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Bear Facts 70s #13
Welcome, to Bear Facts 70's

A BIG BEAR WELCOME TO:
Marsha Cox (Davis) '73!!!
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Earnest---What you wrote about the plane crash at Carswell and the World Trade Center really struck a chord with me. We have seen so many things in our lifetime, haven't we? I didn't see the Carwell crash (my sister Pam did and she too was traumatized and horrified) but I distinctly remember watching the Challenger space shuttle disaster on television with my son Matt, who was a toddler at the time. We turned the TV on just in time to see the Challenger explode, and I remember Matt turning to me and asking "What's that Mama? Where's the space shuttle? Where did it go?" I was in complete shock and at a total loss for words as to how to explain this horror to my young son. I felt that very same feeling as I watched the planes crash into the World Trade Center. As the towers crumbled, all I could think was "People are dying in front of my eyes and there isn't a damn (pardon the language) thing I can do about it." I also knew that because I work with people who deal with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder everyday that the entire country would probably be dealing with the hellish after effects of PTSD after watching the trauma of the WTC. As I said, its amazing how much our generation has seen in our lifetime. I truly think these catastrophes have made most of us much more grateful for the lives we have and the wonderful country we live in. Just a foot note: I just returned from vacation, traveling to Miami, Florida and the Bahamas. Once again, I realized (as I do everytime I leave home) that there really is no place like Texas. The people, the lifestyle, everything, I wouldn't live anywhere else in the world. (no offense to anyone out there living in another state) Texas is just Texas--that's all there is need to say. See everyone at the reunion--Kim Sealy Baumer '75
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I remember that sad day the plane crashed on the runway at Carswell. Since the windows were opened, some kids in the (I think) Senior photography class saw it and grabbed camers and started taking pictures. Someone saw something going down the runway and it was first thought it was a person but it was a tire. The photos were displayed in the halls downstairs for a while if I remember right.
Kay '73
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Soda Springs BBQ menu:
Sliced Brisket, Smoked Sausage and sliced Turkey, pinto beans, potato salad, I believe bread and apple cobbler for dessert. That may change because I'm not sure on the Sausage. But that is a start. There will be Tea and water and we'll have a coffee pot brought by one of us and Soda Springs will man it for us.
Barbie Jaynes (Brewer) '79
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Vicki Wilson (Wilson) class contact for '74 was in the hospital last week due to problems with diabetes. She is home now and doing much better. Hope she will be well enough in time to make it to the reunion, as she has been really looking forward to it and to seeing everyone. Please keep her in your prayers.
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TO THE CLASS OF 1972. I AM LOOKING FOR SOMEONE WITH THE INITIALS OF C.B.N. I FOUND SOMETHING THAT YOU MAY BE INTERESTED IN. IT BELONGS TO A WOMAN.
THANKS JIM POND 1960
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I called Cheryl Evans (Richterson) '72 to check this out. The only person we came up with is Connie Bert Nelson. If anyone knows how to get in touch with her or knows someone else that knows where is she is, please email Bear Facts 70s. I will pass the info on to Jim.
Thanks!
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Jann McNutt (Clark ) '71 sent a beautiful greeting card.
Thanks, Jann!
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an up-date on Tom Jordan, husband of Jo Hardman (Jordan) '74.
To All:
Thank you so much for your prayers and notes of encouragement for Tom and his family.
Miraculously, he has recovered from the initial surgery such that he was able to attend our family reunion last weekend. It had been scheduled prior to his health challenge and we had no expectation that he would actually be able to attend, but......Our God is so wonderful!
Last week Tom and family traveled to Houston's MD Anderson Cancer Clinic, (about 300 miles south) which is one of the premier facilities in the world. Following extensive diagnostics, the Neurosurgeon reported that he should be able to remove the majority of the mass and had higher expectation for Tom's eventual recovery than what had been the original surgeon's impression.
Tom has another appointment in Houston tomorrow morning at 10 am. Last week's appointment led them to believe that surgery would probably be performed soon after tomorrow's appointment, possibly Wednesday or Thursday.
As they prepared to leave, a call was received from the nurse who works for the neurosurgeon. She said the earliest surgical date would be the 10th. Tom is having some symptoms and he and the family are eager to move forward with treatment. Prayerfully, we'll leave it in God's hands as HE knows what is best at this time.
We have seen God orchestrate an operating room on a Sunday for the original surgery; extraordinary surgery recovery with no loss of essential faculties. Miracle after miracle after miracle. Please keep the Jordan's in your prayers.
Ken Edwards
America,
Bless God.
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REUNION TIME
Every ten years, as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
"A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail."

I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.

It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined and we dined and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.

The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.

The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no more do kicks.

No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who'd always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.

The boy we'd decreed "most apt to succeed"
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted "least" now was a priest;
Shows you can be wrong now and then.

They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.

They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.

At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.

It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.

By the fortieth year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.

And now I can't wait; they've just set the date;
Our fiftieth is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.

Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.

I'm feeling quite hearty, I'm ready to party;
I'll dance 'til the dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; I just hope there's one
Other person who gets there that night.
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To date the class of 73 has approx. 50 confirms including guest, for the decade reunion!
WAY TO GO, '73!!!!!
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Keep putting the "writings on the wall"
and remember "the Bear Cave" is always open!
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Kay Snapka '73
I LOVE BEARS!

# 13---10/05/02