Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Back Row (Lto R): John Reed, John Barham, J. T. Vickery, John Everett, Bill Crider, David Winningham, John Black, Johnny Holmes, Joe Edd New, Ray Pugh, Joe Owens, Ken Trotter, and part of Milton Carroll.
Middle Row: Marlis Ellis, Mary Clark, Ina Cooper, Claudia Moss, Louise Archibald, Linda Phillips, Theresa Carroll, Pat Smith, Sandra Romain, Margaret Ann Bleakney.
Bottom Row: Curtis Swint, Roberta Marlin, Jerrie Bishop, Betty Boyd, Verna Jo Williams, Ann Pendleton, Dolly Pinson, Gladys Fisher.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
It was my class reunion, and all through the house,
I checked in each mirror and begged my poor spouse
To say I looked great, that my chin wasn't double,
And he lied through false teeth, just to stay out of trouble.
Said that 'neath my thick glasses, my eyes hadn't changed,
And I had the same figure, it was just a mite rearranged.
He said my skin was still silky, although looser in drape,
Not so much like smooth satin, but more like silk crepe.
I swallowed his words hook, sinker, and line
And entered the banquet feeling just fine.
Somehow I'd expected my classmates to stay
As young as they were on that long-ago day
We'd hugged farewell hugs. But like me, through the years,
They'd added gray to their hair, or pounds to their rears.
But as we shared a few memories and retold some class jokes,
We were eighteen in spirit, though we looked like our folks.
We turned up hearing aid volumes and dimmed down the lights,
Rolled back the years, and were young for the night.