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David Mitchell

And Fred, You never cease to amaze and astound me.

James Hamilton, M. D.

Timothy Lavelle

Jim,

Apparently the cougars here snort bear spray to get high! The story is that a Colorado cougar came here and taught our straight-laced felines "how to party like it's 1995" or some such.

Dave,

I am guessing you don't have a pet. But, whether I am brave enough to defend my dog doesn't even matter actually. As in all the old jokes, all the dog has to do is run faster than me! 

Kathleen Wintering (Nagy)

 Thanks for the picture!! Wow! Bears in my back yard! I don`t think I could do it! K Wintering

Michael McLeod

Brings a tear to the eye. But I do not remember mass in the gym. My memory is a shambles. Did we have that?

Michael McLeod

That is a really powerful passage Mark. Nicely done. 

David Mitchell

I think we graduated just in time. Check out the white shirts and ties.

James Hamilton, M. D.

Michael McLeod

Jim:

You're asking me?

You do remember my head injury, don't you?  You were there. At least for a part of the aftermath.

Anyway -- Just kidding. Though sometimes I wonder. It would be a great excuse to have one thing I could blame all my shortcomings on.

All I remember of the treatment and diagnosis was the electroencephelogram - which involved something like a collander on my head and do not hold me to that spelling - and the diagnosis of concussion/contusion.

David Mitchell

Not only Mass in the gym, but for a while when we were seniors, Sister,,,,,uhm,,,Sister? (not Miguel, I can see her face but I cannot remember her name - one of the younger nuns - and tall) formed a boys choral group to sing at the Masses. I know it was me, Mike Yarbrough, John Favret,,,,maybe John Jackson and Steve Hodges and some others? Maybe you Jim? Maybe Larry Wood? About 10 of us who sang the hymns. And if I recall correctly, we were just about one level above lousy. 

Kathleen Wintering (Nagy)

Was it Sister Antonia or Antonio? KW

David Mitchell

Yes, I think so. Thank you Kathy.

Would you please join my team of assistansts? Nina is my spelling assitant. Mike M. is my spiritual mentor. Tim and Beth are my safety officers. And you can serve as my memory assistant. Now I just need to find someone who will be my bill paying benefactor.

And thinking back, I seem to recall Boulware was in that august body of Choralers*. Maybe also Tim?

(*is that even a word? - Nina?)

James Hamilton, M. D.

Joseph D. McCarthy

To pay our respects to our classmate in Spain, a quiz.  Something to break the rythm of our fabulous singers.

Who was the U.S. Ambassador to Spain from 1842 to 1846?

To give you a little sleepy hint.  If you fall asleep trying to figure the answer, you might sleep for twenty years, and he might write a book about you.  

Alright, it's just after dinner and I had little else to do.

David Mitchell

Joe,

Could he have been "on close personal terms with" a tall lanky character named Ichabod Crane?

Donna Kelley (Velazquez)

Kathleen Wintering (Nagy)

The only reason I remember Sister Mary Anthony is because I was in the choral group she coached! Very nice teacher, I remember. What a shame that Watterson did not have yearbooks back in our day. Monsg. Spires thought we should just bind our Eagle Views. I wonder if they have year books now? Kathy W.

David Mitchell

Tim,

I forgot to mention that I do not presently have a dog, but we did have one some years back. My mother never let me have a dog growing up, but we finally got one for our kids. He was a Cocker-Golden mix. Picture a Golden retreiver at half size. Huckleberry - cutest, smartest, funniest, most affectionate dog I ever knew!  He lived to 16 1/2 years before complications made me put him down. I cried on the way home fomr the Vet that day. I get it that your dog is part of your family - but I still wouldn't choose to wrestle with a full grorwn gator.

David Mitchell

Good point Kathy.

Msgr. Spires was an oddball about certain things. I still have a yearbook from my parents days at North High - the book was called "Polaris". But not us.

Donna Kelley (Velazquez)

Sister Antonia was the music teacher. Her family was from IC and her brother John McGovern was in our IC class. I think he went on to St. Charles. Confirmation from other IC peeps? 

Jack M, is your offer still on for the Detroit outing?

Janie Albright (Blank)

Donna, Clare and Susan and I briefly touched on the Detroit/Greenfield Village Trip when we went to the Cinco de Mayo party last week. We are all in favor.  Jack, are you still willing to make arrangements? I think we are wanting to do it during the week if possible. If you can do this let me know some details and I’ll send out a survey or something to gauge attendance. 

Donna, 55th in Barcelona? I’m all in.  

James Hamilton, M. D.

David Mitchell

From the Department of Absolutely Nothing to do With Anything:

I heard a funny a few days ago at my monthly Vietnam Veterans lunch. We always ask any guys who come for the first time to stand up, intoduce themselves, and give us a quick bit of their background. This new guy next to me stands up, gives his name and what he did in Vietnam and when and where he served there. Then just a bit of personal background.

He says,"I managed the Playbody Club in New Orleans for Hugh Hefner for two years, but I had to quit for health reasons. My wife threatened to kill me."

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And one more useless item that I just feel like sharing with the entire planet.

Since my reunion about 4+ years ago, we have all raised our interest in finding more of our unit - a very close bunch once upon a time. I have had one particular guy that is quite special to me and lost touch with him about 35 years ago. Been searching actively again for about 9 years with no luck. I even went to his old Highway Patrol office in Medford Oregon to trace him (while visiting my son in the "Kingdom of Portlandia"). They knew him but were not allowed to give out his personal information - damn!  I had even begun to think he might be gone from us.  

Meanwhile, I think I mentioned that I had found this young guy at my retreat who helped me find my "Observer" Clint Hunt, in Kentucky after 49 years. But this other guy was a pilot who shared a wild and crazy harrowing 10 minutes with me and I'd give anything to find him. My young friend gave me a lead that turned out to be this guy's brother and sister in-law in Bend, Oregon. I spoke with them twice and they seemed reluctant, but took my information to pass on. They said "You've told us enough about Bob that we are sure you are legit."

Two nights ago, I was walking into a McDonalds, and my cell phone rang. I grabbed it and it showed Bend, Oregon as the source. It was Bob!

I just about went nuts in the McDonalds! I was laughing hysterically at first, and then started crying in front of a bunch of strangers in McDonalds. Walked outside for the duration of the call.

Wow! Some days are diamonds! 

I'm going to share our "moment" in a story sometime in the future. And I promise, It'll be a "safe" story for this audience. Crazy, but safe for you Forum readers. 

Janie Albright (Blank)

I subscribe to a free blog called the Columbus Navigator.  Lots of fun local articles. Saw these and had to post!  

https://www.clintonvillespotlight.com/articles/yarn-bomber-adds-color-to-clintonville/

https://www.columbusnavigator.com/walhalla-ravine-midcentury-modern/

John Maxwell