Anne Lehman (Bauer)

JoAnn Fischer

Good morning from chilly New Mexico:  Seeing the pictures of the 'old gym' being razed stirred up many memories.

May the joyful voices of past pep rallies, freshman initiations, proms, homecomings, and class assemblies ring forever over Mayville's downtown area. 

Prospero neuvo ano

JoAnn

Martha Baertschy (Golz)

Hi JoAnn - So many memories went thru my mind as well - Not only for our years there but watching my Dad referee long before I was in school - Amen to your wonderful statement!!!!  In northern Wisconsin at our cabin - -12 below!!!  New Mexico sounds pretty wonderful!!!!  Happy 2015 to you - So great to see you in August - Martha

Karl Hoff

hello martha  your dad brings back memories  like fishing walleyue w/him on little arbor vitae lake.lts a little chilly here in galveston too.getting ready to go offshore tomorrow. gonna b a rough one 12to14ft seas.going 2 start filming a tv sow in 2 weeks. going 2 b on nat geo channel airs in june or july.hope it goes over big.anyway hope all is well with u and your family.stay warm;karl

Anne Lehman (Bauer)

Hi JoAnn, Martha and Karl,

We were glad to read the comments JoAnn made about the pictures of the “old gym” being razed.  You said it so well JoAnn.  It was interesting reading Martha’s and Karl’s comments too.  Don usually goes down to the Mayville Limestone School Museum (old White Limestone School) fairly often to check the building or to do some work down there.  As long he is there he takes more pictures of the demolition of the gym and office area for historical purposes.  Sometimes I go along to take a few pictures too.  The museum had a board meeting last Thursday and discussed how we will display the pictures in the museum’s Mayville room this summer.  Don said he will add a few additional pictures of the demolition sometime soon to the Class Creator website.  I hope more of our classmates are checking out our pictures.  We know a few people are commenting in other places on this site.  Karl, our family will be vacationing in Galveston this spring.  It was interesting to read about your life down in Texas.  We will be staying at a resort in Galveston.  I will e-mail you direct when I have more info on our trip.  Our daughter Judy has done a lot of early planning for this trip but consults with Don and me too.   -  Anne

Julie Steinbach

Ah, what memories indeed, including from you all... To add to the weather reports, checking in from 80 degree sunshine in Auroville, India, midway thru various adventures inthe southern part of this glorious land, despite the mosquitoes, for which of course Mayville trained me so well!  Namaste, Julie

James Wickert

Hi Julie,

Your post caught my attention.  What are you doing in India?  Retired and seeing the world?  Sounds fascinating.  An uncle of mine was there during WWII.  He didn't have much good to say about it, however, I'm sure it has changed a lot since then.  

Something that may be of interest to you.  Your Mother may have saved my life.  How, you ask?    During my senior year at MHS I took her personal typing course with the idea that it would be helpful to be able to type my papers in college.  Never expected the effect it would have beyond that.  After graduating from UW, I enlisted in the Marine Corps.  I received orders for SE Asia and arrived on Okinawa on Jan. 1, 1970 expecting to be assigned to a combat unit in Vietnam.  Instead, I was given orders to stay on Okinawa and was assigned to clerical duties.  There were very few people in the Marine Corps who had any experience with a typewriter and when one was found who could type with more than 2 fingers, he was behind a desk.  

At the time I was off the John Wayne "gung ho" mentality.  Volunteered 3 times for combat duty in Vietnam was but the requests were not granted.  Disappointing at the time, but looking back now, it was probably a good thing.   

Robert Bruni

Hi Jim and Julie,

I can relate very well to what Jim just posted.   Julie I too am very grateful for what your Mom taught me.  At the time it felt very strange being in a typing class with all girls and perhaps one or two other guys.   But I thoroughly enjoyed the class and your Mom.   When I graduated I had no idea of what I wanted to do with my life.   Then I was drafted into the U.S. Army - spent part of the first year stationed at Fort Carson, Colorado and then got my orders to go to Vietnam.   When I got off that plane in Saigon I felt like I could have been able to start writing a book.   Seeing how the people were living over there (going through garbage, etc. looking for food).  A very backward country.   Sure made me appreciate everything that so many of us take for granted here in the States.   

Three other guys arrived in Vietnam with me and were assigned to the same company and division.  We took an oath to watch out for each other - and that we did every day.  For some reason I told them (the other three guys) to never tell anyone that I could type.   We were on a volunteer mission to help set up a new base.  One day I see an officer was going from one man to another asking some questions.   Suddenly he came over by me and said " I understand you can type".  I said yes a little.   I typed 60 wpm back in school.  So he took me back with him and had me type out some orders - I had that done very fast and I enjoyed it.  Next he took me over to a different desk and asked if I would help break down the food rations etc for the base.   That was even more fun.   When I returned back to my home base I was assigned a clerical job in the orderly room working for the captain and assisting as mail clerk.   It was then that I decided to become an accountant.   So Julie I owe your Mom so very much - she was a great person!

Bob Bruni

Julie Steinbach

Oh, James & Bob, thanx for such great stories about your typing careers!  My sister Loris is connected to this website as well and will surely also enjoy.

Yep, retired now 5+ years and indeed seeing the world, also following Irene's good teaching and example - which she got from her aunt Hertha Lindert of Hustisford who lived to 95 and always said to Mother, "Go While You Can!"  Loris and I have both taken that to heart and foot.   In my case, when I turned 60, it hit me that I don't have unlimited time, so became more intentional about where I wanted to go, etc., and now in retirement have the time to indulge that passion. 

This is actually my second trip to India, three years ago to the better known north (Taj Mahal, etc), this time to the southern part of the vast land - called by six wks of various adventures.  If you're on Facebook and interested in seeing some fun pix and videos, Friend me.  Yes, India is crowded, poor, dirty, smelly and corrupt - AND colorful, vibrant, diverse, magical and incredibly deeply richly interesting in so many ways, on so many levels. 

Speaking of Vietnam, my experience there three years ago counters your own, Bob - thriving, beautiful, and astonishingly friendly.  I stopped counting how many times I heard, "So glad you came, we love Americans, we're forgiving people, we're Buddhist."  ALWAYS with huge smiles.  Twas also moving to encounter vets who returned, loving their experience there too...

Namaste, Julie