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08/02/15 12:47 AM #2339    

 

Charlotte Warr (Andersen)


08/02/15 11:33 AM #2340    

Richard C. Green

Does anyone know if any of our ROTC guys managed to make an excellent career in the military? I remember sitting in the driveway of our home in Flagstaff shortly after I graduated as the radio DJ  read the days of the year for those born in 1952 and what their draft number would be. I sat and listened intently as he read August. My birthday is on the 30th. "August 29th: #2. " I nearly filled my pants. "August 30th: #355." Had I received a number below 50, I was gonna go enlist in  the Navy right then. I remember both Dupaix  brothers (hope I spelled it right) in their uniforms every Thursday (???) or was it Wednesdays? Anyway, I've always wondered if we have any 4 star generals in our class? Did anyone beat the Colonel history teacher? Forget his name. B level? South end, west side.

Crushes? All the girls I wanted to date but was too bashful and shy to even TRY to ask them out, is rather lengthy but now, I'd have to look them all up to remember ALL their/your names.

Paul Mickelson & I went out on a double date to a SHS dance in his old 1951 or 1952 white Chevy (Didn't we Paul?) but I took a neighbor girl (9th grade at Irving) I had a crush on at the time.  BIG MISTAKE. She was way too young. COLD FISH. Isn't that the term from the day?

The thing I remember the  most about our dances in school is all the African American students dancing together and I mean  REALLY  GETTIN  IT  ON.  THEY  WERE  REALLY  SHOWING THE  REST  OF  US  HOW  IT  SHOULD  BE  DONE. They could all really dance exceptionally well. Made the rest of us look silly. Sorry, I don't remember any of the dance music.  

I didn't atttend any other dances except just that one. I was WAY TOO SHY. You girls held our egos in the palms of your hands and if you said no, which someone did (I'll have to look her up; forget her name) then we'd be devistated for the rest of our lives; unable to even TALK to girls anymore. (Where are the shovels?) ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY. 

P.S. The jocks fared much better than us coolies in school. Paul, who did you take out on that double date of ours?  


08/03/15 10:31 AM #2341    

 

Dale Charlie Salazar

I didn't start at South until Jr. Year so Mr. Willardson never summoned me.  I did know very well how much better the South High Acapella was than any other high school choir in the state and Mr. Willardson was widely recognized for his ability with young voices.  In retrospect I probably could've contributed something to the choir after all my years on the tenorline in Church.  Perhaps not because in Church they never ask you not to come back no matter how bad you are, at least in the Catholic Church they don't.

Had I stuck with my music I would've been on the baseline with Mr. Green working by BBFlat Tuba next to his Souzaphone.  I left it behind in Junior high when I became too cool to sit in the back of the band.

I too was too shy to ask many girls out on dates at South but I did enjoy a few dances.  I too danced among the Black Students as the Soul music appealed to me much more than normal rock, at least when it was time to dance.

 


08/03/15 01:27 PM #2342    

 

Linda Larsen (White)

Char, I don't look good naked anymore either!!!  This is going to be my new theme song!!


08/03/15 01:36 PM #2343    

 

Linda Larsen (White)

Once again, I. Must be the odd ball. I hated Armont Willardson with a passion!  He was good at what he did, but he was a rude, crude, arrogant, bully, to put it very mildly!  Mr. Kirk on the other hand, was an extraordinary man.  I loved diving training under his tutelage, and appreciated his kindness and friendship.


08/03/15 05:17 PM #2344    

Richard C. Green

My senior year was spent at Coconino High not at South High but instead of taking a history class I cheated and went to whatever you call the singing class. So for third period I sang and then went into the next room in forth period and played my sousaphone. When the end of the school year came, they said well Richard you're not supposed to graduate because you don't have that history class credit but we're going to let you graduate anyway. So I got to have all that fun singing and playing my sousaphone. Made me wish I could have fun at South High singing too. Think of all the cute chicks I could have met. I don't have perfect pitch but I can fill when someone is playing or singing sharp or flat. Once upon a time are young man sat next to me trying to saying the bass part but I'm not kidding he was at least two or three notes off and I was completely unable to sing the right notes in the song, so I finally just SAT with my chin in my hand. The young man turned and asked what's wrong with you and I told him how awful he was as far as I young man sat next to me trying to say in the bass park but I'm not kidding he was 2 or 3 no 2 or 3 no its off and I was completely unable to sing the right the right notes in the in the song because he was so loud and so far away from the right notes. He was crushed and never sang again. Not sure if I did good or not. Dale, had we played or sang bass, we would have had a ball. In between songs when the entire band practiced, Gochnour would have individual sections practice their parts so we always had lotta tome to tell jokes and tease those around us.

08/03/15 11:45 PM #2345    

 

Wayne Demke

Reading everyones posts sure bring back memories. I remember the draft lottery as well. My number came out as 333. So I didn't worry about the draft. But some how it came back around when my son joined the Marine Corps. and we spent two tours to Afghanistan worring about him. I would have gone in his place just so he would not have to experience the horror of war. I guess that's what parents do. I'm so glad he's out.


08/04/15 12:02 AM #2346    

 

Charlotte Warr (Andersen)


08/04/15 01:08 PM #2347    

 

Frank Milner

December 24th 1951

Lottery came up Number 2.  S.Perry Lee was my stake president.  I wasn't going to go on a mission and then have to face the military when I got home.  However when the time got closer i reconsidered and with his advise that I would not have to go to war if I went on a mission I decided to go on the mission.  Time was tight so I met with him on Sunday and I had a mission call to Rio De Janeiro Brasil on Friday.

Harold B. Lee, His brother was Prophet at the time.   When I was returning home I read the Newspaper in Lima Peru and the headline was Nixon Abolishes the Draft.

Frank Milner


08/04/15 05:20 PM #2348    

Richard C. Green

As long as the topic of singing has been discussed I may as well tell everyone my solo story. Since my father sang in the Tabernacle Choir for 20 years and he knew I was going on a mission to the Kentucky Tennessee Mission then spent the summer of 1973 as a tour guide in the Nauvoo Mission, he highly recommended that I prepare and expect to sing solos in church as well as on street corners perhaps. With that in mind I began singing solos with piano accompaniment and bought several arrangements in the baritone range for me to sing. The mistake I made was telling the Nauvoo Mission president, President J. LeRoy Kimball, that I sang solos. He said "I'm having a few friends over for dinner would you come sing a song for them?" Of course I agreed. How bad could it be singing for a few people that lived in the Nauvoo area? Another Elder played the piano (he later spent 30 years as a Utah Highway Patrolman). Together we arrived at President Kimball's house and in the living room there sat his friends. They were: Marion G Romney Spencer W Kimball Gordon B Hinckley and Gilbert Stapley. A few friends??? Imagine volunteering to sing a solo for a few friends then finding out they are 4 apostles and looking back, two of them would become prophets. Needless to say I was scared spitless and nearly filled my pants. I managed to sing the song: I walked today where Joseph walked. That was not the end of my singing career. About 10 years ago I got a call from the neighbor lady whose name was also Kimball. I knew them very well and played chess with her husband. She called after he died and asked if I would sing at his funeral. Tell me how you say no to someone who asks you to sing at a funeral? So I called a tenor I knew who live nearby and the best piano player too, who taught singing in a junior high school downtown. He picked three songs for us to do a medley of. After the service, the best female singer in the area came up to me with her hands clasped beneath her chin and told me how wonderful it was. She said she loved it. I'd still rather listen to John Fogerty Joe Walsh Mark Knopfler or Buck Owens. So don't anyone get any ideas about call Mickelson and I singing a duet at the reunion

08/04/15 06:52 PM #2349    

 

Charlotte Warr (Andersen)

Funny!




08/04/15 11:56 PM #2350    

 

Charlotte Warr (Andersen)

Nice one, Paul!


08/05/15 09:28 AM #2351    

Richard C. Green

When we were sophomores, one day when I went down to eat lunch in the cafeteria, someone had made something very gross out of wood and placed it on one of the tables near the cafeteria entrance for all to see as they entered. I was in the habit of eating lunch with my older sister Diane's boyfriend. They were both seniors. He saw this item, dumped everything out of his paper bag, (his lunch bag), walked quickly over to the item, put it in the bag and then threw it away. I'm just wondering if anyone else saw it before he managed to get rid of it? That was in our sophomore year.

In our junior year there was a motorcycle crash on campus on the north side of the tennis courts early one morning before school. I happened to get there early and was in a position to see the tennis courts and the blacktop road along its north side. I was standing inside the school observing this area because I knew a lot of motorcycles would be passing by. All of us motorcycle riders parked just inside the fence south of the seminary building and on the east side of the road, and that was where he was headed. I forget the name of the young man who crashed. He was riding a Honda I believe, a very ugly motorcycle. It looked like he clamped down on his brakes wrong, which caused the entire bike to do shimmy shake then go down and him with it. I'm certain he had a little road rash. Does anyone happen to remember the name of this young man? It's the only motorcycle crash I remember on campus but there may have been more. All I remember is that he was well now and was probably the senior so he would have been one year ahead of us. But maybe not, possibly he was a junior like us.

The other question I have I will direct to Paul Mickelson. Do you remember the name of the young man who rode a white Yamaha motorcycle to school? Because it was a 5 speed and ours were only 4 speeds, he went through his gears a lot quicker than we did and it made me glad I only had four gears. I remember he was in our grade but I can't remember his name. I rode one of those Yamahas in Arizona but it felt funny and it didn't go any faster then my Kawasaki, so I was happy with my purchase still.

08/05/15 10:02 AM #2352    

 

Gerd Eysser

char, funny you should post that IRS audio.

I received the 2nd call from some outfit about the same topic.  the first time I called them back out of curiosity and chatted with them for a few minutes (they both had foreign accents - Indian?).  It was fun to jerk their chain and ask question after question which they couldn't/wouldn't answer.  I told them that I was reporting them to the IRS......they hung up.

 


08/05/15 07:18 PM #2353    

Richard C. Green

So...Chuck somebody? Or Jimmy? I think I remember his face. I'll try the yearbook. I know he's in there. Or Were there two? Now I'm REALLY bugged. I just remember thinking who would want to go through four gears in half a block? And that's what he was doing. He'd leave going northound and before he passed the seminary building he was in 4th gear. That's just too much for me. I think there were two guys riding Yamahas not just one, yeah? I can't believe we're talking about motorcycle clubs at South High in 1968 and 1969. :-)> I still remember discussions I had with you Wayne. We must have had a class or two together because I remember talking a lot. Maybe just in the hall so I don't know

08/06/15 06:39 AM #2354    

Richard C. Green

Paul, your memory is pristine. Mine is a train wreck. Bring it on.

One question for the group, just because it's really been bugging me:

Does anyone remember what time school started and ended?

And who was The Fonz? I have this face in my brain that I THINK goes with the crash but I ain't sure. Do you know what caused the crash? Cause from where I was standing, it looked like a FUBAR/operator error to me. Like my sister Mira's first and ONLY ride on my bike.

08/06/15 05:01 PM #2355    

 

Frank Milner

Didn't Guy Norris have a 56 or 57 chev?

Frank


08/06/15 05:15 PM #2356    

 

Charlotte Warr (Andersen)




08/06/15 09:28 PM #2357    

 

Linda Larsen (White)

Char, - I've seen the 'Patsy Cline lip-sync before, and it never fails to give me a good laugh!  Richard, I enjoyed reading about your water feature.  We also have worked on one continually for many years.  It brings a variety of enjoyable and peaceful moments to our back yard.  In the city, it's a great get-a-way spot!  It seems like school started at 8:30 and ended at 3:30, but I'm not real sure any more.  Memory is a great thing if it actually works!  lol!!


08/06/15 11:22 PM #2358    

 

Jerald DeGraw

Rich, Terry Lenherr had a '56 Chev and I had a '57....gotta think if there were some others....oh, yeah, Cliff Hansen also had a '57 - a pinkish colored one :-) Wouldn't have any idea who the Fonz was, as the School Nerd, I kept to Myself and was super shy, NEVER asking anyone out on a date... was like Marty McFly - TOTALLY afraid of rejection ! :-)

--- Michael J


08/06/15 11:23 PM #2359    

 

Jerald DeGraw

...got to work my way up this forum - catch a little Patsy...

--- Crazy


08/06/15 11:35 PM #2360    

 

Jerald DeGraw

....Hmm....did Fonz Norris also have a '56/'57 Chev ? Should know, as I sat with He and Tony D  in Band...Los Tres Trumpeteros, as it were...sheesh, am I correct, Tony, or have I been a car dealer too long ( don't think I ever recovered from 'Cash for Clunkers' :-)

--- Harry Wormwood


08/06/15 11:52 PM #2361    

 

Jerald DeGraw

..... speaking of cars, I'll never forget the day when  Ross showed up to school in His Brother's '63/'64/'65 Beaut blue Vette - we then proceded to take a spin around the area of Highland High, whilst TOTALLY enjoying 'Sgt.Pepper's' on cassette, of course ( I STILL have that cassette, and still enjoy it VERY much ). Oh, yeah, 80% of my muse is STILL on cassette, but taking a daring step forward (?) to CD...[is there REALLY something, out there, called PM3, or something like that ? ]

--- Methuselah


08/06/15 11:54 PM #2362    

 

Jerald DeGraw

Had enough yet?

--- Making-up-for-Lost-Time-and-may-not-Last-Much-Longer


08/07/15 08:59 AM #2363    

 

Charlotte Warr (Andersen)

Keep posting, Jerry!

All this talk of cars and I don't have much to offer except for being a lonely girl on foot and wishing one of you cute guys would offer me a ride home.

I know, my husband tells me the women in my family specialize in guilt.


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