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05/29/21 11:32 AM #10491    

 

Lloyd Pond

Part Four

Although Santiago lashed his giant marlin to his boat, I was just as glad to let this fish get away.

 Our adventure continued as we explored our hometown. Places like the almost completed Mecom Fountain reinforced the realization that things were changing. Playland Park was replaced by the Astrodome. Sleepy little farms around Friendswood and Dickenson were being gobbled up and being replaced with cities and people who would take us into earth orbit and to the moon.

Places like the Washburn Tunnel where we smelled money in the air from the refineries along the channel brought an urge to be part of the energy sector, to give power to the future.

The night was over and early morning dawning before W.A. dropped me off at my home. My family was still sleeping and I was glad to slip in my bed to dream of the future. I awoke after lunch. No one was curious about my night or where I had been. See, a new niece had been born while I was out and the commencement of her life overshadowed mine. Life does not wait for new graduates to figure things out. Life flows like the ocean tides. Yes sometimes, a person must row their small boat out beyond the reef and set their hooks for the leviathan, but more importantly, every day a person must row and fight the attacking monsters of fear, doubt, and criticism to build a life of confidence and satisfaction of their life’s work.

 Doug came by later in his big green truck and took me to get my car, “The Bomb”. W.A and I never saw each other again.

 

 


05/29/21 05:14 PM #10492    

 

Tom Britton '65

Wow...Lloyd Pond you have a real gift for writing. Thoroughly enjoyed your Graduation Night adventure.

 


05/29/21 09:26 PM #10493    

 

Bennie Schielack

Lloyd can and does capture your attention and does a fine job of holding it, also.  Thanks for sharing your adventure with us . . . . . Sad that you have not seen your friend since . . . . .          

Beau, we be missing you all this week.  Hope you are feeling ok and winning the battle.  Hopefully, the rain has not washed anything away. 

We went dancing near Katy last night, and on the way home, we were blessed with maybe 50 mph winds and rain so strong that many folks were driving less than 30 mph and using their flashers.  RainX works miracles, once you reach a certain speed.  I could see just fine, even in hard rain and doing 45 to 65 mph, depending on roadway.  We had almost 2" just last night.  Praying for everyone, for their health and healing, from simple colds/alergies to ailments that require medical care, including surgeries . . . . . Looking forward to UH Football, and Basketball.  Drove to Indy 3 times this past NCCA Tourney and certainly looking forward to another successful season.  Spring cleaning is not fun (just an editorial comment).  Glad my SO is so energetic . . . . . 

 

 


05/30/21 04:13 AM #10494    

 

Jim Taylor

Lloyd, by any chance is WA Bill Ansley?

 


05/30/21 09:15 AM #10495    

 

Lloyd Pond

W. A. Trippe code for What A Trip! Unfortunately, there are so many friends I have not since 🎓. Isn't it grand that we have a website to look in on and see photos of our classmates. Bill Ansley certainly ticks some of the boxes. But he is not my boon companion in the story. I enjoyed seeing Bill at one of our Reunions. Hi Bill! If you are reading this. 

Looking forward to seeing folks at the August get together!

 


05/30/21 10:26 AM #10496    

 

Jane Rhoads (Spring)

 

Lloyd, You are an interesting writer and I loved your description of graduation night for some midtermers...probably not many except boomers know the meaning of that word.  I had my tonsils out that week so no fun for me to remember.  I had forgotten Washburn Tunnel!  And Playland Park! Keep writing!

 

 


05/30/21 11:37 AM #10497    

 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Howdy youse youtes.   Days are up and down, mostly down after been up a few hours.   Mornings are good, then I start running out of steam.   Started PT, OT, and ST on Fridray in Brehnman Scott and white and baylor, bob and ted and carol and alice.   Folks there are just as nice as can be.   The hardest thing is failing at something  at 76 years,   when at 6 yrares old I could do the thing I'm failing at now.   

     oops...fell asleep...PT says she gonna work on my stamina, whereever in creations that is.   All the docs told me to eat whatever and whenever I want, so now I"ve games 15 founds, boo.   Diane bought a pizza oven for me, and I dont even like pizza.  Just one more food group I'll burn to a crakkaly crips.

     Sorry I keep taking ablut this stuff, it's just bevome my life now.  Diane is in H tome for church and her parents and stuff. It's good for her to get away from me for a spell, even if it's juts for a few hours.   I miss her when she is gone,, have really come to rely on her helps and encourendesment.   Sorry about the spelling.  Makbe it'll come back to me at some point.

    Going down to MDA 7th June for more evaluation and lab works and MRI for the research programe I am part of, since my C is rare.   Dont like MRI because it hurts my back so back, and they take at least an hour lying flat on the table.

    Gonna have to go to the store to buy some pizza makings.   I like everything on a pizza whenever I have one.   That's my problem ehwhen I'm cooking, I put too many things in the receipe, because I like like many tastes,  so I mix them all totherger, peas, lima beans, butter beans, slaw, tater salad, bbq, cornbread, butter, cheese, so I mix them all totheredher, that way I dont have to wait to hame them, I can have them at one time. Whatehre in the heck that means.

     Well, apparentley I sont have any thing of substance to talk ablut, so I'll just go have lunch and take a nap.   My girls are napping, so about the time I'll start mine, they will be up and want to go out and play.  

     All things considered, I'll doing well... and hoping for jusst a tad bit normalcy, If I can bementer what that was like.   But still, blessed beyond all belief.

    Keep the sun at your zix and "ride boldly ride..."

your frien and resident Villiage inn Pizza maker,  Cephus R Blessed  esq


05/30/21 07:45 PM #10498    

 

Teddie Jordan

Lloyd, I too enjoyed your story and I caught on early to what I thought was  WA ltrip, but was the mutual friend who's last name ends with E the persom who picked you up to begin your adventure?  

Ms.Barden is no doubt smiling down on your amazing writing.

And Jane as you said, younger generations can't conceive of the term "mid termer". We were the leading edge of the big boom in babies born after our dads came home after the end of WWII. Our schools were doing all of the things they could to a accommodate and educate all of us boomers. 


05/30/21 09:13 PM #10499    

 

Beau Wann, Jr.

       

Now for the crop report....just peachy...and on to the livestock report, which is a lot of bull...

     sThis ol boy follows me around when I go outside to work.  Dlont know what he has in mind.  When he's not following me phyiscally, he follows me with hiis eyes.  What a magnificent animal.


05/31/21 08:40 AM #10500    

 

Lloyd Pond

I played round with trying to make the friend's name revolve around our HS name "Waltrip". Almost used Wallace Allen Trippe, just call me Al, then it would be W.Al Trippe or maybe Wally Trippe. 

My good friend Walter A. Etie is a good contender, but , no. Walter is my brother, you know. Well, not genetically, but certainly in soul spirit. We even scratched our fingers to draw a small drop of blood to mix together. As I remember, we got out a big hunting knife, but a little scratch was all we could manage. Walter lived just around the corner. We spent lots of days and nights at each other's house. I claimed his mother and he claimed mine. We certainly got into mischief many times and paid the price with a belt whuppin'. Neither of would escape because somehow, by the time I got home, Dad was waiting for me with the big leather belt from his Marine days. Walter's mother was the disciplinarian, she was big and strong, and the belt was hanging right beside the stove. There was a common bond in playing baseball, working on cars, and attending church. We always love to tell a good story. We mimed the song, "Love is Strange." By Mickey and Sylvia. Love you, Walter.


06/01/21 01:30 PM #10501    

 

Tom Britton '65

You and Walter are priceless gems!!

 


06/04/21 01:24 PM #10502    

 

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Rain, Rain GO away,..... come again another day.....so I can MOW!

 


06/05/21 08:43 AM #10503    

 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Oooooh  mow mow mow your tractor gently in the stream, merraly merraly merraily merily,   life is but a scream...

      Sooooo mow mow mow your tractor gently in the steam, merily merily merrly merily,  life aint all it seems....

 

Post script; as you can see,  for the life of me I cant remember how to spell mary lee, and no body doesnt like mary lee....


06/05/21 10:12 PM #10504    

 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     MERRILY MERRILY MERRILY MERRILY....LIFE IS A PAIN IN THE HEAD...I know it's Sara Lee and not Mary Lee, but I got some of the letters right and it sounds alike, ha! 

     Yeah, I looked it up in Marvins Websters dictionary...took forever.   Why dont i do that for all the woirds I can no longer spell?   Because it's a pain in the head, that and I cant turn the pages of a dictionary or any book for that matter, or magazine....

     befoer I forget, graconreadtuations to the SHSTC Barkats, for winning the small college  football chanciionship of the whirld.  

    On a sad bit O news,  I heard that BJ Thomas passed away this past week, and Roy Head died last year.    He did get to see his son win the Voice thoudh. I remember seing Roy Head and the Traits and BJ Thomas and the Triamuphs and they were always a delignte to hear.   Wasnt that at TEEN HALL?  Oh well, liked their muscic, well duh, who didnt.

    Well, it's wraining again,   but it beats 100 degrees.   Last year we already had 100 in April and May.  I think I'll take rains over the heat.   Had lots o wilflide this weeks,  little deaey eyed deah and the red fox family and and otheres.   Been feedenthem apples and just a smorgasbord O goodies.   

     Been having trouble with feet and hand granps esxery day and night.   Today was the worskt.   Any of all yall been through anything like this, orsomeone you know?    I drink Tonic water and gaterade and club soda and gateraade,  and pickle juice, and bananas, and potassium submlements...

      Gonne meet twith the head of the "head" team Monday morn and have lad wrok and and MRI. To find out whats going one.  I vould hardly wakl today.  I sure hope NOTHING esle mean has reared it's ugly head.  

     Started PT and ST last week, and OT this next week.   ST is hard because I have homewoirk.   I have to practice doing face exersices in front of a mirroer,  yuk, I tryly dont like looking at myself.  I gesse it would be better if I didnt look and sound like elmer fudd.

    Wow, this is sure tedious, trying to type and speell stuff.  Stuff is easy to spell, stuff, stuff, stuff...see!   you know, it just occoured to me, does thids program have spell chellkker?   It  does, but I cant figgerur it out... so I'll just muddle along...

    Lloyyd was taking one of his good friends in highschool and conservations they had.  I dont rementer and conversation with anyone, but I do remember lots of friends, one in particular,  Pellam (shorty) Vaughn.   He live in the hood, on Delange.  His Dad died bout 62 or 63 or 64.  I think he had two sisters.  

     I remember skiping school with him one day in the winter of 63-64, which was a bold brash moved for me. First time I ever skipped shool.  My ol 51 ford froze that winter and died. Ol blue was dead! 

       Shorty had a 52 or 54 foard and the only real memory of that day was going west on 43rd street crossing Mangun and over the RR tracks.   Thats its!   Don;t why whe skikdesd school,  and dont know the authoritys ever kinew eyethere, no one ever said anything to ys about the incident.  Guess we didnt matter,  good! 

     Shorty worked with me and TJ and Jimmy S others at Mangum Supr value, What a family that turned out to be.   Anyway, shorty and I both got our "UNCLE SAM WANTS YOU"  letters in the mail, we were expecting it as so many were.

     Went down and took our phyiscal with a zizzion othere young men of 18.  We had the bright eyedea to joung the Navy, so we did.  The recuiter tokd us that we could joung on the "buddy plan", which was, "buddy to we had a plan for you".  We were suppose to stay togerthere through out our hitch.  

    We were togethere in bootcamp exacty 5 day before we got split up.  I was the culprit.   I dont know how many rooms we get lines up in in the first week, but one of them was the "mea culpa" for any ailments that escaped the phyischal.   

    So when the DI called out,  "do any of youse !@#$%^&* morons have one or more of the folloinsing disorders, stepp forward...." Asthma, trick knee, (my knees didnt know any thriks, cept falling doen) but I did have asthma.... and voila, I found myslef shipped to anothere company,   Onece that got sorted out, I got shipped to another company, and never say Shorty agaon.  

     He was on the USS Orleck  DD something or another, and I was on a patrol sqadron out west, way out west.     I got a letter from him and I wrote him bak. I dont know what we wrote about.     I think he became a Corpsman, beceace I heard he was and emt somewhere in centeral texas.   Not being anywhere neres as smart and dogged a hunter as Jenny T, I never found him,  

    My belovied search for him last year or thee the yers befoe and found that he had passed away up in Wixconsin or Menisotinsa,  in a VA hospital in 17. I sure would have like to seen him one more time.  He was a good Man and good friend.

     Well, It is storming out, and I'm getting tired of tring to tyep and spell things wrong.  I'm only on here because now I dont walk too good, and I wanted to shee how yall are dune.   Yall are looking good, like always.  So now I will go away and endeavor to persevere.   Slorry about the all the typos and misspelled woids.

      Keep the sun at your sox and "ride boldly ride..."

your frien and redident idiot,  Cepushu R Elmer T Fudd, (and really dont wanna be)


06/06/21 07:14 AM #10505    

 

Teddie Jordan

Beau, I admire the way you continue to "endeavor to persevere!". You are as TOUGH as a boot, as my grandfather used to say, and know that I admire your toughness, and many others of your classmates do as well.
We look forward to seeing and laughing with you and Diane at Johnny's Summer Fling gathering in Tomball in August, which will be here before we know it. 

And I knew that you had been trying to track down Shorty, but so sorry to hear that news on him. He was a ,good man! We had a lot of fun times during our grocery store careers!

One of my favorite memories is how much fun we would have unloading the grocery truck from Fleming, every Thursday. Some Saturday mornings Otto would ask me to drive the order for the following weeks groceries to Fleming's warehouse and offices over off of Washington Ave.near downtown. I would drive my old '55 Chevy. The deadline to get the following week's delivery was noon on Saturday. Some times I would stop at Miller's drive in on 43rd on my way back and have lunch.

 


06/06/21 03:31 PM #10506    

 

Teddie Jordan

And as you can see from the old menu Miller's had some pretty pricey items back in those days!🤠
 


06/10/21 12:31 AM #10507    

 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     TJ, you are much too kind.   I'll tell you what, the tuff old "boot" was taxed beyound all belief Monday and today.   Monday was a long long daay at MDA, with and MRI scheduled,  and another one today, at noon. 

      Today was the "compairson" MRI,  first hour no added dye,  second hour, dye added.   I dont remember which dye it was, but it was the "cold" one.  I almost made it through to the finsih, but had to hit the panic button long about the end of the 2nd hour.  I appologized to the techs for "being a wimp" and hitting the panic button, but I could stand it no longer.   

     My back hurt and right side hurt so bad, I had to take very shallow breaths, and even that hurt.  The techs told me that I had completed the tests and got all the pictures they needed.   HALEJULIA !  Didnt matter, I was not going to do it again.   

    The docs even give me any pain pill I ask for,,  but alas and alack, nothing seems to helps.   I do get to sleep when DIANE drives us home.   I usually wake up arund buccees, just in time to keep her awake the last 20 milesof a 130 mile 2hour round trip home.  Midht have to hire a "driver" to give Diane a break.  

      My beloved, Diane, has gone above and beyond the call of a normal human being, keeping all my appts straignht, and pills on time,  and making sure I am being properly cared for at home,  ie nutrisios meals, chilidogs, and the like, you know, what I'm taking about, real nutrishious stuff.     

     And dessert...you remebnered the picture of the peach tree I posted a couple days ago?    It had about 30 or so peaches on it.   Diane picks a dozen off and made a peach pie.    OH MY GOODNESS,  I have never had a pie that good ever.  Fying saucer pies are dirt compaired to Diane peach pie.   

      My raving over her pie seemed to lift her sprit, and very notically.  I dont do false praise,  So she knew it was sincere.   I only regret is that the rest of the whorld wont get to sample her pie.   I is truly amazing.   And frome peaches off our very own peach tree...well duh, it wouldnt be off an apple tree now would it.

      I started my 2nd round of chemo Monday night, so I cant go in and raid the Kelvinator on one of my midnight excursionds to bountiful.  Chemo is not phun, but radiation is much more worser.   I have an OT evaluation tomorrow afternoon, but I think I free on Friday and SAturesday.   Well, I'm not free, but chardefgd a small nominal fee.

     on Monday, in addition of tghe hour and some change to MDA, it took 30 monutes to fine a parking spot, which throud us behone on our appts.   Had lab work done, and the lab waiting room was packed and a line outside the wainting room, down the corridor.  Never seen it so crowded, and through us odd even more for my appt with the head of the "head" team.

     He couldnt get get lab results when he wanted them, when he should have gotten tehm,  which, when they all came in, all were in the exelcenttl range.  Not too shabble for a "tough old boot" even if I do say so myself, and I did.

    The problem with the lab results and their not being there when Dr DeGroot wanted them, had now been remedyed,  my next lab appt is on Jun 27, which a Sunday.   Next "head" team appt is on Monday 28.   Me thinks.  Maybe it's July 28,  oh bother, I'll have to consult with my consulting Angel, Diane. 

     To say I am tired, is putting it mildly, but Diane is going through this too, so she is doubly tired.   I wish I could do something REALLY REALLY SPECIAL, for her.   She has all the jewelry she wants.

    She was suppose to go out of town to Denton for a DKG convention,  already booked and ready, but now has decided not to go because she dosnet wt to leave me alone with all the work here, ie dogs and the like, plus I have OT, PT, ST all next week. 

    I was hoping for her to go so she could get away from me and the dogs, and the work around here,  and to mix with her own kind...teachers and friends and normal people...however, she said she be so worried about me, that she wouldnt really enjoy herself.   God knew what he was doing when he chose us to be togethere.   

    We have already been through this before back in 87 only rolls reversed, she had the big C and I was the caregiver. Of course Back then, I was 50 years younger,  I had help from the ladies at Oaks so my job was not as hard as what her's is now.   Most all the ladies from Oaks from back then, have passed away.    

      Guess I'm just ramblin on...I apologize for going on and on about my trivial problems, but It has become my life now,   for better or for worse,   like it or not...I will have to say, that a good thing is that Diane and I have become closer than ever.   

    Oh my goodness, it's after midnight, all my girls have gone to bed, times for me to hit the hay, hey.

    Keep the sun at your six, and "ride boldy ride..."

Your frien and resident resendent, Chephursue R Endeavoring to Persevere...

Uh oh, goona hve to wake diane up to help me get up...been seting too long.  Just no end to her misery am I . 


06/10/21 09:14 PM #10508    

 

Bennie Schielack

Beau, we, our Ram family, are offering prayers to your recovery.  I'm personally thinking you have suffered more than your share and it is time for our Lord and Savior to return you to health . . . . . Thank you so much for sharing your travails with us.  Hopefully it does you some good to share and I'm sure your wife is very appreciative of your response to her supervision.

 


06/11/21 12:26 AM #10509    

 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey Bennie,  thank you for the prayers and kind thoughts.  Onliest (east texas for only) reason I put all that on here is because I was taught to keep my misery to myself, and not many on here lets it be known the trouble and travails they're going throguh.   Like you said, it helps to talk it out.  And I know that there's always someone that has it worse.

     On ocasion I see a little girl dwon at MDA, probably 7 maybe, anyway, she has a prostheic leg, no hair, carriying a teddy bear or doll, and her backpack purse on her back,  walking best she can, always trailing behind whoever shes with, I hope shes not alone.  Havent seen here the last couple of times, Since she's already lost a leg, up to the hip,  I imagine her prognosis at her her age is not good considering they already took a leg.  Now that's a tragedy.  

    We do see so many people by thenselves,  everyone should have a Diane to help them out, well, not my Diane, but one like her.      So see there, my piddling little ol brain stuff not so bad after all.

     Hey TJ,  loved the millers menu.  Sure brings back fond memories.  back when things were worth every penny.   there was a drive-in on old hepsted right about 18th st, called THE TEXAN DRIVE-IN, I THINK was next to the old hemptead drive-in theater. 

     whenever the band got through with a gig, Robbie and I would stop an each of us would have a fried shrimp basket with Orings, and mug o rootbeer. the shrimp was jumbo size and $1.25...was as good as can be.

      how in the whirld did you manage to hold on to that after all these?   

ok, time to go nite nite. been setting her asleep,dont know how long. 


06/13/21 07:42 PM #10510    

 

Lloyd Pond

I remember draft induction as a very bizarre event  Every one yelling orders and stuff. The scene is Alice's Restaurant movie was very close to what I remember. Anyone else care to tell us their draft day story?

 


06/14/21 07:31 AM #10511    

 

Richard Gardner

Yes Lloyd, the scene from Alice's Restaurant did remind me of the Draft Board physical exam I experienced in Houston. After all college deferments ran out, I received my "Greetings Letter" from the Draft Board and was called to present myself for the physical exam. I don't think they rejected anyone at that time. I spent all my savings and bought my parents a room full of furniture and their first color television set because I did not think I would be coming back. After my physical, they had the Draft Lottery. The best and only lottery I ever won was the Draft Lottery. The number drawn for my birth date was a very high number so there was very little chance I would be drafted. Every time we watch Alice's Restaurant, it brings back vivid memories of that time.


06/14/21 09:23 AM #10512    

 

Richard Gardner

Ann & I spent some time in Stockbridge and visited the site of Alice's Restaurant along with the church that Arlo Guthrie met his friends in.

 


06/14/21 10:15 AM #10513    

 

Tom Britton '65

Draft day. After the physical and paperwork we were told to be prepared to ship out soon. A room full of guys - 6 of us from Waltrip. Yes, Lloyd, lots of shouting. Strip down. Bend over. Spread cheeks.  Had a sore on my tailbone. Was rejected. Two weeks later that sore healed and never reappeared. Close call. I would have been proud to serve but am glad I got to finish college and stay out of Vam. 


06/14/21 10:16 AM #10514    

 

Tom Britton '65

Not Vam....Nam.


06/14/21 04:54 PM #10515    

 

Lloyd Pond

I too won the Draft Lottery, number 327, I think. 


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