I, "just dont say a word" at which point, Peaches says "Meow" and I might add, just a little disrespectful...I turn away from my audience and glare at the stove..."uh oh" I thought...seems you have to ACTUALLY turn on the burner to get water to boil...who woulda thought...but, I have an excuse, I flunked algebra...yeah I did, I know it's hard to believe, but I did...but, just barely, I might add...
So, check the water with my finger, just to make sure it was still cold...I know, I know, what if it had boiled? Well, my finger would be in the ice maker about now, but fortunately the water WAS still cold...

I turn the flippin burner on, or is it I flip the flippin burner on? No matter, FIREUH, DUM DUM DUM DUM DUM DUM, FIREUH...who did that song??? Ok, got the flippin burner a burner, pan full of water firmly ensconsed on the flippin burnin burner...eggs just a waitin to dive into some boiling water...set the timer on my right ear...
back to the library, to finish looking at a recipe book from Southern Living...(like I'm really gonna follow the instructions and cook something edible)...really getting into this recipe book, and was interrupted by some stupid dinging in my right ear...OH YEAH...I got water boiling on the stove....I saunter hautely into the kitchen, and check the pan, and...WHERE DID THE WATER GO???? what the hell???? "GROUNDHOG DAY"!!!!!!!

Well, that was just test water anyway...the real stuff will be going into the pan soon, as in now...fill the pan back up, make sure the burner is on, set the pan on the burnin burner, and lean against the counter...I AM GOING TO WATCH THE DANG WATER BOIL....I KNOW, I KNOW, A WATCHED POT NEVER BOILS...but it will today...so I watch it, but out of the corner of my eye...I pretend I am doing something else like cleaning the sink, and stuff like that...I have my eye on that pan o water...WELL GLORY HALLALUJIA, THE WATER IS BOILING...why do I have water boiling???? Oh, yeah, now I remember, as my eyes catch two white orbs de chicken...so, I grab up the eggs, and plunk em into the boiling water..".what was that sound"? I'm thinking..."was that a CRACK I heard" says me...yup, that was deffinetly a crack...now I got "egg drop soup"
well, maybe it wont hurt the eggs too much...they wouldnt have cracked if the water had been deeper, say like a 55 gallon drum...lord I cant even imagine trying to get a 55 gallone drum of water to boil...

I turn the burner off, and let the eggs sit in the boiling water about 10 minutes, meanwhile, I lost my audience...good, the ungrateful brats...
Ok, I find a slutted spoon to scoop out my delectable delights, only there sure is a lot of egg that has escaped the shell...yup, egg drop soup...I try to peel the eggs, or at least take whatever shell is left, off...the yolks are runny!!!! eggs not cooked enough...I take the shells off and give em to Jack and Cooper...I am never gonna get a boiled egg ever again, am I ! ! ! !   I am like a junkie, I HAVE TO HAVE A BOILED EGG, AND NOW!!!! I drive to K rogers, and purchase a bag of previously boiled eggs...they only come half dozen to a bag, and are 2.79 for 6 eggs...I got to have em, I'd pay any price...

I get em home, and they are about the size of a quail egg...what, we got miniature chickens now???...I salt and pepper a couple of em, and man they are delicious...not as good as if I had cooked them, but edible...doesnt seem much of a chance of me ever getting to cook a successful boiled egg, but I will try again at some later date...My beloved comes home, and says," you want me to boil some eggs for you"? 
"I would love for you to, but the stove and fireuh and pan and water and eggs are all in cahoots against me having a boiled egg..."

She whups out the pan and eggs, and voila, BOILED EGGS...Well, she does have her Masters degree, and I have a lowly old non algebraic associates degree...

Guess I will sign off for now...
Your frien and bretheren..."CHICKENS FEAR ME"   dod

Lloyd Pond

Planning on going to the 63 reunion in Sept..and of course the mini reunion of our class in April. Remember

Chylene I liked her.. went to Garden Oaks Elem. Hope she is well!  I'm shivering today but enjoying the rain. Ferrell sez "Just turn up the heater" but I got on my knit cap and bathrobe on over my clothes. No shave today, I like not having to shave every day. 

Ferrell and I went to The Cheesecake Factory for Valentines....no too good in my opion. I hear you can but the cheesecake at Sams for about the same price as one piece at the restaurant. But we had lots of chocolate at home so all was good.

Love and kisses to all

James Hilsher '65

beau,put the eggs in and when water boils,turn it off and let sit for10n minutes.

Lloyd Pond

OK, back from dinner. Ferrell sez,"Take that hat off at the table. You look creepy." I took it off and blood must have returned to the brain, I membered another story from the old days.

Back there at Garden Oaks, was it fourth grade? everyone was getting these shiny metal disks with their name engraved on it. Probably from Woolworths.I was probably one of the last to get one. Then I find out, you are suposed to trade it with a girl and wear her name disk around your neck. Well that would mean talking rather than hitting or pulling hair. Gee, what am I going to do? I watched the girls playin jacks on the sidewalk. Mary Ann already had Dons or Charles. I watched the girls playing at recess. Look how far Chylene can kick that ball! OK Chylene will be the one. All afternoon I tried to think how to ask. I was nervous. The bell rang school was out.. I ran for the bike rack. No, I must go back and ask Chylene will you wear my disk? I walked down the covered sidewalk to the front of the school. And there she was. Sitting on a bench waiting for a ride home. She had long braids and she looked so nice. Come on, Lloyd. Just ask. I got closer and closer. I don't think she had noticed me staring. Just as I opened my mouth to ask, she jumps up and starts running toward her parent's car. No, wait! Chylene.stop! She was a fast runner. I yelled out the question, as I ran trying to keep up. But whether she heard or not there was no reply. Or maybe I did not want to hear No. She jumped in the car and was gone. Later , my friend Walter Etie, laughed at my experience. 'I think I will ask, Ferrell tomorrow." he said. Hmm ...Ferrell? I thought. That red haired girl? Why did I not think of her?