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Bennie Schielack

Never got to draft induction, but did take a draft physical.  One of the last "tests" was a blood pressure check.  Mine was extremely low.  The Dr. asked me "what are you trying to do?"  I told him I had a spot in the Air Force Reserve and was trying to pass the physical to take that spot.  I passed.  Later on, I heard a rumor that some kids were eating lots of bananas prior to taking the physical to lower their blood pressure.  Some of them were kept in a local hotel overnight, then retested the next day.  As I said, it was just a rumor and I do not know if it ever actually happened. 

One thing I did find interesting/amusing.  I drove out to Ellington AFB for the induction ceremony and when I got back home, there was a draft notice in the mailbox.  It was just that close . . . . . Caught a bus to San Antonio and missed the broadcast of the very first "Super Bowl", but at that time, it was just the football championship game.  Only became the Super Bowl sometime later.

Wayne Lake

Speaking of Arlo Guthrie and Alice’s’ Restaurant, me and Keith Kupec are the only guys I know who were arrested and thrown in jail for littering, one of  my few claims to fame. It was a Sunday morning in May around 10 am, Splash Days hangin’ on East Beach Galveston drinking ice tea from a plastic cup while leaning on the back of my ’69 MGB. About 30 seconds (they must have been watching us from a distance probably thought it was alcohol) after we had both dropped our empty cups on the sand, a cop car rolled up, arrested us and took us to county jail.

Bond was $25/each and we had about $3 a piece so we were thrown into the tank with the rest of the idiots, Sat Night drunks and Father Rapers. One phone was all we got so I called Jimmy Hilsher (roommate in an apt off 18^th). A few hours later, after Michele borrowed $50 from her Grand Mother (before they married), they drove down and bailed our dumb asses out.

You can’t make this stuff up and you can’t fix stupid, it only gets worse with age.

From the North Country currently enjoying cool mornings (it’s been hot up here) while sittin’ on the back porch drinkin’ coffee. Headed to NW MN next week to fish Battle Lake during vernal equinox so we will have daylight from 0430 until after the 10 o’clock news is over.   

Hope to see you’all in August, wtl  

Wayne Lake

PS, both Keith and I were wearing bathing suits, no shoes and beads around our necks when we went to jail as I recall, it was a $25 fine not bail and I am fairly sure we paid Michele’s Grand Mother back the $50 but Jimmy should confirm.

Tom Gann

In response to Lloyd Pond''s request and the general topic of the draft which in my case was the spring of 1968. First, I should thank Judy Nelson in my Waltrip second semester of the junior year for most likely giving me mononucleosis better known as the "kissing disease". I ended up in the hospital and basically missed that semester.  I was planning on attending Texas A & M and had received a letter of interest to play football from West Point when the doctor  had a guiding discussion with me about the war and that it could become much worse, etc. My parents wanted me to attend Baylor with my older sister, Benegene, so that is where we attended and all male students at that time if registered  for the draft could receive a draft deferral. Benegene and Margie Pond, Lloyd's older sister, were best friends for about 50 years and until Benegene's  death and that starting at Waltrip. 
The Tet Offfensive istarted in early 1968 and everyone was being drafted in the mid-spring of my graduation year, and wanting to serve so I tried to joint the  U. S. Air Force but was refused due to the need for my glasses as they only wanted pilots. Still wanting to serve but not thru the draft structure, I filled one of the two remaining slots in Company A, U.S. Army Construction Battalion Reserves, Waco, Texas.  It seems they needed a clerk typist in their office. So, I left Baylor for one day on the bus that left Waco for Dallas with the new recruits. The load of new recruits step directly off that ride and walked through a single door with a large picture of Audie Murphy and a sign that we have just come in the door Audie Murphy, the most decorated soldier in W.W. II, had passed through to join the U. S. Army.  Being instructed to strip off to your underwear, coughing a few times, having your ears and a number of other seemingly demeaning exams, we redressed and were sent up in waves to take the mental exam composed of 100 simple questions and with four simple answers. This was about the time that Cassius Clay took the same type test and made a low 23. Coincidentally, having just finished the Business Statistics class it wasn't hard ti figure that if an individual guessed at all the questions he would probably  make a 25 and if he knew 10 answers he would make a 35. 

We all got back on the bus and returned to Waco and the next week or so  the Lottery System for picking your number out  in the Lottery based on your birthday or from 1-365. I did not look up my number for over 35 years.

So, "Hurrah for Judy Nelson" and her dad for making that stool and leaving it at the front door for Judy to stand on to kiss me goodnight. **

"Oh what a time back in 1963" ---The Four Seasons

Tom Gann

In response to Lloyd Pond''s request and the general topic of the draft which in my case was the spring of 1968. First, I should thank Judy Nelson in my Waltrip second semester of the junior year for most likely giving me mononucleosis better known as the "kissing disease". I ended up in the hospital and basically missed that semester.  I was planning on attending Texas A & M and had received a letter of interest to play football from West Point when the doctor  had a guiding discussion with me about the war and that it could become much worse, etc. My parents wanted me to attend Baylor with my older sister, Benegene, so that is where we attended and all male students at that time if registered  for the draft could receive a draft deferral. Benegene and Margie Pond, Lloyd's older sister, were best friends for about 50 years and until Benegene's  death and that starting at Waltrip. 
The Tet Offfensive istarted in early 1968 and everyone was being drafted in the mid-spring of my graduation year, and wanting to serve so I tried to joint the  U. S. Air Force but was refused due to the need for my glasses as they only wanted pilots. Still wanting to serve but not thru the draft structure, I filled one of the two remaining slots in Company A, U.S. Army Construction Battalion Reserves, Waco, Texas.  It seems they needed a clerk typist in their office. So, I left Baylor for one day on the bus that left Waco for Dallas with the new recruits. The load of new recruits step directly off that ride and walked through a single door with a large picture of Audie Murphy and a sign that we have just come in the door Audie Murphy, the most decorated soldier in W.W. II, had passed through to join the U. S. Army.  Being instructed to strip off to your underwear, coughing a few times, having your ears and a number of other seemingly demeaning exams, we redressed and were sent up in waves to take the mental exam composed of 100 simple questions and with four simple answers. This was about the time that Cassius Clay took the same type test and made a low 23. Coincidentally, having just finished the Business Statistics class it wasn't hard ti figure that if an individual guessed at all the questions he would probably  make a 25 and if he knew 10 answers he would make a 35. 

We all got back on the bus and returned to Waco and the next week or so  the Lottery System for picking your number out  in the Lottery based on your birthday or from 1-365. I did not look up my number for over 35 years.

So, "Hurrah for Judy Nelson" and her dad for making that stool and leaving it at the front door for Judy to stand on to kiss me goodnight. **

"Oh what a time back in 1963" ---The Four Seasons

Teddie Jordan

I guess you could say that my story about the draft is one of Paternity. When Fran and I married in February of 1966 I was working for Hudson Engineering out on Southwest Freeway, and Fran was working for Tenneco downtown. I was also attending U of H at night taking classes from 530-830 pm 4 nights a week, giving me 12 semester hours each term. My draft status was deferred, but it was understood that if I failed to complete the 12 hours due to dropping out or failing, I would be drafted quickly. And my plan was to complete college and then serve. Fran's dad and mine both had served in WW II, and We had total pride in both of them. 

In November 1967 I got a notice from the draft board asking to confirm my present college attendance and course load, and advising that I understood that if I applied for and received another years college exemption I would not be able to apply for any other exemption status in the future. I had two weeks to send that confirmation back. About the same time Fran found out she was pregnant. We were excited. I called the draft board offices and talked to a nice lady and asked what I should do. She said to get a letter from Fran's doctor confirming that she was pregnant, and to decline the extension of college exemption, and I did so. 

In June of 1968 we were blessed with the birth of our dear first baby Lisa, of whom we always have been proud and always will be proud. She along our second daughter Nicole in 1973 have been among our greatest gifts and blesssings and we are so proud of both of them and of the four grandchildren they have gifted us with. We look forward excitedly to gathering with all of our chicks plus Curt's mom and dad Wanda and Richard,  with whom share as big parts of our family, to gathering and celebrating our great brood on Saturday.

And Fran and I have always been proud of our Dad's service to our country, and of the service and sacrifice many of our friends and classmates have given to maintain our freedom. And I admit that I have always felt a little ashamed that I did not serve in Vietnam. My dad stayed in the Army reserves after the end of WWII and retired after 20 years as a Lt. Colonel. We lost him way too soon in 1965. Per his wishes he is buried at the Fort Sam Houston National Cemetery in San Antonio, and we visit that hallowed place often..

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey TJ, how you dune?  Well today's Dianes and mine 37th anniverasary.  Had a spectacular time,  We were together which is always a good thing.  Didnt have brakfsast, we wanted a reaally good lunck, which for me was therrible.  Food, all food, tastes terrible to me at this thime. Diane has been wanting to go to Cracker barrel on 290 around miskey road, acrocc from Costoco.  

    Wished I saved my money and my pallate. I ordered the things I like, meatlofe and mashed potatoes and gravy and turmip greens, biscuits, peach cobblers and coffee, what a misakese that wass. 

      Even with my takes buds messed up, I could still tell they werent up to my standards. The service was good, the waitess had too many tables to attend, which wasent her falt, I've found that incompetent empoyees are generally the result of incompetent management.  The ol "peter principle", being elevated to level of ones incompetence.

      My intial idea was to go to costco and have a hotdog, hotdogs are allus good is mustard is one of the main egreented, well a good dog also helps.  But nooooooo, had a crappy meal for about 20 dollars when I could have had a dog for about a buck and a half, if I have stuck to plan A, then then all would have ok.

     came home and had a much needed nap, afer which I fixed my beloved an anniversary  "chilidog" ha, who said old love is not as good as yong love.  I can almost see the sketicizisn on everyones face on the "anniversary chilidog".  Go on , check the marriafe  instruction book, on page elevnthyfive, paragraph b sub paragrah  aeiou and sometimes y and w.

     Diane and dont need anything, cept for me to get better so I can help out more arund here.  She no more jewelery, shes so much in the J dept we could open up our oen Jerwelery sroryt. and shoe story. 

     Had a fever of 101 Sunday, call the doctor, woke em up, said, doctor, aint there nothing I can doe, he said "put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning".  anyway, we ccoulding get in anywhere to get a covert 20 test, but the fevenr whent down  of it's own acorrd.

     Wasnt the phical building at 1800 Louisiana?   Looked like it a building from WWII.   I rementer taking the oath and getting sworn in and sworn at all one well foop.  Got sworn in twice as I recolecllte, and sworn at many more times.

    A WWI marine swore up in first,  "repeat afer me" he says,  "I, say your name,"an I swear to you, every recuriut said, "I, say your name", to which the recccuiter said "your a bunch of !@#$%^stupid moron clowns", and like the !@#$$%%%%%% stupid moron clowns that we were, repeated that back to him.   I dont know if he was tryingg to cry or laugh.

     The the bus came to pick up up at the Diego airport about midnight, the silly mood came to a screeching halt. Me N shorty looked at each other an im sure wanted to cry.  That first night felt like the longest night and day of my short life.   But as came  things prrogeset, had many many very long nigts in store.  .    

    ok, little miss ha jump in my arms and on my keyboard, so im sure youll be glad to see me say nite nite...so, nite nite

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Well, made it through three quartes of a centery,  76 today....got sppeeck therapy and phyical terapy this morning.and a new bloodpresser machinge to buy. ours went kaput last nith.  Suppose to Keep BP around 130/high 60s, low 70s yesterday moning it was about 147/    last night it was 97/....

     Anyone know how Pat Brantly is doing?     Susan Bowman?

Sandi Schlesinger (Stark)

Wow, Beau - a birthday and an anniversary all on the same day!  Seems like you mentioned that on the Forum in the past. Something about not forgetting your anniversary if they were on the same day. Congratulations on both. Hope you're having this day of celebration for many years to come. 
Sorry you had a bad experience at Cracker Barrel as I usually enjoy the meals I've had there - chicken and dumplings and Turkey and dressing are my favorites. 
Happy Birthday and Congratulations on your long successful marriage. 

Teddie Jordan

Beau (Cephus), Happy birthday old,( But not that kind of old) Friend!! We share memories going back to third grade! Hope it has been a good day!

Johnny Sheffield

Happy birthday beau 

And happy anniversary to you and Diane.

Sorry for your bad food experience. 
 

hope you get stronger and better each day. 
prayers are with you each day.

Take care

Johnny

Pat Brantley (Ross)

Don't pay the random!  I escaped.  Well the carotid artery surgery did not happen because my blood pressure was too high.  Instead I waited until June 1st and the durgeon put a stent in my right renal artery (kidney).  This was supposed to bring my blood pressure down.  I was back in the hospital two days later in pain and unable to eat.  Well, the surgery failed and my kidney died a slow death.  Surgeon didn't reappear for several more days.  He was telling me we needed to do the carotid artery.  Yes.  This is the surgeon who killed my kidney.  I was unable to walk by then I was so depleted.  I just wanted out of that hospital.  I got home on the 13th.  My tastebuds are way off.  I have tried to find something to eat that doesn't taste awful.  I am grateful to be home and have the freedom to walk around.  I had sweet friends and family who were praying for me to get home.  I looked like a bag lady when I left that hospital.  I found a good doctor to replace the other guy.  Beau, my tests were CT scans with dye.  I had four in two weeks.  I probably glow in the dark.

I would have written from hospital but didn't have the strength.  I went to Costco two days ago.  I was exhausted at the end of the U through the store, but I just held onto the cart all the way to the car.  
i got a draft notice.  It was addressed to Mr. Pat Brantley.  I didn't go.

Mary Weidner (Williams)

Pat, get well soon! Sounds like you have really been through hell! I had to fire a doctor once and then I turned him over to the state board and got him fined and he had to take a class on how to treat patients! It made me feel better that his buddies saw what he had to do. They publish it in the State Board magazine that comes out every 3 months. Take care and get your strength back!😘

Beau, Happy Birthday! Keep fighting! You are strong and determined and that is what it takes to beat cancer. My thoughts and prayers are with you😘

Susan Howard (Bowman)

Good morning everyone and happy Friday!  Also Happy Father's Day to all of you dads and grand dads!  I guess it's time for an update on my health.  I am improving with each day.  I have given up my walker and now use a cane when I go outside or when walking a distance, just to help with balance. I am still on oxygen, but not all day every day.  I am using 1 liter at night and in the morning after I get up, then I try to do without it the rest of the day.  I am "weaning" myself off of it.  The blood clot I had in my leg when I came home from the hospital in March has dissolved, so I am no longer taking Eliquis!  Yay!  I am now driving and have been for a few weeks.  I am still building my strength ....do exercises most every day to address that. Before I had covid I was watching my weight.  After losing 25 lbs while I was in the hospital I am now trying to put on a few pounds.  I still have a ways to go, but am so much better than I was! Home health care has pretty much dismissed me.  The nurse still checks on me every 2 weeks, but that will stop soon.  The key is patience, and you know how hard it is to be patient with ourselves. My emotional state is still on a roller coaster, but in time it will get better.  I am having mostly good days which is an improvement.  I really miss Sam, but I am also so grateful he was part of my life.  I am moving forward one day at a time, trying to find my new normal, whatever that will be.  The prayers that have been sent my way have been powerful, and I know some of you are still praying for me!  It's important that we pray for each other no matter what the circumstances are.  I am planning on being at our August 21 get together.  I hope to see many of you there!

Kirk Thompson '65

Hi Beau,

Congratulations and Happy Birthday from Iowa. You probs don't remember me from Class 65 but I follow our class sites from afar. I just don't often post. Anyway have a beautiful fantastic day and good luck with your recovery. Kirk Thompson

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Hello all, trying to catch up with all the happenings, and stories of our 60's military draft & experiences.  I will always remember, so many neighbors and friends, Johnny Gregg for one, went off to war and some never came home.  

Can't let this year go by without a Happy birthday,shoutout, Beau, and Happy anniversary to you and Diane! Some good amonst the bad.  I never could see what all the raves of the Cracker Barrel was about, never much enjoyed it; maybe their breakfast was all right.  Can't beat a good chili dog with all the trimmings, but not an anniversary dinner, Beau, two marks in the marital book, lol.  

Pat and Susan, I am so sorry to hear of the illnesses you've each gone through.  Hoping you have a speedy recovery.  Beau, you too, that fever sounded alarming.

I've got to end, my little jack russell dog needs to go out!

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hi everyone, This is Diane for Beau, He thanks everyone for the birthday and get well wishes.  We spent his birthday in the ER, then admtted to the hospital. We Just got home from the hospital.  His fever went up while at speech therapy and he started having chills, pulse elevated, blood pressure up, got to weak to walk.  Therapist called the ambulance. Took an ambulance ride one block to hospital!  They started him on powerful antibiotics and started running every test they could think of.  They contacted his primary care doctor and my MDA doctor. All tests came back negative.  Seems his body was fighting an invisible infection. By 3 am Friday morning, he was making improvements. Today he was walking, talking, joking with the nurses.  The last labs came back normal so he is home and napping. ( didn't sleep much in the hospital)  No fever since Friday morning, no chills since Thursday night, less weak and getting around ok.  

So birthday party or ER-  ER it was.  All staff was great! 

Hope everyone has a happy Father's Day!

Teddie Jordan

Thanks for the update Dear Diane! Sorry for the scare! I can't tell you how much we admire all that you are doing for Beau. I took a friend to MDA for two years and understand well the difficult drive across town at rush hour both ways, and all that goes with it. But when you get there, and after the  initial shock at the sheer number of patients from all over the US and the World that they treat each day, it is a truly impressive facility and staff to so cheerfully take on each new day! Where you go first matters, and so thankful that he is receiving the best of care! Thanks to you!

Johnny Sheffield

Alright,alright,alright 

it is 2 months until our summer fling 

on Saturday august 21, 2021 at 330 pm 

Harris county smoke house Tomball Texas. 
 

please rsvp by texting me at 979-203-7209 or 

E mail me at johnnysheffield46@gmail.com

or text Lynn Burkhardt at 713-907-3493

Or e mail her at lynnwrenburkhardt16@gmail.com

this way we will know if we need additional tables

other than the tables we have reserve in the banquet room.

As of now this is our rsvp list :

Johnny and becky

tom and Jimmie lee

Lynn and barbara 

jim and Beverly 

jenny and paul

Tony and Susan 

larry and Debbie 

gary and Maryilyn 

teddy and Fran 

Scotty and Sharon 

hopefully our list will triple

before august 21st. 
cannot wait to see everyone 

johnny

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Just thought I'd pop in and say howdy. i'm auwfuly tired, your in luck, so no long dissertation.  its good to be home.   

Beau Wann, Jr.

     its me again margret, the brain that wouldnt die.  sure have felt like dieing the last couple weeks.  the doc took away one bp med and added back a steroid.  sure does make a big difference.  had a great day yesterday with my beloved. we actually laughed outloud, and after what ive been through, thats  a miracle.  spending my bd in the er then two more nigts and days in hosp, was not good.   as an added bonus for my bd, got anticoagulant shots in my stomach several times a night,.

      going down to mda this morning for lab work.  on a sunday. doc didnt get results back fast enough last meeting, our next meeting is jul 7.   have a cat in the crook of my left arm, so only can use right hand to type. been typing this for 45 mins,  why bother rightt?

    ok, ill go away, right arm bout to fall off anyhoo.   

Beau Wann, Jr.

     oh no, it's me again...survived our  3 hour roud  trip down to MDA for lab work, and they only took 2 vials of bleed.   Got to go again on the morning of July 7, the day of the meeting with my head, head dotor.    As we were driving home, the results oof the test were sent to our phones.   White blood cell within normal range as were all the other tests. 

       On my birthday, I decided to wear some Engish Learher for the occasion, I use to marinate in that stuff before school.   I'm surprised everyone wasnt issued HAZMAT suits.  at least if one did not wish to converse with me, one could smell me coming long before one could see me.   "What is that fog coming down the hallway?"  one could say.  "oh that's just the knucklehead Engish Leather experiment" ...Mr. Clausen strikes again...

      I wish at least one of my teacheers had a sence of humor like like nime.  I would have loved to seen Mrs Tomlinson wearing a wwi or ii surpus gas mask as i entered the room.  I would have gladly payed for it.   Or hear one my teashers say,  "when you smell that smell, run for your life" to a substituert  teascher,  Dont recollect ever haing a sub in high school. 

      I'm pretty sure I made it  "la miserable" on just about everyone around me.   When I got my draft notice,  my fammily cheered up immensly.   and rightfully so...

     So see,  wearing English leather on my 76 bd, turned out to be a bad choise,  wound up in the ER.   Of course I only put a dab on one finger and touch my beard with it, not like in the good ol days eh?  "a little dab ll do ya"...oh that Brylcream, with Fearless Fosdick with the bullet holes in him.    I may still have oh that magical hair grease in the Bathroom  pantry.   It was too greasy for my taste.   I used BONDO, my hair so it would stay in place.

      I would be willing to bet I probably used more AQUANET and dep and dippity do than most of you lovely ladies out there.  I remember playing tennis at the park on Costa Rica and Saxon?   and not a hair was out of place..  Someone asked why,  I just said BONDO.  I guess they believed that.   When I took my headband off, my head looked like a mushroom.   Talk about an ego deflater. 

       For those not familiar with BONDO,  it was a fiberglass filler used by paint and body folks.   I used it on my 51 ford, "ol blue".  I liked the smell of it.  Well anyway, once I got to basic training, never ever use any hair "stay in placer" again.   I remember when Shorty and I went in to get our head shaved, of course the barber would ask you how you wanted it cut, and steeeeeeeeeeggggrrrrrr, it were just a distant memorie on the barbers floor.   "I'm gonna cut your hair off boy,  here, take this rifle..." and soon I was rocking and rolling,  just like the song said....

        When Shorty and I got out side, we just laughed at one another.   What a cool time that was.  I thought I saw him oversears, Subic Bay,  Bankok, or Singapore,  It wasnt hime in any of those places.     Sure wished I could have gotten to talk to him just one more.time...

       Living in the country like me and my beloved does,  neither of us wear "sweet smellum"   any more,   attracts skeeters and a host of other undesireable creepy crawlyu bugs.   But that's ok, we dont get much social traffic or are not on the country social register ...We sort of hang out with the dogs and our cat.   If it doesnt smell like dog, is it worth  socializing with?    As I pick of a towel beside our lovly simming pool,  Diane remindes me,  "dear, that one of the dog towels..",    "well, she will have get anorther one"...

      The guy that took my blood today was just a youngster of 57.   He said ,"boy, the golden years arent all that golden"..."tell me about" said I, "I'm 76, feels more like Leaden days" .  I sure do like meeting new people, donchew?   And even old friends also too, tambien...

      Ok, time to deplane...keep the sun at your xis and "ride boldly ride..."

Your friend and resident pin cushion...Cephus R,  "still crazy, agfer all these years"...

post script:  Sorry about going on about my ailments, but, it seems to be "my life" now.    

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey Pat, sorry about the problems you had with your idiot doctor.   I do hope you can find a "good normal",  I've been trying to find a normal, and it's all been bad.  Susan, if I live till august 21st, we plan on being at the fling.  Looking forward to seeing all yall then.  Know, you are all in our prayers.

     Pat the onliest (east texas for only) thing I've found that tastes like I remember, is Camphelles chicklen noodle sooup, and orange juice, and mustard,  not nececcesesearyly mixed all together, mind you,  but each alone takes pretty good,.  even peanut butter doeant tasste as good as it useta.

     When I was in the hosepital this last time,  the food was as bad as bad can be.  Which promted my beloved to clean off the store shelves of things she thought would be easy and good to eat.    She comepletly filled one of the cabinets with junk food,  looked like a 7eleven in my room.   When any of the nurses or anyone really, would come in my room, I would rise from my magic carpet and whisper, "hey little girl, want some candy"?   "close your eyes girl, close your eyes, come and ride on my magic carpet..."

     When I got home from my last sojurn on the "che, health resort"  I happened to mention "I would love an ice cream cone",  lo and behold,  Diane had bought fome chocolate Ice cream and vanilla ice acrean and some cones, and made one for her and me when we got home.

     I was at a loss for what to get Diane for her anniverary.   Jewely was out, because he has enought to start her own store.   and for those that think I'm not a romantic guy after 37 yyears,  I bought her her very own riding lawnmower .   It was suppose to be delivered yesterday, but was put on back order, back order, back order slip...until Diane got on the phome when the mower people,  it WILL BE BE DELVERVER TOMORROW...She is really looking forward to her very own riding lownmower.

      And I AM looking forword to both of us mowing together.  A family that mowes togerher, sneezes together...And that's the truth...thbsssss!

    Ok, I love all yall, and hope to see youse aug 21st.   

Oh, my next MRI in tentativly schedcheled to 9:15 PM down in League City whidh is after my visit with the head head doctor,  which he aint goona allow.  He want to see my inner sanctum on the day of my visit.  not after.   They are still tring to fine an opening befoer july7.   Out of all the MRI machines in the area,  they are all fulled up.  Go figure! 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Goooooooooood morning chappawll Hilllllllllll......and all that takes pills...add a pill, subtract a pill...here pill, there pill, everywhere pill pill,  old madings drugstore had a pill farm, E I E I OOOOOOOOOO...I loved our old drugstore system, Madings, Dugans, the old Walgreens and gota throw in Woolworths, even though it wasnt a drugsotre, the place was just cool as could be.   

    you could get as fine a lunch as there was in the city, at Woolswoorths.  A hoagie for .29 cents,  hotdogs, hangburgers, fries, plus whatever the special was on whatever day your nose happened to bring you in.   There are no places like that any no more.   At Dugans, which was just a cou[le of doors down from Mangum Supr Valu,  you could get a plate lunc for .85 cnets, cooked and served by TRIXIE, Buddy Woods mother.  I sure do miss all those good folks.    

    Ok, breakfast is ready, cooked by mine own personal chef, Diane,  "Christoper Robins" of Winnie the pooh fame,  that's because Diane is gernerally outside with the 2 dogs that love her dearly, as do I of couse, and Diane is generally in a summer dress, with a rain hat and rain boots, tending her flowers trailed by Dixie and Izzy, reminds me of Christopher robbins.   see ya later aggitatior...

     had waffles and sausage....yuuuum.

     The phyisical theraphist really worked me out hard yesterday.  She gave me a "good job" attaboy.    Got oupupationa; theapy to day.   Not doing too good in that one.   or is that speech thereapy?   no matter,  the face and the mouth and and tounge is hard for me to eork on.   Hands arent that much better.

    Mowed the lower 40 sown by the creek yesterday eening.   It had grouwn up over 6 foot high in some places.  Hard going with the Mahindra and field shredder.  kept bogging down even thought the blade is turning at almost 3000 RPM.

     uh oh, Little Miss has jump uo in my arms and on the cormputer, now its singing and  dancing shucking and jiving, diong the huckelbuck," if you dony know how to do it, then youre out of luck",  a very old and forgettible tune.  first heard it at on of the old swimmimg hole  of my mon and dad youte, in Arkansas, called Boyle park? methinks.

     anyway it was plaing on the loud speakers strung up on telephone poles across the lake, i was probably  2 or 3, i hear it as clearly today in my mind as i did some 70+ plus years ago. i think it had an accordion getting down and jammin back. my mom like the accordion, and had 2 and played as good as Lawance Welk, if that tells you anything.

    There was a tune in the late 50s to early 60s called "Boppin the Rock" by chifton chinner (sp) that was played on the acordion, i liked it.  in fact i have it on a 45 rond here somers. It was clearly cajun or cajin muscic.   

     heres sumptim for  to ponder over yonder, they,med peoples, are now using, a new glue to attach all the electrobes to you for heart monitor.  normaly i just grabum and ripum off.    not these boys you cant.  i tried and came attention. just not the last of off. nurse said soap and water would do the trick...not so mon ami alcohol, babies oil and nail polish remover wouldnt budge thosn bad boys.  probaly not a probem for the ladies, but for us manly men, it can harm you, sseverly.

    they use to shave it spots where the electobe was slated for.  guess heinlek himmler took over the class of "placement of eltrobebes"

ok your in luck, got OT so budee buddee budee       thats alls fffolks...

Tom Britton '65

Beau...your posts make my day!! Keep 'em coming.