Roger is probably most memorable for all his fighting. I know from painful personal experience that he fought dirty. He pulled my hair and hit me across the face with his shoe during one of the fights we had. But later that week we sat next to each other in Sunday school (him with the black eye I gave him!) and all was forgiven. He could be surprisingly easy going. I'll never forget when Heidi and I mixed horse poop into his chew. He came and told me something was wrong with it - it tasted like shit! He didn't even get mad when he realized I had sabotaged his precious stash.
Since I lived next door to Roger, many of my memories include him. We built forts, climbed trees and rode bikes together. He gave my cousin Tammy her first kiss during one of our games of playing house (mostly because she demanded it). Most of the memories are good - he had a few behavior issues at times, but it's not surprising given the difficult home life that he had. The real trouble for me was when him and Carter teamed up! One time, they told me they could see in my bedroom window. I think I ducked behind the bed to change my clothes for years after that!
One thing you may not know about Roger is that he had perfect attendance, both at school and at church. The kid never missed a day. And despite all his behavior issues at school, I think he got really grades. He was smart.
Sadly, he was killed in 1993 in a knife fight with his dad.
Check out the picture of him and I in the little red wagon on our Back in the Day page. We were probably 5 then. He was an adorable little boy and I miss him. Please share your stories and memories of him.
Roger liked to eat worms! Trisha and I tide him and Rusty to a tree and waved cedar branches in their faces! I think he liked it! I remember the poop in the chew can too~ he always laughed with us! Roger helped me to my bus stop many times in grade school-I was shy, so he would get me to the line and make sure the other kids would not push me out of line. He was a nice young boy. Heidi
Oh yeah, I forgot how Roger would eat anything or do pretty much anything we dared him to. The poor kid - we had him eat holly berries, drink out of mud puddles, eat sawdust and dirt and drink out of old beer bottles we found in the woods. He cheerfully did all of it.
I didn't know he used to walk you to your bus stop, Heidi. That's sweet. I shouldn't be surprised - he was protective of other people. I think some of the fights he had in school were because he was standing up for someone else.
Another thing I remember about him is when he built a fire in the woods between our houses. When my dad came out, Roger tried to hide the fire by standing in it. When the flames started creeping up to his knees, my dad told him he probably should get out of it. Living next door to him sure kept things interesting!
Thanks for those stories of Roger...I too have a memory of him...I rode my pony over to Trisha's 1 day; Dolly decided to lay down and we on laid with our heads on her tummy listening to it gurgle!!!:)I think we were about 8 or 9...
Roger gave me my first chew in the eighth grade. I thought I'd play the tough guy and take a big dip! Man I was sick after that!! I never touched the stuff again. :o)
Yes Roger sure was a fighter. I always got along with him except that one day back in the fifth grade we had been playing square ball and he got mad and took my glasses off and threw them in a garbage can. I retrieved my glasses then went after him. Anyhow we ended up on the ground swinging at each other until a teacher came along. We both got up and said we were pretending so that neither of us would get in trouble. Then we went back to square ball. Go figure. I too remember playing dodgeball in P.E. class with him. He use to say I was about the only girl who could catch one of his balls he would throw. I took it as a compliment even though my arms would sting afterwards. I think he did have a softer side that not to many of us new. It's really too bad his life ended so soon.
What I remember about Roger is that he had an absolute heart of gold , somewhere I have pictures of him in the eighth grade, I really wish I could find them . Anyway, I know that GOD has put him in a very special place , goodbye for now Roger ... we miss you .
Here is to Roger, I know many of the Birdsview Gang hung out with Roger..Please post stories about Roger.
Trisha Massingale (Pearson)
Roger is probably most memorable for all his fighting. I know from painful personal experience that he fought dirty. He pulled my hair and hit me across the face with his shoe during one of the fights we had. But later that week we sat next to each other in Sunday school (him with the black eye I gave him!) and all was forgiven. He could be surprisingly easy going. I'll never forget when Heidi and I mixed horse poop into his chew. He came and told me something was wrong with it - it tasted like shit! He didn't even get mad when he realized I had sabotaged his precious stash.Since I lived next door to Roger, many of my memories include him. We built forts, climbed trees and rode bikes together. He gave my cousin Tammy her first kiss during one of our games of playing house (mostly because she demanded it). Most of the memories are good - he had a few behavior issues at times, but it's not surprising given the difficult home life that he had. The real trouble for me was when him and Carter teamed up! One time, they told me they could see in my bedroom window. I think I ducked behind the bed to change my clothes for years after that!
One thing you may not know about Roger is that he had perfect attendance, both at school and at church. The kid never missed a day. And despite all his behavior issues at school, I think he got really grades. He was smart.
Sadly, he was killed in 1993 in a knife fight with his dad.
Check out the picture of him and I in the little red wagon on our Back in the Day page. We were probably 5 then. He was an adorable little boy and I miss him. Please share your stories and memories of him.
Trish
Heidi Smith (Crosson)
Roger liked to eat worms!Trisha and I tide him and Rusty to a tree and waved cedar branches in their faces! I think he liked it! I remember the poop in the chew can too~ he always laughed with us!
Roger helped me to my bus stop many times in grade school-I was shy, so he would get me to the line and make sure the other kids would not push me out of line. He was a nice young boy.
Heidi
Trisha Massingale (Pearson)
Oh yeah, I forgot how Roger would eat anything or do pretty much anything we dared him to. The poor kid - we had him eat holly berries, drink out of mud puddles, eat sawdust and dirt and drink out of old beer bottles we found in the woods. He cheerfully did all of it.I didn't know he used to walk you to your bus stop, Heidi. That's sweet. I shouldn't be surprised - he was protective of other people. I think some of the fights he had in school were because he was standing up for someone else.
Another thing I remember about him is when he built a fire in the woods between our houses. When my dad came out, Roger tried to hide the fire by standing in it. When the flames started creeping up to his knees, my dad told him he probably should get out of it. Living next door to him sure kept things interesting!
Michele Rooks (Lehmann)
Thanks for those stories of Roger...I too have a memory of him...I rode my pony over to Trisha's 1 day; Dolly decided to lay down and we on laid with our heads on her tummy listening to it gurgle!!!:)I think we were about 8 or 9...Steven Baker
Roger gave me my first chew in the eighth grade. I thought I'd play the tough guy and take a big dip! Man I was sick after that!! I never touched the stuff again. :o)Janine Benfield (Frizzell)
Yes Roger sure was a fighter. I always got along with him except that one day back in the fifth grade we had been playing square ball and he got mad and took my glasses off and threw them in a garbage can. I retrieved my glasses then went after him. Anyhow we ended up on the ground swinging at each other until a teacher came along. We both got up and said we were pretending so that neither of us would get in trouble. Then we went back to square ball. Go figure. I too remember playing dodgeball in P.E. class with him. He use to say I was about the only girl who could catch one of his balls he would throw. I took it as a compliment even though my arms would sting afterwards. I think he did have a softer side that not to many of us new. It's really too bad his life ended so soon.Angela Lowry (Kalles)
What I remember about Roger is that he had an absolute heart of gold , somewhere I have pictures of him in the eighth grade, I really wish I could find them . Anyway, I know that GOD has put him in a very special place , goodbye for now Roger ... we miss you .