BTW ALUMNI BAR-B-Q CONTEST. Having fun, fellowship, and comraity We are the mighty, mighty Warriors BTW CLASS OF"70 brought home the bacon. Winning 3rd place in the pork ribs.
Thanks to Larry our master cook and only cook for all he do we couldn't have done it without him. His wife Fye you are a gem as well you have imbraced our class and put up with us while we call on Larry for sooo much. Thanks for the support of our class mates who come out and support us in all our endeavors. We would love to see more of our class mates come and fellowship we us. Remember we are coming up to our 50th class reunion
Extroverts never understand introverts, and it was like that in school days. I read recently that all of us can be defined in adult life by the way others perceived us in high school. ~ Neil Peart ~
Happy Birthday Eugene. I'm sure that you're still reading posts to the website. I pray that you and your family are well and your day of celebration will be "Truely Blessed" and full of all your dreams and desires. Back in the day, there wasn't much talk about Extroverts or Introverts.....You were voted either "Most Loquacious or Most Friendly"....You my friend, represented the best of both worlds....Thanks for your FRIENDSHIP over the years, I'm still waiting to hear your plans for our class celebrating the 50th Reunion in Nashville....Why not??? Here's a little something from the past, for you to reflect upon..
Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good. ~Petrarch ~
Hello Alice, and Happy Birthday to you. As an educator, your love of the craft, duty, truth and your "heart to life" teaching methods, reconciles our class to acknowledge the prophetic eternal good that you've extended to the least among us. May your day of celebration be complete with every golden rod that you've displayed in your own personal life. May your family and friends bring an everlasting tribute to your soul. Petrarch also stated " It is more honorable to be raised to a throne, than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other." As you sit on your well deserved throne of merit today, enjoy this glimpse from the past....Love is the message.....
The rule of friendship means there should be mutual sympathy between them, each supplying what the other lacks and trying to benefit the other, always using friendly and sincere words.
~ Marcus Tullius Cicero ~
Happy Birthday Jerry ! While walking the halls of Porter Junior High, to be elevated within the hallowed halls of 715 S. Lauderdale, there has been a partnership in existance among us. From State Technical Institute, to the Cherokee Hights Apartments, onward to the Greenwich Square Apartments and the shared earthquake experiance, the days and celebrations we participated in have truly benefited us. The lyrics of a song that our gang of friends enjoyed states the following; "Together, fore we go Forever like it was before Remember, you've been told Together, we can go My brother, I watch you go Like a river, all love has flow Make your way, don't help me Don't watch where I go Make your way, don't help me Don't watch where I go Together, fore we go Forever like it was before Remember, you've been told Together, we can go." These words remain an active part of our lives today. I think that's the reason why y'all gave me the nickname of "Flash". May your day of celebration be full of Love, Mutual Sympathy and Friendly Sincere Words. All love has flow, remember, you've been told Together, we can go......Take these memories with you, as I watch you go like a river....
Thanks Pat....Literally, here's "One More" for you to enjoy....If anyone know the where abouts of Octavia, see if you can get her to join the website. Maybe we can wish her a belated birthday....
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. ~ Samuel Ullman ~
Happy Birthday to you Wendy! I spelled your name correctly, this time... It's great to know that you've not deserted your ideals and enthusiam for friendship. It was great to see you at the gathering planned for Liz Marzette, while she was in town. I am extremely fortunate to be associated with the members of our class. May your day of celebration with family be rewarding and full of the same enthusiam you have for your friends. Looking forward to seeing you in the days and years to come, as our skin wrinkles, but not the love our souls share, for our classmates. Enjoy these memories, as you recall the "Good Times...........
Then the Lord will be seen over them, And His arrow will go forth like lightning. The Lord God will blow the trumpet, And go with whirlwinds from the south.
We are with you and your family Alvin, just as those of the class prayed, texted and called me when Florence paid her visit to North Carolina. Although you're on the western side of the state, the effects may still reach you, prayerfully, with a lesser impact. I'm sure that you have prepared, as I did. Be safe and let us know that you and family are well......May our Lord be with you !
Thanks Ken, We're fine. Michael went through the west side of the state through the Gulf Of Mexico. I'm on the South East side of the state on the Alantic Ocean. Although it was a good distance from us, we did get some light wind and rain. I want ot thank everyone for their prayers, and concern. Hope to see all of you at the next reunion. Ken you are the best at keeping everyone informed. We appreicate all you do.
Thanks Alvin! The remnants of Michael came my way today and I too only had wind and rain. Much stronger wind than rain this time. I meant to say the Eastern side of Florida, but my fingers were faster than my intentions. We're both blessed......Thanks again to everyone who extended prayers on our behalf...because only God Can......
"AS WE CELEBRATE THIS MONTH, LET US ALSO BE AWARE"
Death is a challenge. It tells us not to waste time....It tells us to tell each other right now that we love each other...
~ Leo Buscaglia ~
Here's a new twist for you folks who aren't aware!!! Man Up ! It may be long, but worth reading Gentlemen.....
Here’s What It’s Like To Be A Man With Breast Cancer
Courtesy of Khevin Barnes
Khevin Barnes at his annual mammogram check-up at Arizona Radiology. On May 11, 2014, I received a message on my cellphone from the surgeon who had performed a needle biopsy on a tiny lump in my left breast just days before. “Hi, Khevin. I have a bit of bad news...” Her message was brief and to the point, and I can still replay it in my mind, even four years later. There were a few quiet words, an apology with a hint of disappointment, and suddenly my life was changed forever. I was a man with breast cancer. Most men I talk with are surprised when they hear that guys can actually contract cancer in their breasts. It’s an “orphan disease,” meaning it affects fewer than 200,000 people nationwide and is therefore understudied, largely overlooked and blatantly ignored by the pharmaceutical industry because there’s no money to be made there. I’m not mad about that ― mostly because I understand that’s how the world works. I am determined, however, to be an active participant in the group of men who create changes in the way the medical community responds to guys who share this rare disease. It’s no secret that the clinical research on the cause and treatment of breast cancer in males is grossly underfunded. After all, an estimated 266,120 new cases of invasive breast cancer are expected to be diagnosed in women in the U.S. this year, and about 41,000 women will die from it in 2018. The odds of a man contracting breast cancer are 1,000 to 1. In fact, statistically, a man is more likely to accidentally drown in any given year than he is to contract cancer in his breast. There are just 2,550 new cases recorded annually in the U.S., and about 480 men die from the disease each year.
Male breast cancer found me while I was a full-time resident at the Palolo Zen Center in Honolulu, Hawaii. My wife and I had been practicing Zen meditation for a number of years, and continuing our practice while living in Hawaii for 12 months was a dream come true for both of us. And so, in 2013, I left my 50-year career working full time as a stage magician in California, stored my possessions and headed to Honolulu to live in a Zen Buddhist temple in the jungle, high above the beaches of Waikiki. As you can imagine, life was simple there. We ate vegetarian meals, studied the teachings of Zen, sat every day in meditation, worked in the garden and walked on the beach. I suppose that’s proof that a healthy lifestyle in paradise is no guarantee of a healthy life. But if Zen taught me anything, it’s that stuff happens, and we can choose how we react to challenging moments in our lives. Naturally, I was alarmed, frightened and surprised by this cancer I never knew existed. But I was also very aware that I was alive at that moment and needed to carefully consider my game plan while preparing for the possibility that my time on earth could be seriously shortened.
After my mastectomy surgery, I was diagnosed with Stage 1, Grade 3 breast cancer. Grade 3 indicates a fast-growing and aggressive form of the disease, but Stage 1 means that the tumor is contained, and that’s a good thing. Most men are found to have a more advanced degree of the disease and that’s only because we are slow when it comes to getting help with what many men still think of as “a woman’s disease.” I suppose it’s a guy thing ― the way we are conditioned to “take it on the chin” and get back to our “hunting and gathering” as soon as possible. Generally speaking, men find it more difficult to speak up when we find a body part out of whack. Diagnosis and treatment procedures are disconcerting to many men as well, and guys are more likely to attribute a symptom such as a breast lump to some other cause. So, by the time many male breast cancers are discovered, they are often already at an advanced stage. In my case, I was visiting my primary care physician for an entirely different matter when I was asked, “Is there anything else going on that we should talk about?”
“No,” I replied, as I puffed up my chest, impressed with my own perfect health. My wife, who was at my side, chimed in, “Honey, why don’t you show him that little bump you found?” I was scheduled for a mammogram the next day. I chose to think of it as a “man-o-gram,” which made me feel a little better about the procedure. That was followed by an ultrasound and needle biopsy. I was in surgery for a mastectomy of my left breast less than 30 days after that visit to my doctor, and that promptness possibly saved my life. After careful consideration, and two opinions from oncologists in Hawaii and California, I made the choice to forgo the chemotherapy recommended in situations like mine. I based my decision in part on the fact that I had been the caregiver for my former wife who, after several years and many rounds of debilitating chemotherapy, died at the age of 47 from ovarian cancer.
Information on cancer of the male breast is scarce, and few doctors routinely check for it. When it is diagnosed, the standard course of treatment recommended is the same as that for women, since there isn’t a lot of historical data to guide us. There are a number of health care professionals who question the effectiveness of many of these treatments, and new research has shown that men do indeed react differently to traditional chemotherapies such as tamoxifen. I was told I had an 80 percent chance of living 10 years if I did nothing, and those odds were good enough for me.
Cancer is at once a mind-gripping nightmare into a world of the unknown and an auspicious gift, provoking us to gather our lives, confront our vulnerabilities and discover our strengths.
The choices we make are ultimately our own and they are never easy. After all, a cancer diagnosis is an expedition in extremes. It shatters every thought and plan we have about our future and leaves us with many more questions than answers. It is at once a mind-gripping nightmare into a world of the unknown and an auspicious gift, provoking us to gather our lives, confront our vulnerabilities and discover our strengths. In the first months after my diagnosis, my thoughts were virtually hijacked by the uncertainty of my future. That uncertainty hasn’t changed after four years, and the fact is, it never will. But the intensity of those thoughts and fears has softened significantly. A large part of the initial anguish I felt with my cancer was in the realization that I would have to give up pieces of my life that had great meaning to me. “Perfect health” was a big one. As a competitive runner for nearly 40 years, I was proud of my healthy body and my ability to run repeated marathons. Cancer took that away. I gave up the thought of ever having a chest that looked “normal” again. And I gave up the steadfast belief that I was certain to live long enough to be an old man. Cancer erased much of what I had assumed to be true about my life and my future. But today I am cancer free, or at the very least, symptom free. As I approach the five-year anniversary of my initial surgery, I continue to monitor my health through a yearly mammogram and via ultrasound testing. Fear of recurrence is the top concern for cancer survivors (after fear of dying) so I’ll remain vigilant for the rest of my life. The only real complaint I’ve had over these past five years is the degree to which my mastectomy scar has caused me some discomfort, often subtle but sometimes significant.
There is a good portion of my breast missing, after all, along with some important nerves and a lymph node or two, but it’s not unusual to experience this stiffness along with the pain that comes with having a portion of one’s body removed. True to the advice I share with all men, I check my remaining healthy breast regularly for any sign of cancer, while sharing my experiences with the hope of helping others who are new to cancer. Thanks to my daily practice of slowing down through Zen meditation, I now feel that I can move on with a renewed capacity to immerse myself in the freshness of what each moment may bring. And most importantly, I can fully accept that this whole cancer experience is part of the deal I’ve made with life itself. I’ve been given a second chance. A new beginning. An extended trip. This is the encore. And my hope is to live it boldly and without hesitation, right alongside this crazy cancer disease that has come along for the ride.
As for what other men can learn from my experience, my best advice is listen to your spouse, partner or significant other. They want what’s best for you, and that extra prodding might be the thing that gets you into the doctor’s office and saves your life. We also have to take matters into our own hands ― literally. We need to get used to feeling our chests and under our arms regularly and keeping an eye out for any unusual changes, no matter how innocuous they may seem. Early detection is always a good thing. Finally, just as we must get comfortable with the fact that we are aging ― and as we age, we open ourselves to changes in our bodies, not all of them good ― we also need to stop thinking of breast cancer as something that only women face. Breast cancer is no more a “woman thing” than being a pilot or a senator or the leader of a country is a “man thing.” The times have changed and so have medicine and science and human awareness, and so, we must change too.
Memories have huge staying power, but like dreams, they thrive in the dark, surviving for decades in the deep waters of our minds like shipwrecks on the sea bed. ~ J. G. Ballard ~
Happy Birthday to you Delores. May the memories of your celebration with family and friends become a joyous occasion. As you raise your sails into the wind today, give thanks for the blessings received, as we your classmates also give thanks and celebrate the decades of our memories of you. We look forward to seeing you in the near future....
Where would you be without friends? The people to pick you up when you need lifting? We come from homes far from perfect, so you end up almost parent and sibling to your friends - your own chosen family. There's nothing like a really loyal, dependable, good friend. Nothing.
~ Jennifer Aniston ~
Hello Beverly ! Where would you or I be without friends? As you celebrate your birthday with Eric and your family, don't forget about us, your friends. If we were there, we'd celebrate with you, because spiritually, we are.. It is my belief that Jennifer is referring to the "Class of 1970", unwittingly. Many of us were so close and sometimes acted as parents toward each other, our own chosen family. Have an awesome day and remember, we claim you as a really loyal, dependable, good friend......
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart. ~ Washington Irving ~
Forgive me, my friend for Missing In Action yesterday. I experianced a poor physical health day, unexpectedly. As Washington Irving has stated, I believe that each of your friends have sweet memories of you. Your rays of sunlight have blessed us over the years and you expressed mellow, tender and ocassionally, sad words as the Editor of Society's Swirl. I hope that your day of celebration has extended through the weekend and that Larry, Larrolyn, Marcus and Courtney provided you with one of the most wonderful days you're ever experianced. May your heart continue to be filled with joy!....Cherish these memories whenever you can and enjoy this Sunday Sermon......
No matter what your age is, you only have now. So it's always about living in the moment and being in the moment... I refuse to let those numbers define me, and I just try to face each day positively.
~ Christie Brinkley ~
Happy Birthday Thurmond. May "Grace, Peace and Prosperity" be extended to you continuously as you celebrate an awesome day with friends and family. Living in the moment and being in the moment reflects favor and blessings. As Christie has said, No matter your age, we only have now! Stay positive, just as you were in high school, to all your classmates. We look forward to seeing you in attendance at the celebration of our 50th Class Reunion. Here's a couple of images to keep you positive as you move along....Over Easy...
True friendship multiplies the good in life and divides its evils. Strive to have friends, for life without friends is like life on a desert island... to find one real friend in a lifetime is good fortune; to keep him is a blessing. ~ Baltasar Gracian ~
Happy Birthday Cloyd ! I may have used this quote previously, but you indeed have been a good friend during my lifetime. From the days of being a Boy Scout with "Scooter" and others, being selected as band members at Porter to becoming Esquires. Our paths have always crossed. As you celebrate your birthday today with Brenda and family, know that your friends are just excited as you will be, now that you've achieved another milestone. As Baltasar has stated, to find one friend in a lifetime is good fortune; to keep him is a blessing....Enjoy your day Sir Nightingale !.....take these memories with you as you celebrate....and "Don't Stop Til You Get Enough"....
"EARLY BIRTHDAY GREETINGS TO NORMA BERDEN WINBORNE"
That's the fun of going to a high school reunion: it's seeing the people who you were close to all those years ago, and re-exploring the relationships of the past. ~ Jon Hurwitz ~
Happy early birthday Norma. I may be offline in the days to come, so I will make my requests known today. To quote the words of "Our President" Barak Obama, "Thank you so much" for participating in our last class reunion. As you reflect on those memories, also reflect on the memories when they occur as you, Tony, family and friends celebrate your milestone achievement. We the members of the Class of 1970, wish you an awesome day of celebration, as we look forward to re-exploring the relationships of the past during the upcoming 50th Class Reunion. During your reflections and fun times, see if you recognize who's sitting behind Claudia, and just who are those folks behind the mask. However, make sure that you Have Some Fun, what ever you choose to do....
But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine. ~ Thomas Jefferson ~
Happy Birthday to you James. Considering the political climate these days, folks may not appreciate Thomas Jefferson. However, the Class of 1970 extends our appreciation of you, especially during the greater sunshine of our present lives. The gracious gift of another birthday celebration is a blessing and a tremendous achievement among friends. Benevolence remains among this class and as you celebrate this wonderful milestone with you family and friends, know that we celebrate with you, spiritually. As you retire from the activities of the day and sit in the shade to relax, reflect over the precious memories you've been blessed with.....such as these folks from Home Room 11-6.....recognize any of them???? Dare to test your memory....here come the BT Express....
Thanks so much for the information. I am grateful to know that you are a reader of the website and I'm gracious for the information provided. Is there any additional information that you can share, related to when and where? Your reply is appreciated and reflects the reason why we all should communicate with each other on the website.....Thank you my friend. Tell Carolyn hello for me.....
Everything is a part of what God's up to in your life, so I think our job is to embrace it. Everything. Embrace it all and consider it God's will for this moment. ~ Gloria Gaither ~
Many thanks Gerald, for the acknowledgement. I'm not sure if James was still in Memphis, but this is the information that I found in the CA Memphis;
James C. Williams, Jr.
Memphis, TN
Age 66, died, June 29, 2018
It agrees with your reply. I shall update the "In Memory" page....
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