Allan has been a good friend of mine ever since Junior High School. We shared a love for old cars, and spent many hours working and talking about them. His specialty was C-3 Corvettes, and I think he had about 5 of them when he died. I asked why he needed so many of basically the same car, and he responded "One for each day of the week!". We both graduated from USU in Landscape Architecture. Allan then went on to become a licensed architect, as well as a landscape architect. After we both moved to California, I went to work for a Landscape Architectural Firm, and he went to work for an Architecturel firm. We stayed in touch, and he introduced me to some of his clients, which allowed us to work together on a variety of projects, for several years. Allan was known for his quick wit, and loved to poke fun with people. He always had a comeback line to anything you would tell him. He loved magic, and always had a deck of cards ready to perform on a moment's notice. He even performed at the "Magic Castle", an exculsive private club in Hollywood California <www.magiccastle.com>. Allan, Dennie Christensen, and myself would get together once in a while for a breakfast or lunch, and talk about old times. One thing for sure, the older we get, the better we were!
At the class reunions Vicki Vosberg and Allen would alway get together to ball room dance. It was a delight to see them dancing together as they both knew what they were doing. I appreciated Allan as he was always freindly and funny.
Allan and I were 'best friends' when we were about 5-6 yrs old - until Jr. High. His step-dad (Hod Aller) and my dad would drink together (with moms Bessie and Bernice). Hod was a hard man, and Allan really didn't like him much. He and I started stealing cigarettes from the cars/trucks of construction workers at Johnson's Gravel Pit at about 6th East and 1st South. And we stole a bunch of stuff from Al's Bike, Island Market and the like. We slept out almost every night at our house, at whomever's house had a lawn. We broke into WIlson School on a number of occasions to rifle through teachers desks for anything of value. Pretty much raised 'hell' in the idyllic days of summer. By Jr. High, he had a different set of friends, as did I (Ted Ricks and Kim Anderson). While we always remained friends, it was never the bosom buddy times of early youth. But Allan was extremely talented in many ways. It was a pleasure to know him.
I first met Allan in the 5th grade. We had both won our respective elementary school marble tournaments (Ellis and Wilson) and qualified to play in the Logan City Marble Tournament held each year at the USU Field House. We both lost out to Craig Smith that year, but developed a solid friendship from that point on. Since we both lived in Southern California during our adult lives, we would get together periodically to visit and reminisce about old times. Allan returned to Logan to care for his mother, and during that time opened a sports bar (Legends) where he incorporated some of his hobbies (billiards, magic, live music, dancing) with a business venture. He encouraged our high school band (My Friends) to get back together to play at his club, which we did on numerous occasions. Upon returning to California, Allan moved in with his son who lived nearby. He, Dale Hadfield and I would often go on Harley rides in the local mountains, along the coast or beyond, including the Sturgis Rally in South Dakota. During the last 5 years or so, Allan helped care for grandkids while his daughter-in-law was going through cancer treatments. Allan was a good friend and I'm going to miss him!
Dale Hadfield
Allan has been a good friend of mine ever since Junior High School. We shared a love for old cars, and spent many hours working and talking about them. His specialty was C-3 Corvettes, and I think he had about 5 of them when he died. I asked why he needed so many of basically the same car, and he responded "One for each day of the week!". We both graduated from USU in Landscape Architecture. Allan then went on to become a licensed architect, as well as a landscape architect. After we both moved to California, I went to work for a Landscape Architectural Firm, and he went to work for an Architecturel firm. We stayed in touch, and he introduced me to some of his clients, which allowed us to work together on a variety of projects, for several years. Allan was known for his quick wit, and loved to poke fun with people. He always had a comeback line to anything you would tell him. He loved magic, and always had a deck of cards ready to perform on a moment's notice. He even performed at the "Magic Castle", an exculsive private club in Hollywood California <www.magiccastle.com>. Allan, Dennie Christensen, and myself would get together once in a while for a breakfast or lunch, and talk about old times. One thing for sure, the older we get, the better we were!
Cyndi Mintun
At the class reunions Vicki Vosberg and Allen would alway get together to ball room dance. It was a delight to see them dancing together as they both knew what they were doing. I appreciated Allan as he was always freindly and funny.
Herm Olsen
Allan and I were 'best friends' when we were about 5-6 yrs old - until Jr. High. His step-dad (Hod Aller) and my dad would drink together (with moms Bessie and Bernice). Hod was a hard man, and Allan really didn't like him much. He and I started stealing cigarettes from the cars/trucks of construction workers at Johnson's Gravel Pit at about 6th East and 1st South. And we stole a bunch of stuff from Al's Bike, Island Market and the like. We slept out almost every night at our house, at whomever's house had a lawn. We broke into WIlson School on a number of occasions to rifle through teachers desks for anything of value. Pretty much raised 'hell' in the idyllic days of summer. By Jr. High, he had a different set of friends, as did I (Ted Ricks and Kim Anderson). While we always remained friends, it was never the bosom buddy times of early youth. But Allan was extremely talented in many ways. It was a pleasure to know him.
Dennis Christensen
I first met Allan in the 5th grade. We had both won our respective elementary school marble tournaments (Ellis and Wilson) and qualified to play in the Logan City Marble Tournament held each year at the USU Field House. We both lost out to Craig Smith that year, but developed a solid friendship from that point on. Since we both lived in Southern California during our adult lives, we would get together periodically to visit and reminisce about old times. Allan returned to Logan to care for his mother, and during that time opened a sports bar (Legends) where he incorporated some of his hobbies (billiards, magic, live music, dancing) with a business venture. He encouraged our high school band (My Friends) to get back together to play at his club, which we did on numerous occasions. Upon returning to California, Allan moved in with his son who lived nearby. He, Dale Hadfield and I would often go on Harley rides in the local mountains, along the coast or beyond, including the Sturgis Rally in South Dakota. During the last 5 years or so, Allan helped care for grandkids while his daughter-in-law was going through cancer treatments. Allan was a good friend and I'm going to miss him!
Kathy Milligan (Conlin)
Kathy Milligan (Conlin)
Kathy Milligan (Conlin)