My OperaA COPY OF SOMETHING I POSTED ON CLASSMATES
Thursday, July 8, 2010 11:01:49 PM
Liles Henery says that maybe we should encourage each other to post pictures and "say something to each other" on here. So, lets do it folks!
To be honest I can not remember faces very well, but I do remember lots of names, perhaps a name with a "THEN" picture would jog my memory. I had a lot of fun in Searcy from the third grade on through the seventh with many of you, older or younger. I call my High School days the "Dark Ages" as I skipped the entire last two periods of the eigth grade because I did not make the final cut for the football team. LOL! Instead of signing up for study hall and PE, I just wandered around town. It was fun till I got caught, flunked the 8'th grade after I was caught, that is why I was a year behind my class of 65. Worst, My mom sent me to Morris School the next year to repeat the 8 th grade. Great day, those brothers got my attention quickly, and I went from a D\F to A\B student in about the first month out there.
I used to fight with Scott Bell and Buz Bolden (?) at church, never exchanged blows, we all just assumed the posture until a grown up intervened; but at Morris School someone whipped my butt daily until I decided it would better to die than cower. So I learned to land some blows. LOL, I needed that year out there in the sticks.
The next year when U were in the 10th grade, I lived with my father in Pasadena, Tx. until my grandmother died in Feb or Mar, then Dad sent me back to Searcy to live with my mom.
Man things were good then for the rest of that year and the 11 th grade for me, 12 th for U. Heck, I fell in love four or five times, wrote poetry and wanted to get married to my final HS honey, but I needed to make money. So, off I went and joined the good old Navy while most of you went to college.
Heck, I made it thru boot camp and was on my way to Viet Nam on the USS Kitty Hawk, when my I received that most dreaded of things from my "wife to be", Dear John. Ha, Ha, it is funny now, but at the time, I went bonkers.
Everything worked out great though, I even have a 16 YO daughter at this time as well as a 40 and 35 YO daughter and four fine grandchildren, to boys and two girls. And not let me forget mention two of the greatest sons-in-law one could hope for, although one of them and I are not speaking at the moment because he bought my baby girl a motor cycle which I do not want her to DO\RIDE. I told him I was gona take her back, so he is, understandably, upset. Ha! Ur a DAD for life.
I love Facebook my link is, http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=100000882156966 so copy and paste it and join the fun. Of cours, I have no idea if you will see that link because Classmates is so ... but a search for David Christopher will get you close, there are many of us so look for my mug.
Many of us are on there including Liles Heney, Sharron and Jimmy Norris, and Don Price. Those are the only ones I have as friends at the moment. I enjoy their comments, as well as, viewing their photo albums that they have uploaded. Another thing I like about Facebook is we can see everything from our smart phones or iPod touches. I try to get Clasmates on the iPod or my Blackberry and it is just a waist of time because Classmates is too graphics intensive and takes forever to load.
I have said my two cents worth, I'd love to see some friend request on Facebook. Come on ya'll lets get with the times, for free, I might add.
PS I am still looking for Monty Coon Duncan, he shook my hand and welcomed me back warmly when I came back from Pasadena; Sharron Baker, who I was in love with in the sixth grade, I say her in the Dallas airport when I came back from Nam the first time in '66, she was a stewardess for Braniff Airlines at the time: Steve Murphy who left us in the middle of the Sixth grade. I'd like to know how things went for Bobby Davis and Martha "Du ah tay". As I had to be a farm hand on Dr Rodgers farm I'd also like to find out about my best friend form there Robert Cowen, but the schools were integrated, so I do not remember what the Black school was called and can not figure out how to get in touch with him. He had a brother that worked with us named Milton.
I am going to copy and paste this into my Opera Blog which is accessible from Facebook so more people might see it.
To be honest I can not remember faces very well, but I do remember lots of names, perhaps a name with a "THEN" picture would jog my memory. I had a lot of fun in Searcy from the third grade on through the seventh with many of you, older or younger. I call my High School days the "Dark Ages" as I skipped the entire last two periods of the eigth grade because I did not make the final cut for the football team. LOL! Instead of signing up for study hall and PE, I just wandered around town. It was fun till I got caught, flunked the 8'th grade after I was caught, that is why I was a year behind my class of 65. Worst, My mom sent me to Morris School the next year to repeat the 8 th grade. Great day, those brothers got my attention quickly, and I went from a D\F to A\B student in about the first month out there.
I used to fight with Scott Bell and Buz Bolden (?) at church, never exchanged blows, we all just assumed the posture until a grown up intervened; but at Morris School someone whipped my butt daily until I decided it would better to die than cower. So I learned to land some blows. LOL, I needed that year out there in the sticks.
The next year when U were in the 10th grade, I lived with my father in Pasadena, Tx. until my grandmother died in Feb or Mar, then Dad sent me back to Searcy to live with my mom.
Man things were good then for the rest of that year and the 11 th grade for me, 12 th for U. Heck, I fell in love four or five times, wrote poetry and wanted to get married to my final HS honey, but I needed to make money. So, off I went and joined the good old Navy while most of you went to college.
Heck, I made it thru boot camp and was on my way to Viet Nam on the USS Kitty Hawk, when my I received that most dreaded of things from my "wife to be", Dear John. Ha, Ha, it is funny now, but at the time, I went bonkers.
Everything worked out great though, I even have a 16 YO daughter at this time as well as a 40 and 35 YO daughter and four fine grandchildren, to boys and two girls. And not let me forget mention two of the greatest sons-in-law one could hope for, although one of them and I are not speaking at the moment because he bought my baby girl a motor cycle which I do not want her to DO\RIDE. I told him I was gona take her back, so he is, understandably, upset. Ha! Ur a DAD for life.
I love Facebook my link is, http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=100000882156966 so copy and paste it and join the fun. Of cours, I have no idea if you will see that link because Classmates is so ... but a search for David Christopher will get you close, there are many of us so look for my mug.
Many of us are on there including Liles Heney, Sharron and Jimmy Norris, and Don Price. Those are the only ones I have as friends at the moment. I enjoy their comments, as well as, viewing their photo albums that they have uploaded. Another thing I like about Facebook is we can see everything from our smart phones or iPod touches. I try to get Clasmates on the iPod or my Blackberry and it is just a waist of time because Classmates is too graphics intensive and takes forever to load.
I have said my two cents worth, I'd love to see some friend request on Facebook. Come on ya'll lets get with the times, for free, I might add.
PS I am still looking for Monty Coon Duncan, he shook my hand and welcomed me back warmly when I came back from Pasadena; Sharron Baker, who I was in love with in the sixth grade, I say her in the Dallas airport when I came back from Nam the first time in '66, she was a stewardess for Braniff Airlines at the time: Steve Murphy who left us in the middle of the Sixth grade. I'd like to know how things went for Bobby Davis and Martha "Du ah tay". As I had to be a farm hand on Dr Rodgers farm I'd also like to find out about my best friend form there Robert Cowen, but the schools were integrated, so I do not remember what the Black school was called and can not figure out how to get in touch with him. He had a brother that worked with us named Milton.
I am going to copy and paste this into my Opera Blog which is accessible from Facebook so more people might see it.
