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Pat: Thanks. Hopefully she was also thinking "Gee, Santa's looking pretty trim in the off-season." ;^)

"mixing the whites makes the colored lights show up better" A lesson Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney tried to teach oh so many years ago on the advantages of cultural diversity. Everybody sing along "Ebony and Ivory...." ;^) (I still can't get over how much Lynn's story sounds like a racist's lament from the 50's.)

Happy to have a much needed break. I love the colored lights! It reminds me, no offense of a house that has ceiling white paint for all rooms. That is why the White House has so many beautiful colors for each room. It is much warmer than that cold white, sometimes in the form of snow. We had about 1" Christmas am. but it was like looking at that paper weight that needs a good shaking. New years would be fun, maybe some will make it. Glad you decorated the tree Pat. Best to all.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!! As far as decorations go Pat, we like them all. Ann puts both on the tree; she says mixing the whites makes the colored lights show up better. Since we haven't heard anything from Martha Stewart lately (she must still be on "vacation")-that's our holiday tip for the day!

Lynn, that's a great story about the lights - it made my day! And Dewey, I'm sure that little girl simply mistook you for Santa Claus' youthful-looking son! Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday -

HO HO HO and MERRY CHRISTMAS!! Been thinking lately I should put on a red suit and go around the neighborhood after midnight yelling that. If anyone complains to the cops, the dispatcher will figure they're just pulling their leg. ..... Lynn: You see what happens once you let some of those colored lights move into the neighborhood. Pretty soon they're all over the place, casting their reds and greens on everyone, shining their "blues" and even illuminatin' yer daughter. Just don't seem like KKKristmas that way. ..... As for them "Lookin' older than ya think" stories, a couple years ago I walked into a little convenience store in Cambridge and the owner was behind the cash register with his little daughter. As I was leaving I heard her ask him "Is that Santa Claus?" I turned to her and let out a hearty "HO HO HO!" as I headed out the door. Her eyes got SO BIG!

Merry Christmas to All, I have to contribute my lights story. When we first moved to King City nine years ago, we unknowingly moved into an all white lights neighborhood. My boys were in grade school and I let them (encouraged them) to fling colored lights with abandon into the huge sycamore tree on the corner, heck I think they climbed the tree to fling them higher into this huge tree-It was spectacular! Our house was adobe, with a courtyard and iron gate, so little white lights and lots of poinsettias looked nice, but the tree on the corner-WOW! Later a few neighbors that we were beginning to know told me that the "organizer" of the neighborhood was pretty chapped with me, and they would chuckle. We were absolutely the only house in the neighborhood with colored lights. The next year we continued our own little tradition, and added a few more for good measure-in the cherry tree on the other side of the house. We noticed a neighbor around the block added some colored lights (they were from Canada, maybe nobody let them in on the scheme either) each year we added colored lights and more neighbors quietly joined the revolt. A few years ago we bought the house we live in now-across the street and down three houses-yup, white AND colored lights! And each year more neighbors add colored lights while the organizer is steady with her white wonderland. This year with my older son in college and Sean in High School and Annie in 6th grade. I kind of felt like putting white lights in our small courtyard and here we have only roses and one lone Juniper-no trees. My kids were apalled MOM! YOU HAVE TO HAVE SOME COLORED LIGHTS-JUST LOOK WHAT YOU'VE STARTED! So you guessed it-colored lights on the Juniper..and Most of the neighbors have added some color their displays--some even blink. My husband just shakes his head and smiles. Have a safe and happy holiday! Oh by the way-it's COLD with heavy frost here, but the stars are bright. Merry Christmas, Lynn (the other one)S. Olson

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MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR ! HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL !! :-)

Pat - thanks.

Janine -- yes I know, but that is ok -- I need to be with friends, hope you and all will join us NYE. -- David and I like both white and colored lights, we have colored lights on the tree.. and on the house on the trim there are colored lights, but the bush in front is white lights, and the trees in front are all white lights, and the gazabo is white lights.

Pat, I like the color lights, my wife the white. So we alternate every Christmas. Merry Christmas everyone! Ward

Thanks, Janine!

Pat .... I need to check on those. They've been so inundated with all of the stuff from the surrounding schools that I told them to go ahead and take their time. I'll check after the holidays.

Merry Christmas, everybody - it's great to see all of you getting in the holiday spirit! We sort of lost a week of holiday preparation time when that ice storm came to Charlotte (no power for 1 week; the house was 42 degrees inside!), but although I'm way behind I'm not going to worry about it. I am taking a break from decorating the tree (I truly am behind!), but here's my question for the day: how many of you like white lights and how many prefer multicolored? We have a mixed marriage, as my husband prefers the white ones and I don't, but since I put them on the tree, I awarded myself the right to choose. I will be interested in public opinion on this burning issue. Beth, I'm so sorry about your cat - pets really are family members, and it hurts to lose them. Janine, seeing your name in the Guest Book reminded me: reunion T-shirts! Any idea when they might be getting in? I am going to be in the area after Christmas (and after the Continental Tire Bowl, John!) and would be glad to run by your house to collect mine, if they are here by then. Just let me know. One last thing, I loved seeing the birthday pic of Mr. Landes. It's amazing how much the same he looks. Hope everyone is enjoying this holiday week!!

Did I see an open invitation to a NYE party? Beth -- do you know what you've opened yourself up to?

David and I went to many concerts at the Ol' Cap Centre. Jethro Tull, Linda R. and the Eagles, Elton John, Jimmy Buffett,... good times. Feeling really bad today, David came home from work yesterday early and found our cat on the side of the road, hit by a car. He buried him by the horse shoe pits, by the gazebo so he will always be with us. We got him over 5 years ago as a stray, someone had moved away and left him and he was given to us. When we moved to this house a year ago, we tried to keep him in, but he just loved the outdoors, so it was impossible. He would always follow us around the yard when we were out there or planting flowers. Our whole street knew him. I don't know how we are going to tell them. I think we need a mini-reunion - we are having a New Years Eve party if anyone is interested.

Did someone say "mini-reunion"???

I will be around the Manassas area on the 27th/28th. Don't know if I can get away because all the out-of-town relatives will be there. If I don't get to see you, I hope you have a happy and safe holiday! ;^)

Hi All, had to add my memories of Concerts of Capitol Center past--Little Feat, Led Zepplin, Eric Clapton, CSNY, and George Harrison. At least those are the only ones I can remember right now. I can't remember if I saw Bonnie Raitt there or someplace else. Interesting to note that my son and daughter--21 and 22--attended Farm Aid in Pa. this year(to see Dave Matthews) and saw Neil Young and John Mellencamp, among others, and said it was one of the best concerts they'd ever attended. Our music definitely has staying power. It was really nice to hear that they loved Neil. Well, I'll be in town for the holiday if any "mini reunions" take place. Happy and safe holidays to all of you!

Add to the list of Cap Center memories: Linda Rondstat and the Eagles, Neil Diamond, and even women's professional tennis (I still have pictures of Martina Navratilova (in her 'porky teenager days'), Chris Evert, and Jimmy Connors (in a dress and wig!). Ho, ho, ho.

The Capital Center. Believe it or not, I only saw 2 concerts there. Peter Frampton and Elvis...Many...Many Sport venues. One of the most memorable dates I took my girlfriend (now wife) too was a tractor pull and the main attraction was "BIG FOOT!" Have the place was hacking and coughing from the exhaust fumes. I even went to a rodeo (talk about a different smell) there, one night and about 10 wrestling matches. When it was cool to be a wrestling fan....ANyway. That's pretty much my memories of the "Old Cap Center." I remember going to see Frampton with Alexis Long. The band was playing and they lost the sound system. Talk about your "Millie/Vinelli?" Frampton left the stage...

First to the various numbered lurkers of late: I want to say that I've frequently pondered the question of why this particular, obvious number had not been taken. I then realized that it must have been reserved for me and you all knew what I didn't; simply because I had not bothered to check the guest book recently (bad me!). And, I'm so honored that you saved it for little ol' me. Second to Amanda: I'm astounded at Amanada accuracy in predicting the manner in which I demand the lights on the house, bushes, trees, flowerbox or anything else are displayed! Good reading, dear but I must wonder what that says about my personality. As I drove home from work tonite I took a closer look at the lights on the houses and in the yards that I drove passed and found myself applying your analysis in reverse about the souls who occupy those abodes -- I have to do SOMETHING in all that traffic. I'm also betting that you predicted several others' light displays with reasonable accuracy as well. Well, folks? Admit it -- how close was she REALLY? Third, to John: Oh go ahead -- give me coal in my stocking -- all my real wishes and needs for my friends and family have come true over the last year anyway and I have so much to be thankful for this year that I don't really care. Nanananana boo boo. Banishment? Heck guy -- I'm barely around here anyway -- and ... you know you miss me -- so I have great doubts about banishment. Fourth, adding to my list of things to be grateful for this year? I wonderful renewal of acquaintances and a strengthening to friendship of those who really were just acquaintences 30 years ago. I'll look back on "THE" reunion and the multiple decimals ones with great delight as the years pass. As the happy, fat, red-suited fat man shouts -- MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL -- and to all a good night.

Yesterday, December 15th, was a rather sad day kids. The fabled Capital Center (aka US Air Arena) is no longer. At 0800, after 30 years of providing entertaiment to millions, and with a purpose and attraction no longer a priority, it was dynomited into oblivion to make way for a shopping mall. On a Sunday no less. Sacriledge! As I watched the odd but proud structure crumble to dust on the television I couldn't help but recall the endless treks of my youth across the Wilson Bridge and arould the Beltway to that magical Mecca of divertissement. Some of us, probably many of us, have fond memories of our visits to the "Cap Center". My own recollections are shady in some ways but vivid in others. From the Bullets roundball dynasty in the 70s and the first time the Celtics came to town with the God in green, Larry Bird, to the day Micheal Jordan scored forty big ones and the night the great Gretzky melted the ice and thawed the Capitals, sports history was all there for me to see...and never forget. Equally unforgetable was an attraction of another sort - The Rock Concert. I was there to see Elton John practically do a hand stand on the keyboard and Phil Collins jumping in the air and providing rhythm on the tamborine for Genesis..with his feet! Eventually they all came to the big house on the Beltway. The Eagles, Chicago, Beach Boys, Clapton, the Doobies, the Stones, and so many more. At times I swore the US Geological Survey had to be recording unexplainable readings of 4.5 on the Richter scale eminating from some epicenter east of the beltway called Largo, Maryland. Please join me as I raise the flame of a lighter high in air one more time and pay hommage to a cathedral of our youth. Listen - I think I hear a lead singer belting out one last deep throated howl into the mic:"THANKYOU WASHINGTON"!

Rats! I've been outed! John, it's your playground, so if I need to do penance for my misdeeds with coal in my stocking (though you might want to rethink that -- it's a fairly valuable commodity these days), or lyrics deprivation (which only goes to show that I DON'T know the first five words of "It's a Holly Jolly Christmas" after all, but DO have words 2-4 down pat), and/or having my entries deleted, so be it -- I probably deserve to be thrown into that briar patch. But I'm worried about one thing: If you decide to delete any entries from folks who sign in under an assumed name, what will become of our good friend "Uncle Meister"? ;-)

Frank: You are right about those evil-doer spammers scanning web sites for email addresses. I got one addressed to "Uncle Meister" a few months ago. Another way to reduce your exposure to spammers is to NOT write back to them that you want to be removed from their email list. Yea right. All you are doing in that case is letting them know: 1) you're address is real; and 2) that you actually read their spam. Your confirmed address is then sold over and over to other scumbags of the same ilk. My provider just installed something called Spam Assassin. It's been working really well. It almost completely elimated the spam I was receiving. If you are having spam problems, beg (or rather INSIST!) that your provider do something about it. Tell them Spam Assassin works.

Lurker #375 (in Florida): yea right! Like we couldn't figure who you are! We also know that Lurker #6 and #22 are the same mole in the CIA, that #77 is a long hair in NC, and that people that won't write their real name are going to get coal in their stockings, and no more lyrics (or even worse, their entries deleted!). Ho Ho Ho!

Atta Boy Frank! Nothing like livening up the holiday conversation with advice on how to protect ourselves from those crafty Spam and Virus terrorists. Still, I don't think that Amanda has quite got you pegged. While it is entirely possible that there are no errant Christmas tree lights at your house and you have advised all sugar plums that they may not dance without a permit and proper identification, I KNOW that there's a Santa-style twinkle LURKING in those baby-blues. How else to explain that freckle counting project that you have been working on?

Here's a laugher for you if you all want to know how your email address winds up on some spammer's list. A few months back, one or more unsuspecting classmates was circulating the klez-e virus. I left a message here with a bogus email address of "fkistner@dont-send-the-virus-to-me.com". So what shows up in the mail today is an spam-mail with a cc to none other than "fkistner@dont-send-the-virus-to-me.com" So someone out there is running a "screen scraper" that goes and pulls anything that looks like an email address from web sites and uses the data to build a spam-mail list. One way to defeat this is to use a bogus return address (but then no one can reply to you unless they know your real email address). Another way is to insert a bogus character or two into the return email address (e.g. fki1stner@xyz.com).

Ruth-Go ahead and sing along

Lurker 375: Right on the money, I'm afraid. And funny enough to forward to others. It reads like something from Reader's Digest. .... Amanda: When I think of the pollution generated by the frivolous waste of energy, the steady depletion of a non-replenishable resource, the political ramifications of America's dependence on mideast countries for so much of its oil, I cannot, in good conscience, engage in a gaudy display of colored lights whose only purpose seems to be to make the neighborhood look "Christmasy". But I'm sure glad every one ELSE does it! ;^) .... Ruth: I'll say it again. Dave Barry-esque. Must come from livin' in Florida. The words to "It's a Holly Jolly Christmas" are: "It's a Holly Jolly Christmas. La-la-la la-la la-laaa It's a Holly Jolly Christmas la-la-la la-la la-laaaa (repeat)"

Well, Amanda my dear, you have compelled me to emerge from Lurker-Land and take a few moments to tell you about decorating my Christmas tree. First, I unearthed the tree stand. I don't have the typical tree stand with the center ring and three long eye-bolts that you tighten against pennies on the trunk. No, I have this contraption with a collar and guy wires and chains and other stuff that should be surgically attached by a team of trained professionals -- and certainly NOT by someone who's had three glasses of wine and can only remember the first five words of "It's a Holly Jolly Christmas." Needless to say, from the outset, my tree leaned a bit. Next, I always put some bourbon in the tree water -- a Hint from Heloise, I think. I'm not sure that this prolongs the tree's life, but it serves as a handy explanation for it's gleeful tilt. Next, the lights. Have you ever noticed that, other than "UL Approved", Christmas tree lights do not come with instructions? (By the way, who/what is "UL"?) I am the proud owner of 43 strings of Christmas lights -- no two are alike. Some blink, some don't; some stay lit when one bulb goes out, some don't; and some -- the more expensive strings -- flash "Ha Ha Ha" in morse code when other long sections of the string inexplicably go out. The only thing they have in common is that, if a bulb goes out, there's no way to find out WHICH bulb is out. Also, the bulbs are not alike -- and the differences among the bulbs can only be discerned with an electron microscope. To add to the confusion, some have plugs at both ends and some don't (and, if you have a string with only "male" ends and no "female" end, is this a good opportunity to discuss sex with your children who don't understand why you are so frustrated -- with the LIGHTS, I mean?) In any case, fueled by Christmas cheer and undeterred by blown circuit breakers, Gordian Knots and x-rated morse code messages, I managed to find four strings of lights that were willing to work in concert, at least briefly. Now, how exactly do you put the darn things on the tree? At first, I tried just sort of laying the lights on the branches, but learned that this method is quickly defeated by any shrewd cat. Then I tried body-wrapping them around the tree, but discovered late in the game that not only did the plugs not reach each other, but they also did not reach the wall outlet. Ultimately, I resorted to connecting the strings together and then fly-casting them in the general direction of the tree. With the support of another glass of wine, I decided that this method worked perfectly. Okay, next is the ornaments. I have approximately 9032 ornaments. I also have approximately 27 ornament hooks. After two hours of squabbling with my kids about who's ornament was who's, where it should be hung, how it should be hung, when it should be hung, whether it should be hung, breaking ornaments, fixing ornaments, discussing the family history of each ornament, converting hair pins and paper-clips into ornament hooks, arguing about the precise words to "It's A Holly Jolly Christmas" (Where's Burl Ives when you really need him?), and polishing off the bottle of wine, the tree looked fabulous and PEACE ON EARTH (or at least in this home) reigned once again. Joy to the world! (P.S. Give me a day to recover and then I'll be ready to tackle putting the lights on the shrubs outside. In the meantime, would someone please send me the words to "It's a Holly Jolly Christmas"?)

Right, Amanda! I've been told I'm hard to turn off once I get turned on.

Ok, Amanda! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! (SMILE)

Merry Christmas all! I have another query for you.. (brats have enquiring minds)! How many of you have tons of Christmas lights up and how many of you could care less? And of the merry ones, how many have them up in perfect symmetry (Steve)? How many "willy-nillies" are there among us? - I have my guesses, I'll share them next time. (Steve's was just too easy!) - Okay, okay here's a few: Peter is a care-lesser and if there are decorations they are on a streamlined, political/unique taste level - I'd LOVE to hear about it, Peter! -- At least a SINGLE light, right? Now, Frank has synchronized bells and lights ringing and blinking in unison; Gary's are blinking very quickly (and intermittently); Janine's are also blinking quickly but they make funny noises when they do; Ruthie dear I am guessing is a willy-nilly type, but there is a rhyme and reason to her order that only she is aware of - being too far above the rest of us; -- now is the time to cash in on the pun - mine are actually too far above the rest of you! Beth.. hers got tangled up as she tried to put them up, but Dave did a good job watching and giving advice; Brad and his lights did the Texas two-step as he went about his willy-nilly way; Robin's are in the shape of a great big smiley face, Dewey's a peace sign that sings "Auld Lang Syne;" and all you lurkers' in the shape of question marks!!! (Come on down, lurkerlings.)-- John's don't blink - at all. It's time to liven this place up, you guys! Get with it - lets hear some well wishes and some Christmas cheer!

Feeling old? Here's a joke that might help (NOT): While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name. Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had been in my high school class over 30 years ago. Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply-lined face was too old to have been my classmate. After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended the local high school. "Yes," he replied. "When did you graduate?" I asked. He answered, "In 1972." "Why, you were in my class!" I exclaimed. He looked at me closely and then asked, "What did you teach?"

Hello All! Just wanted to wish my fellow MV Alum a "Happy Christmas and a very Merry New Year"! To those local MV Alums there in our old area. Perhaps 12-31 will give ya'll another chance to add another decimal to the ongoing '72 reunion. So, just go out and Rock On and "Get Back", to where ya'll once belonged! I'm looking forward to seeing most of ya'll in the future. As to ongoing reunions held there. Since I brought up the idea of multi-class reunions, how about this idea? Would ya'll enjoy having regional reunions? This is of course would not take away anything from the regular reunions held there at our MV hub. Just pick holidays through out the year. Divide the country up proportionally. Choose a central sub-hub. And then "Come Together" and Rock On w/fellow MV Alums! Cool idea, huh? Take care all and again, "Happy Christmas and have a very Merry New Year"!! -Bill

We had a great time in NY. We visited David's Aunt town celebration on Sat. Went to NYC Sat afternoon. Visited the Metropolitan Museum, the tree there is just gorgous! Then we went to Rockefeller Center and saw the tree there. And then went to a great Itailan Restraunt in the town next to David's Aunt. We go there everytime we go up. Then on Sunday we went to Sugar Loaf. It is a little town at the base of the Catskills. It is like Occoquan, VA. Just alot lot of houses with shops in them. Really nice! Then yesterday we celebrated Christmas with his Aunt and then came home. And today, 10 Dec is Chris's (my youngest son, the one who just got married) 22nd birthday. Am I really that old? NEVER!!

Hello All !! Just checking in.

Hi all went to West Point NY for Thanksgiving and my birthday last Sat. Wow sure was good to get a little snow there. Finally got plowed out the day after the snow here. It was 6 degrees this am snow not melting much. Hope those in the carolina's get power soon. This snow will stay for awhile. Traveling to WVA near Seneca Rocks on Dec. 10. Phoned my Dad today and he is going to the VFW to recall Pearl Harbour being the anniversary. Good to check in and hope all is good and stay warm. Snow clears the air thus the mind. Good reading weather especially when a fire in the stove and schools closed. Best to all Suzanne

Mike that is so cool. Where are your parents from? My parents were born and raised in Ark. I too was born here while dad was in Korea. We are from Jonesboro. I would love it if you look me up next time you are here. Tom and I hope to be up to VA in Sept or Oct. Plan to stop in Alex and stay with Beth and David. My sister is in Forrest VA now, but is moving to Hagerstown in Feb. I don't get to see Chip as much since he is now in Cabot. I wish I had known you better in school since we had something in common. When I had to move from Alex to Ark, it seemed like the other side of the world, but in reality just a hop, skip and jump. Beth, hope you have a safe trip.

Well David and I and my Mother are going up to NY this weekend for our annual Christmas weekend with David's Aunt. We may hit the City on Sunday. We leave to come back to VA on Monday. Just in time for more snow. I hope we don't get delayed coming back, because my youngest son Chris (the one that got married)has a birthday on Tuesday, the 10th. He'll be 22. DJ was over the other night, in April he will be 25. We just went on and on about how old he is getting, I mean 25! Does that mean I'm getting older too?

Pam, we got just the right amount of snow down here.Everything looks great; but the roads are a little slippery! Donna, yes I was in your area recently. Both of my parents are from Ark, so I have many family members there.I TRY to visit once a year. Maybe we could get together the next time I'm there. It's funny you ran into Chip that way; it really is a small world! I used to own property in Sherwood, which is close to you. I got it from my grandparents my senior year at MV and had it until a few years ago. Even though I never lived on the property, maybe we were still neighbors anyway-who knows??

Mike that is so cool. Where are your parents from? My parents were born and raised in Ark. I too was born here while dad was in Korea. We are from Jonesboro. I would love it if you look me up next time you are here. Tom and I hope to be up to VA in Sept or Oct. Plan to stop in Alex and stay with Beth and David. My sister is in Forrest VA now, but is moving to Hagerstown in Feb. I don't get to see Chip as much since he is now in Cabot. I wish I had known you better in school since we had something in common. When I had to move from Alex to Ark, it seemed like the other side of the world, but in reality just a hop, skip and jump. Beth, hope you have a safe trip.

Well David and I and my Mother are going up to NY this weekend for our annual Christmas weekend with David's Aunt. We may hit the City on Sunday. We leave to come back to VA on Monday. Just in time for more snow. I hope we don't get delayed coming back, because my youngest son Chris (the one that got married)has a birthday on Tuesday, the 10th. He'll be 22. DJ was over the other night, in April he will be 25. We just went on and on about how old he is getting, I mean 25! Does that mean I'm getting older too?

Pam, we got just the right amount of snow down here.Everything looks great; but the roads are a little slippery! Donna, yes I was in your area recently. Both of my parents are from Ark, so I have many family members there.I TRY to visit once a year. Maybe we could get together the next time I'm there. It's funny you ran into Chip that way; it really is a small world! I used to own property in Sherwood, which is close to you. I got it from my grandparents my senior year at MV and had it until a few years ago. Even though I never lived on the property, maybe we were still neighbors anyway-who knows??

So...how is everyone down in Virginia/DC doing after this BIG snow storm? Has THE PLOW showed up yet? Enjoy the beautiful white stuff. Make snowmen/woman, go for walks and sled where you can. I'm sure Battersea Lane is full of kids having a wonderful time tonight.In my part of Massachusetts we will only be getting a measly 4 inches of snow from this North Easter. Have fun, Pam

Lynn, Hi. glad to hear from you. i didn't hear after my last email. I surely do remember it all. I also remember babysitting your cats. I don't think they liked me. It was at your house that I learned how to make donuts.I regret that we lost touch after high school. I really hate that I didn't get to have my senior year at MV, but such is the life of a military brat. You beat me Lynn, I only had 10 schools. So glad you've been found.

Hello to all! Just had to comment on how many of us shared the same lifestyle, and most of us didn't realize it at the time. I was born in Texas (Gary AFB). Dad was in Flight School with the Army Air Corps. We moved to Germany when I was 2 mos old, then Oklahoma, Wisconsin (Dad was in Korea), Kentucky, Alabama, back to Germany, Tacoma WA (Dad in Vietnam), Kansas and then Alex. just in time for freshman year. For some reason I was under the impression, especially in my neighborhood, that everyone had known each other for years! Sandy set me straight on that one only recently. I attended 11 schools altogether, and was lucky enough to stay at MVHS for all four years. I knew Donna in Germany in 5th and 6th grade, then in Kansas, in 8th grade, where we lived quite close to each other then in Alex. I have fond memories-do you remember Donna? of your sister trying to teach us to dance-(the Mashed Potato, the Pony etc) in Germany. I was always glad to hear from my Dad that Donna's family was going to be in the same place we were once again. What a rowdy lot of gypsies we were no wonder it is so mush fun to keep up with everyone now. I have to say now since I was lost for so long. I sure am glad to be back in touch. Greetings from the Central Coast, enjoy the remainder of your holiday weekends.

Mike, you are so right. It is a small world. Not only did I re meet kids at MV that I knew in elementary and junior high from all over the country, but also some from Germany where I was a small child. I think the one that strikes me the most is after living in N Little Rock for many years and using the same jeweler all that time, I found out the man doing the work on our jewelry was none other than Chip Hagerup. We got to talking and then found out we live not to far from each other and our daughters were around the same age in the same school as well. I did not know Chip well in high school, we knew some mutual people and lived not far from each other in Alex, but ran in different circles. Mike, weren't you in the area not too long ago or was that someone else?

Hello all!- Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. I ate entirely way too much, but what else is new?? Sorry to hear about your brother's accident in July, Dewey. It hurt me just to read about it! Hope you are enjoying Florida. We have returned from a trip to Napa Valley. What a great place! But, I got behind in reading the Guestbook, so to catch up and add to Amanda's statement about growing up in the military- it made me realize how big and small the world is at the same time. There's a lot to see and do, but it's amazing how small it can be as well. Amazing how many people I have run into that have lived in the one of the places that I have. It's really incredible when they lived there at the same time. That happened the first week of our senior year at MVHS. I ran into Scott Lerner who had just moved into the MV area. He and I went to school together in the 7th and 8th grades in a small town outside of Kansas City, MO. Hope he comes to the next reunion-it would be fun to see him again!

Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. Mine was good. Saw the newlyweds. David and I and 2 other couples went last Tuesday to "The Christmas Carole" at Fords Theater. It was good. Recommend it to all in the area. Dewey.. I had my hopes up that the Skins would win yesterday. But again my hopes were dashed! I really thought they would pull through yesterday and win, now is it 10 games in a row that Dallas has beaten the Skins?

I'll just say that I'm in Florida for 2 weeks for Thanksgiving with family and some vacation and my VCR is sitting back in Colorado programmed to do two things: record last Wednesday's West Wing and record next Wednesday's West Wing. The only show I can't go without. Yeah, their politics are left of mine, but I still enjoy it. I think Sorkin makes an attempt to show both sides of an argument (though not alway equally). And I like the way he writes "smart people" dialog. I think part of the pleasure in watching the show is imagining that the people in charge are really as intelligent as these characters. Having been involved with live television production I also enjoyed Sorkin's series "Sports Night" a lot. And I believe he wrote "A Few Good Men". .... Finally got a chance to see how Spurrier's Gatorskins are doing on T'giving against Dallas. It ain't like the days in Gainvesville. It does appear that the receiving corps spends too much time in the off season playing volleyball. You have to CATCH a football, fellas! .... When Ronnie Oshima signed my brother, Grady's MVHS 69 yearbook, he wrote: "You will die before the age of 30 if you continue to drive a motorcycle like an airplane." Grady's crossed 50 but it looks like his motorcycle racing days have come to an end. In July he was taking practice laps on a racetrack in Northern Virginia when he "failed to negotiate a turn", separated from the bike and hit a wall of tires at 90 mph. (They're fine for stopping cars but not as effective at humans.) 6 broken ribs, collapsed lung and a broken foot. Now 4 months later, he's still tender (ribs just heal "in place") but getting by. I helped him pick up a slot-car track for sale down here in Florida and ship it home. Time for a safer form of racing. .... I like the picture of MelVIN but think he needs a set keys at his side. .... P.S.: Does anybody know how I can get in touch with Lurker #18?

Happy Turkey Day to you too Gary. Don't mind me Beth and Lurkers. I'm not much of a TV person and don't really lean left or right unless there's a strong wind. Now, if Aaron Sorkin/NBC et al dumped Stepford wife-Stockard Channing and presented Josiah Bartlet with a provocative emulation of Haughty Hillary, it might be worth weathering an hour of selfrighteous pontification and posturing poseurs. Then of course, theres always Peyton Place reruns. Nevertheless, tonights the big night. Enjoy the show! ;)

What's up with all the "Lurkers?" Have we come to the point of being too embarrassed to say our names? Well, not me. I ann't afraid of no ghost...Anyway. I just wanted to get in here, read a little, say very little and wish each and every one of you a very HAPPY THANKSGIVING !! Peace and Love to all...Gary

I'm guessing that we just assign our own lurker number. West Wing is a great show Steve, even if it is a left wing pres and staff. This lurker does lean to the right in the real world, but it is still a great show.

Don't blame me. I didn't vote for Martin Sheen either.

Wow Lurker #375 I've never been admired from afar before, thanks. And Steve, no matter what you say, I NEVER miss West Wing! Do the Freddie!!!

Good picture of Melvin on his 95th Birthday (thanks for posting it John). He doesn't look much different than he did 30 years ago. "Mel"? Who ever called him "Mel"? He was always "Melvin" to us. As I looked at the smiling MV attired people surrounding MelVIN in the pic, unfortunately it made me think of the other rather portentous side of the current MVHS. Melvin must be spitting fire under his breath. You see, the fabled MVHS is currently the lowest performing high school in Fairfax County. Ole Mount Vernon High has the abismal distinction of holding the lowest Standards of Learning (SOL) test scores in all categories (math, history, english & science) for 2002. As a result MV is now officially rated as "provisionally accredited/needs improvement". I was no model student years ago. And in fact I'm not sure my academic performance back then, if applied to the current MV assessment, would help bolster it's performance rating one bit. Just the same it's a sad state of affairs for an institution with a legacy we hold so dear. ----West Wing?! You have to be kidding! How could anybody in their right mind be partial to the polyester politics portrayed in such a droll soap opera of personal predilection?! As if real world politics wasn't enough. Do yourselves a favor and watch CSPAN - or - read Monica Lewinsky's new book. ----Black Sabbath? I'm jealous Beth. My first concert was Freddie and the Dreamers.

Ah, Beth! I've admired you from a distance and now my perceptions are proved true. West Wing DOES rule. Lurker #6 has no taste and, worse, no optimism.

I'm with Lurker #375...Where is everyone?? And Lurker #6, no way West Wing rules!! Though do catch the Osbourns at times. My first date with my husband was Black Sabbath.

Don't rule out an Osborns episode. You may find that it's a tad more enlightening than The West Wing.

Hellllloooooo? Anybody home? Having joined the legion of Guestbook lurkers, you've led me to expect regular doses of entertainment from you folks and I experience severe withdrawal symptoms when the Guestbook writing regulars don't hold up their end of the bargain. Someone, speak up here and save me before I'm forced to watch The Osborns to get a fix.

On board a ship at Pearl Harbor? Wow. Talk about being a witness to history. I take it they sank that sub? My dad still attends reunions of his bomb group. I can imagine that's a kind of bonding that even surpasses going to high school together. ;^) So, Suzanne, when you were in elementary school and you told friends you were born in Japan did they look askance and say "You don't LOOK Japanese." I got that. Had to explain to them that it's the PARENTs that matter, not the location. But maybe with your dark hair they could have believed it. Did your folks have a lot of Japanese stuff around the house from their tour there? We did. Now most of it's at my house.

Hi all my Dad was at Belvior. But at age17, he was in Navy on the USS Ward at Pearl Harbour. His ship is to have fired the "first shot" at a Jap Sub that did not surface at the mouth of the harbour on that Dec. 7 am. That sub has now been found by information given by men of his ship. These young sailors were mostly from St. Paul, they still have a yearly reunion, surviors are dwindling. Sister, Lucy was born at the old Belvior Hosp., but I was born in Yokohoma Japan. Dad was with Nuclear Reglatory Safety program later in the Army Engineers. Hope to get together with all when something else may be organizing let me know. Suzanne H

Evenin' All. Just checking in from Lurksville, USA. I just want to say that this class definitely "Kicks Ass!" When I read the things that people write from other classes and other schools? I really feel proud to be a little part of the Mount Vernon High School CLASS OF 1972!!! Gary

The sniper did affect me quite significantly. I was planning my son's wedding and had to go shopping but I just kept putting it off. Luckily I had gotten most of the decorations before the sniper came into Virginia, but I had not gotten my mother of the groom dress. I wanted to go to Springfield Mall, but that is so close to 95 that I was really scared to go. But finally I just had to do it so I went on the Wed the day before they caught them. I was really scared but glad that I went. I didn't want them to "win". Since I was there (I did find an outfit for the wedding)I went ahead and also bought 3 pairs of shoes. I didn't know when I would be able to get out again. But as it was they caught them the next day. But it was a scary time. I don't like being scared.

Item 1) Lest there be confusion, my mention of 11 moves before 8th grade was referencing Sharon's entry as an example of someone who had it far worse than I. .... Item 2) No, Sharon, we didn't live on base but Dad was stationed at Maxwell, attending Command and Staff school there. I have an old photo of me and my brother at the Maxwell AFB pool. Must have been around 1958-9. .... Item 3) Wo, Steve, thassa lotta movin'. I didn't realize you were only at MV for 2 years. Did you take German as your foreign language? Musta been easier, havin' lived there. I never got to go overseas during my "offspring tour". Unless you count coming to the US from Japan as "going overseas". But leaving Japan at age 2 is a little early for it to have left much of an impression. But I do have this thing for kimonos.... Item 4) Bill, door #3. My dad actually did forecast weather for while. He was a navigator on B-24's during WWII and then became a meteorologist after the war. Flew on hurricane hunters out of Miami and Bermuda for a while. When he was at Andrews, I think they were forecasting weather for U-2 flights over foreign lands - certainly a classified task. In Colorado Springs he was setting up a network of solar observatories for monitoring solar flares and the like - with an eye toward how they disrupt communications. While I was at MV he was at AFTAC - the Air Force Technical Applications Center. (Jody's mom worked there, too). I think AFTAC should get a prize for having the most UNinformative name. "Applying technology" to WHAT? AFTAC's actual job was determining when other countries set off nuclear bombs. .... Some years ago I decided I needed to get "Dad's story" so every time I'd go "home" (the Florida home) for Thanksgiving, I'd take my camcorder and we'd sit down for an hour or so and I'd "interview" him. Took about a decade to get through it doing that, but I'm awfully glad to have it on tape. .... Item 4) Courtenay: Here's my list of "People I knew at Fort Hunt": Barbara and Janice Kane. Bart Boucher. That's it. Know any of them? Oh, and of course, Mr. Franke Wickes the band director who came down to take over the bands at the University of Florida when I was there. Talk about culture shock! ;^) .... Item 5) Uh, our car broke down in Fayetteville when we were movin' to Florida after HS graduation. OK, that's not much. .... Item 6) Been meanin' to mention how glad I am not to have ever heard any of your names on the TV while the sniper was about. I can't imagine what it was like livin' with that.

Steve-I didn't know until now that you were born in Fayetteville. I lived there from Sept 1977 until May 1982. I wasn't a military brat during school years, but became a military wife after. I experienced Ft. Bliss, Ft. Shaftner, Schoffield Barracks, and finally Ft. Bragg. My bouncing boy was born at Tripler AMC, Honolulu, at a whopping 9lb 13oz. I thought that was a huge baby, but Gary has managed to eliminate that thought from my mind. Good grief! Have a good weekend everyone!

Also Army Brat, here. Born on Fort Belvoir. 12lbs. 11oz bouncing baby boy!!! Old Army Hospital when it was behind the Belvoir Chapel. My little brothers were the first twins born at DeWitt in Aug. 1957. I think the hospital officially opened in June of the same year. Attendeed Barden Elem. on base. Dad retired in '63 and we moved to the Mt. Vernon area. I went to Woodlawn until Mt. Vernon Woods was built. Didn't do alot of traveling, unless oyou count up and down Route One :-)

I am really a Fort Hunt '72 grad but did go to Washington Mill and Walt Whitman with a lot of the MV'72 grads. Too bad the Fort Hunt class doesn't have this kind of site so we can track down old friends. Have to admit I took a look at some of the 30 year reunion photos. You all look great! BTW, great job on this website! Courtenay (Mullin) Ochs

Hello All, This is cool. I find lately I have more to relate with the Class of '72, than I thought I had. Not only being a MV alumn, but also being a fellow "Military Brat" with a greated part of ya'll. The sence of "roots" sure strikes deep inside most of us "Brats". Doesn't it? Anyhow, looks like as far as future re-unions go. There sure will be more to talk about and compare with together. So Dewey, just what did your Dad do in the Air Force? While we were stationed there in Alexandria. My Dad was assigned to a weapons research team allied with a Civilian corporation. Perhaps our fathers were able to work together on some sort of "Classified" task? OK, OK, that's just about it. All of you have a good week-end. Bye now.-Bill

Steve's World Tour 1954-1972---
Born Fayetteville, N.C.;
Nursery School - New London, Conn.;
More Nursery School - Ft. Campbell, Ky.;
Kindergarten - Lee Barracks, Germany (army quarters basement);
1st-2nd grade - Mainz American, Germany;
3rd grade - (three mo.s)Lawton(Ft. Sill), Oklahoma;
3rd grade - Murray Elem. Ft. Bragg, N.C.;
4th grade - McNair Elem. Ft. Bragg, N.C.;
5th grade and 3 mo.s of 6th grade - Falls Church, Va.;
6th grade - Barden Elem. Ft. Belvoir;
7th grade - Barden Int. Ft. Belvoir;
8th grade - Walt Whitman;
8th grade - (for two weeks)WWII Marine airstrip quanset huts, Okinawa;
9th grade Kubasaki 9, Okinawa (more WWII quanset huts);
10th grade Kubasaki HS, Okinawa;
11th-12th grade MVHS;
"Still Crazy After All These Years"

Beth, I didn't know you were talking about me in your poem! I don't remember saying that, but I'm sure it's true... You are the sweetest person! Hey Dewey, did you live on Maxwell AFB? I was in Quarters (quarters?!?!) 8C, but didn't get there till 1960, I think.

Well, here's a topic I can't help but chime in on: the consequences of growing up military. In my case it was Air Force. And, yeah, I'm amazed how normal it seemed to ask "What rank is your dad?" I can't imagine asking that of someone today. What did the civilian kids ask? "How much money does your dad make?" It also seems strange now, that when someone asked "What does your dad do for a living?" and I answered "He's in the Air Force." we acted like that was an answer. That really doesn't say diddly about what he DOES! Does he fly jets? Repair trucks? Forecast the weather? But we all thought that was enough. ..... OK, here's the tour of duty recap (in case we find any other classmate intersections): Birth-age 2: Tokyo, Japan. Age 3-4: Andrews AFB, Maryland. Nursery school: Montgomery, AL. Kindergarten-2nd grade: Sudbury, MA. 3rd-5th: Boulder, CO. 6th-8th: Colorado Springs, CO. 9th-12th: MVHS! Just AFTER graduation: Satellite Beach, FL. ..... As you can tell, compared to some of the other reports here, I had it pretty easy. (ELEVEN moves before 8th grade!?!? Sheesh!) It seemed we moved about every 3 years and it always came during the summer, so I was never yanked out of or plunked into a school mid-stride. We were always there long enough for me to make friends. I feel EXTREMELY fortunate to have had all 4 years of high school at MVHS. My brother, Grady, was not so lucky. We moved to Alexandria just before his senior year. Not only did he have the social disconnect to deal with, but the Fairfax County School System did not accept some of his classes from Colorado Springs. (It seems Virginia did not consider "Photography" a "lab science".) Consequently he found himself taking physics AND chemistry his senior year. ..... I've always been glad I got to "grow up nomad". By the time I left high school, I felt I had seen a fair bit of the country. The yankee north, the redneck south, the wild wild west and our nation's capital. Saying "Good-bye forever" to my friends every three years didn't really have that much impact when I was real young. I was just getting old enough to care about leaving friends when we made the move from Boulder to Colorado Springs. But that's a short enough distance that we still got to visit now and then, so it wasn't quite "Good-bye Forever". And in Colorado Springs we moved into brand new base housing at Peterson "Field" (now "AFB"). That meant EVERYBODY in the neighborhood was also brand new. And by the time we left, most of my friends were getting transferred out as well so I'd already said most of my good-byes. The only place I got "dinged" was moving to Florida right after HS graduation. That meant that during all those college semester breaks and summer vacations, I didn't go back "home" to all you fine folk. Instead, I was hanging out in a town where I never went to school and didn't know anybody. But, hey, it was a Florida beach town, so I ain't complainin' too loudly. ..... I think one of the benefits of saying "Good-bye forever" to all your friends every 3 years is that it's shortly followed by "Hello forever" to a bunch of NEW friends. In considering the "trade-off" of growing up in one place vs moving around, I can't think of any place I would rather have NOT moved to, and NOT known the people I met there. The painting of my life is rich with many colors. ..... My mother loved the military life. She grew up in a small town in upstate New York, and I think she revelled in the opportunity to see more of the world. And since Dad was usually stationed at some base, there was the "Officer's Wives Club" to immediately provide social interaction. There is a definitely "family" sense amongst the miltary. I think that by having the nomadic life at the BEGINNING of my life, I now seek a stationary one. I do feel a certain lack of ability to call any one place "home". On the other hand, Colorado, Florida and Virginia can all now qualify. So maybe instead of "no home" I have many. And by moving away from places I've grown up in, I have the pleasure of going BACK there years later and seeing it with adult eyes. I think I like that better than "growing up with the changes". .... Getting back to Colorado felt like a "life achievement" for me, giving me the most sense of home, and I'm not willing to consider moving any place else. On the other hand, every few years, I get that itch for something fresh. So far I've managed to scratch that itch by taking temporary software work out of town. 4 1/2 months in the Sierra Nevadas in California. 2 years in Boston. It's a strange conflict to want to go someplace else but not be willing to leave. So far it's worked. ..... One other thing: Moving around a lot makes it a lot easier to remember when certain songs were popular. I just remember where I was living at the time!

John: I was going to reply to your posting via your e-mail address, but I can't seem to find one..so I will reply via the website. I would have gone to the Smithsonian event with Graham Nash, but I have class on Thursday nights, so that would not have been do-able for me...You should go anyway assuming that it's not a pain...Send me an e-mail if you want me to get a book for you signed...Sorry you can't make it...I'll send him your regards...Peter S. Cruttenden

Krew Kut Karmageon!

But Peter, George wasn't in our sixth grade class.

Regarding Nash, I was trying to find out if someone wanted to see him at Lisner auditorium Thurs night -- but, I've been down that road before. Wish I could see him at the store, instead; but I can't make it then.

CALLING DR. PHIL!!!

Sharon, we must have lived on different sides of the Post, I believe there were two. I went to General George S. Patton, Jr. Elementry School, which also had 7th and 8th. It was an "outside school" the first and only one I'd ever been to. Maybe because it was California. And it was also the 1st time I had male teachers, 5th grade was Mr. Larson, and 6th was Mr. Art Rodrigues. Isn't that something that we were at the same place at the same time? Oh and Sharon, you were the one I wrote about in my poem, about not knowing if anyone would know you if you came to the reunion? Remember saying that?

Oops, and congratulations to you, too, Sandy!

Congratulations, Beth! I can't believe this, but I was at Ft. Ord for 6-7th grade (George Marshall Elem and Fitch(?) Jr. High). Did we know each other and not know it? That was my favorite place, too. Having moved 11 times and gone to 7 school systems before landing at Walt Whitman for 8th grade, I am unique here in this town where everyone has lived here for generations. The reading specialist at the elementary school is amazed that I ever learned to read, and pities me for my nomadic life. I always felt that moving around made me a self-sufficient and independent person, but have to admit that the relationship part isn't the strongest part of my personality. All those restarts did make me pretty shy. After the reunion this summer, I had to ask myself if I knew anyone at MVHS!!!! But it's wonderful having seen a lot of the world. I thought it would be great for my kids to always live in the same house and grow up with the same friends, but they have always wished they could travel more and try different schools. I guess the grass is always greener....

Beth, there is no way you could be a "dreaded" anything - you'll be a wonderful mother-in-law! Mike, I can't believe you met Ronnie Dove last month!! Incredibly enough, someone on the local oldies station was talking about him in the last year or so - had met him when he was performing in Pinehurst NC. His dad was a really nice man, and he was a regular visitor at Woodley Hills. Now I have "Mountain of Love" (Ronnie's biggest song?) running through my mind! I was an Army brat, too, but I was lucky that I got to go to the same HS for 4 years. On the other hand, we really liked Army life, the traveling and making new friends, and we usually attended schools with other military kids, so you weren't trying to break into an established group. I will say that I think it makes you resilient and flexible about a lot of things - you accept that things aren't always "just so" - but the friendship part of moving to a new civilian school, especially in HS, could be difficult.

Gentlepeople: I just accessed the website to post the following announcement and saw John Hanley's comment about the Woodley Hills sixth grade class picture and my retort of "Hanley, you're a dead man." As I recall, I think "Hanley, you're a dead man," was actually quite tame to what I thought I told him...But it was quite amusing when I printed that picture off the Internet and posted on the refrig. door of my office and asked my co-workers "Where's Peter," a la "Where's Waldo." Most were not able to pick out my picture, but for some strange reason, everyone in my office was able to pick out George Bernard and Tim Ryder...very odd..George and Tim must have been part of some strange Jorden Burt KARMA!!!...and be advised that this is no attempt to bring back those really really REALLY BAD karma jokes...But it was interesting to note that as a result of my embrassing, yet gratutious attention grabbing stunt, several of my co-workers did the same thing and posted their pictures.. so despite the humiliation of being seen in a flat top (actually probably had more hair with the flat top than now..heh Amanda?)it was actually kind of fun...Anyway, the true reason for this posting: I wanted to let you all know that Graham Nash (Hollies, CSNY-and its various configurations) is doing an in-store at Olsson's Books and Records in Old Town this coming Saturday (11/9 at 3:00 p.m)...He will be signing his new book/CD (a collection of songs by his favorite songwriters)and it is my understanding that he may play some music...Even if you don't buy his book/CD, come by and say hello...I am trying to hookwink the store manager into letting me do the introduction...See John, there is a little Ancient Mariner in all of us...If anyone is interested in stopping by: the address is 106 S. Union Street (703) 684-0030..We're at the the corner of King Street and Union-close to Landini's...Hope to see anyone and everyone...Take care...PEACE (it is Election Day)...Peter S. Cruttenden

I WIN!! I'm an army brat, a grandma, AND a mother-in-law (in that order). I also hosted a wedding at our house this past September. Amy got married on Sept. 16. We gave her a hard time about planning a Monday wedding, but it turned out to be fortuitous since it rained all day the Sunday before! We also stuck mums everywhere and lucked out on the weather. Amy and Tim told us afterwards that the wedding was "everything they wanted and nothing that they didn't want". Couldn't have asked for more than that!! Someday, if I ever learn how, I'll have digital photos to share like all you computer geeks. Amanda, I never minded moving around as an army brat. However, it surprised me to learn as an adult that my mother hated it. She was very happy to finally settle into a small NC community and get to enjoy it for a few years before she died in '96. I think I was mostly oblivious, not knowing anything different. Joyce, who lived in the same house all her life - where her mom still lives - and I often compare those different life experiences. The army brat life is quite interesting sociologically. We experienced such a narrow slice of society. I recall asking not "what does your dad do?", but "What RANK is your dad?". The only social strata was officer vs enlisted. There was no extreme wealth or poverty. Yet, outside this extreme homogeneity, we lived all over the world, exposed to many cultures and geographies. Very interesting, I think.

Amanda I was an Army Brat, though I don't think I moved as much as some of us did, and I never left the Country. I started in Alaska, moved to Seattle when I was 4, then moved to Ft. Myer, VA after kindergarten, where I spent 1st through 3rd grade, then moved back to Washington State when my father went to Korea, where I spent 4th grade. After that we moved to Ft. Ord, CA where I went to 5th and 6th grade. (my favorite), then we moved to Arlington, Va for 7th and 8th grade and when my father retired, he was working at the Pentagon, got a gov't job there so we bought the house in Alex where they still live today. Now as for how that shaped my personnality, well..I was a very shy little girl and probably would have been anyway..most of the places I lived I will never see again, and many of the schools, no longer exist, that is the part that bothers me the most, not being able to return to any roots. That is why I am so glad that I live where at least I went to high school, and can also see my junior high in Arlington, though it is not a junior high any longer. David only lived in the two places growing up. The last Christmas when we were visiting up in NY, they were having a baazar in his old elementry school, so I got to see his classroom when he was in 3rd grade. Anyway I do think I have some issues because I moved around alot, and as an adult (is that what I am?) I prefer to stay in one place.

Amanda, my input (for what it is worth), is that i always envied the people with roots. Even getting to see alot of the world didn't make up for moving and trying to make new friends all the time. The only good thing is that most of the kids were also military brats and were in the same boat. It was harder for me because I was so shy. The hardest time was when I had to move in my senior year. I went to MV for three years and had to go to a place where all the kids grew up together. I graduated with alot of strangers. Also I was involved with my future husband and had to carry on a long distance relationship. Thank God it survived. When I got married, my husband was in the Air Force. After 8 1/2 years I told him I needed roots. I needed to be close to family again. All my family lives in the Little Rock area except one sister who lives in Forrest VA, soon to move to Hagerstown MD. After twenty some years, it looks like we will get back to Alex for a visit next fall. Can't wait to see other viewpoints.

Beth, being a dreaded mother-in-law is the price we(gladly)pay to be grandmother. Of all the things we are and do in our lives, being a grandparent has to rank up in the top two.

I had a long talk with Anne today and she says "Hi" to everyone. She's not online (afraid she won't get work done), so sshhhh, don't anyone tell her about the pictures that I posted of her! You know, we were talking about those of you who were classmates for so many years (the Woodly Hills trail) vs. us wandering waifs following our military families around from pillar to post. I wonder if we who traveled during most of our childhoods have a harder time settling down, making long term commitments, letting go, greener pastures, accepting shallower roots and compensating....? We talked about different people in our class - those we knew were military and their characteristics and vice versa. It seems to me there are some parallels. I'd love to hear some discussion on it - humor me - maybe we can all learn a little something about ourselves. I think the rolling stones always envied you rooted folks - someone else told me today that they wouldn’t trade their nomad years, but they wouldn’t want to live them again either. Most of us seek a return to the places that we lived during those years and find it medicinal. Our class is a good group to sample study - “this is Babawa Wawaw interviewing you from beautiful downtown Daphne, AL. Inquiring minds want to know…… (We are the best, you guys, with/and because of the variety and quality of our heritage.)

Well I am back to work after a week off. Yes my youngest son Chris got married this past Saturday in our yard. It was really nice. We rented a tent and a heater so those who were cold could go in there, but it really wasn't too bad weather wise, it was about 50 and the sun was shining. I'm glad it has stopped raining so the grass dried out also. The wedding cake was in the gazebo and they got married in front of our trellis. We planted millions of panseys and mums, so the yard was colorful. Well I guess I am a dreaded Mother-in-Law now!!

Pat-It's funny you should mention Ronnie and Sgt. Dove. We went to a friend's parents 50th wedding anniversary in Herndon last month. The entertainment that evening was Ronnie Dove and his band. Ann thought she recognized the name as someone who had a few records in the mid-60's and looked him up on the Internet. He won several awards back in '65 and '66-New Entertainer of the Year, New Country Enertainer-stuff like that. He still has a lounge type show and travels around the country. Ronnie Dove grew up in Herndon and in addition to being friends of the anniversary couple, he knew many of the people there that evening. He and I were talking at the end of the party and he asked if I had grown up in Herndon. I explained that I still haven't grown up, but I went to MVHS in Alexandria. He asked if I knew his uncle, Sgt. Paul Dove who worked in that area (He told me how many years. I forgot the number, but he was there a looonnnggg time!) I'm sorry I missed his talks at Woodley Hills; it's great that you remember them!!

Oh, I remember the bonfire for night sledding! That hill was so much fun - dozens of kids sledding, as I recall. It really was ground zero for winter fun then. I may be mistaken about a couple of those 6th grade classmates, although once you start thinking about a particular era it's amazing what you remember that's been locked away in the back of your brain for so long.

No, Pat. I was in the other class with Readihough (I'm sure I just butchered her name). Roy was also in my class, as well as Sandy, Jody, Mary, Claire, Ginna, etc..., and oh yes, Peter in his coat, tie and flat top. I guess you missed the trivia contest a few years ago when Peter thanked me in his own special way for posting that pic ("Hanley, you're a dead man," or something like that). Hmmm. Maybe it's time to revive that game.

And how can we forget the "Blizzard of '66"? I remember being out of school for a full two weeks in a row. Everytime it looked like the next day was a school day, it would snow again. My dad, brothers, and I had to hike through knee deep snow to get to Martin's Hardware for supplies. Talk about cabin fever. I think my mother planned that trip to get three boys out of the house. Man that was tiring. I think we could have handled "Frontier House". I remember the plow getting stuck on Mt. Vernon Hwy. They just abandoned it there for a while. Now we've got too many plows and equipment to be stranded that long. It was a sledder's paradise, though. Wagon Wheel was ground zero. I think we actually had a camp fire at the top of the hill for nightime sledding.

John, that's so great that you went to the Woodley Hills 50th anniversary. I would love to see the school now. I went there for 6th grade only - Mr. Ladish's class - and I really liked it. Classmates I remember off the top of my head were Helene Tipa, Mia Kelley, Tommy Thompson, Roxanne Ackermann, George Bernard and Cliff Roop (I think), and...weren't you in that class? That was the year that it snowed for so long and we missed so many school days that we had to go to school one Saturday morning as a makeup day! (I hope I'm remembering that correctly.) That was the winter they closed off part of Wagon Wheel Rd in Riverside and made it into a sledding hill. Hm, Janet Loelkes might have been in that class, too - also Roy Cornwell and David Shanahan??? Does anyone remember that nice police officer, Sgt. Dove, who would give us safety talks? His son Ronnie Dove made a couple of records, didn't he? Mr. Ladish read Tom Sawyer to us, and we always played dodge ball at recess. What a great school.

Well I couldn't resist checking out the Woodley Hills anniversary last night. Haven't been there in well over 30 years. Man, talk about some changes...they got additions out the ying-yang. Took me awhile to remember where things were. Then the principal saw me walking around looking all befuddled. I was trying to explain the way I remembered things, and she tried to mess me up even further. We were standing in the entrance hall, and I was telling her the principal's office was next to the entrance, and she told me that if I went there over ten years ago, the entrance was on the other end of the building! No way! But later on that night, she found me and said I was right. She found out that the entrance was moved in the addition prior to the last addition! Whew. I felt older, but more intact. When I went to the cafeteria, I couldn't remember even one day being in the place. They even have a gymnasium where we had a blacktop playground. I finally found a map of the building on the wall, and remembered that the cafeteria was in a different place--where the principal's office is now. OK memory, you'll be alright now.

The party was mostly for the kids that go there now. Skits, auctions, etc. They did have rooms set up like time capsules of the decade, but not necessarily with school memories. They had music playing from the decade, and newspapers, Time mags, barbie dolls, chattie Cathies, play ovens, etc.

As I was leaving, there was a computer screen set up on a table to scroll through about a 100 pictures of kids and events from the school. I stood and watched several of the recent beautiful color pics of the kids.... But then, up pops this black and white class pic. Whoaaa...There's Jerry Hurwitz! There's Jackie Griffin! Wait! But the next picture pops up and I can't see who else is in the pic. The kids seemed amazed that there was someone still alive that could remember that far back. But then -- many pictures later -- up pops yours truly and his supporting cast of 5th-grade class! "That's you??" The kids were just as amazed as me. Well now I had to find out how that picture got in there. I found the lady who set up computer display. She went to school there, too; but ten years later. I asked her where she got the pics from back then. She said she got them from all over, but got a bunch of 60s picture from Mrs. Okstulski. Ok John, you're momma's getting TP'd tonight. I bet she doesn't have Halloween TP insurance from the Key Club, either.

Woodley Hills? What about Woodlawn or Mt. Vernon Woods? Those are the 2 Elem. Schools that I went to. Won't make JAXX. I do like burgers but can't stand that club...Maybe another venue when it comes up...G-Man !

FYI-The Hills of Woodley is having a 50-year anniversary tomorrow, according to the Washington Post. It was really skinny on details, but it sounds as if things start around 5:30 PM. Might have to go and check out the old Greek dodge court, and re-live the memory of my first 600-yard "dash". Hmmm. I think that's the "newest" school I ever attended.

Well, Mike, it wasn't for lack of trying to end the drought earlier! The contractor's original estimate was that he'd be DONE by the end of June. . . of course we failed to pin him down on the year!! ss

OK OK OK...I was just asking. :-) Nothing intended. I was thinking maybe jst a little tipsy. After all. The reunion was a BLAST !! AS they ALL are. Gary

Hello, Folks! Sorry Suzanne, I've been out of town and just got back, so that's the reason I didn't respond-but would love to get together the next time you're in town. Went to beautiful Arkansas. While I was there, I stopped in and saw Chip and Lois Hagerup. Got a tour of their jewelry store-it looks great. Chip does custom jewelry designs, in case you have any future needs in that area. Oops, that's a promotion isn't it, John? But it's not a self promotion, so it doesn't break any rules! Saturday sounds like fun, but unfortunately I have other plans and won't be able to attend-but I know the ones who go will have a great time! Sandy, wish you had started your renovations earlier this summer when we really needed this rain. As one who went through working with a contractor when we added to our house last year-GOOD LUCK!! You are sure to have a better time than we had with ours!!!

Sorry Gary, but I think *I* get the credit for ending the drought. Contractor's just (finally) started a renovation project on our house that involved removing part of the roof last week - 3.5 inches of rain ago!! sigh. ss

Gary, Anne's smile was one of innocence and trust that her dear friend would not take and submit a picture of her just going to bed in the tiny hours of the morning after one glorious reunion party! It’s also proof that she went home with said “dear friend” and no one else!

Thanks...Janine, John and especailly Amanda for noticing.... :-) Did go back and look and BAM ! There I was !!...One Question, and I know she'll never see this, what was with the BIG SMILE on Anne's face in picture one? Nasty weather here in The Nations Capital today, actually for the last 3 days. I KNEW I shouldn't have "detailed" BOTH my cars this past Sunday. Oh well, story of my life....But The Redskins DID win!!! Hope everyone is doing well...Take Care...--> G-Man

Ummmm ... Gary? Don't recognize your own face, hun? Take another look. And since Jaxx is in your own backyard, you should have no problem finding us :P::::

OK John -- I'm in!! Come on gang -- let just go do it!! Besides the good company ... I need a night out. I think we'll have to exclude Dave and Beth this time too -- I believe that's a day they have other tremendous plans -- that IS the 2nd, yes? Steve? Mike? Jon? Mary? All you others in the area that have yet to gather at one of these things?

OK, I'm going out on a limb, here. Anyone interested in getting together for a burger and beer at Jaxx in Springfield next Saturday night, followed by some beach music by Bill Deal and the Rhondels of "I've been hurt" and "What kind of Fool" from 1969 fame?? Could be a foolish night. Haven't heard the horns for a while. I know you're busy (or repulsed), Peter, so you don't have to respond.

Gary: I saw you in dem pics--sans personal hairdresser. :)
Ruth-Only TWO MONTHS 'til Christmas!!!
So long Richard Harris. We'll miss you in future Harry Potter movies.

Lurker here...Just checking in. I went to the HP sight and saw the pics from the 20th. Great Job...I could've sworn I was in one of those rooms...I remember sitting there talking to a few people and looking at yearbooks. But then again that WAS 10 YEARS AGO !! Anyway....It's nie to see people in the area gettng back out and smiles on faces. The last few weeks here in the DC area have been horrific. I'm glad it's over!!

Suzanne -- by the time I saw the message and absorbed it, you had come and gone . Amanda has forwarded her pics from the 20th and they are (of all places) in an album under the Post-Reunion pics posted above. Odd place I know but I had no other place to put them that made sense so there they are -- enjoy.

Hey guys, I've just discovered a pack of pictures from the 20th. If you'd like and if Janine is willing, I'll send them on for posting. Peter had more hair, Gary more muscles and Frank was a little cuter....everyone looks ten years younger! There are some good shots of many who didn't make it to this one. I wish I'd taken some of Mary Sweat. I don't believe she came to the picnic and that's where these were taken. Let me know.

Oops, memory lapses setting in..... 30.??? Five years totally erased! :-)

Steve, that was so nice of you to respond to Suzanne who is not one of the regular 25.???? club. Suzanne, I would have loved to meet you had I been in the area. Please keep in touch. I can only imagine how beautiful all those mountains are right now. My heart, thoughts and prayers are with all of you in the area--including my own daughter--in hopes that they catch this crazed killer! These times, they are a changin. Keep the faith! By the way, the connection Pam mentioned at the Knights of Columbus House is my dad. He is the Facility mangager/event coordinator there. For those of you who don't know the place, it's the old Rainbow Tree, and next to the new Engleside post office.

Hi all hope everyone is enjoying a cool fall weekend. The frost is surely gracing the pumpkins. The leaves are brighter as their color splashes the blue ridge mts. from a distance. So as the curves increase the canopy escorts me through their majesty, we sing about, it's beauty is a gift to be thankful for everyday. Suzanne

This is embarrassing. On behalf of all regulars and lurkers, I apologize Suzanne. Not a single response to your note about being in town on the 16th. Shame on all of us! Maybe we'll do better next time...when we're not worried about crosshairs on our noggins.

Hi all this has been a wild week in the schools. Was at Manassas on the day after the Manassas incident. Decided to drive up instead of stay in motel. That is where I usually get my gas. So the date for being in Alex. is evening of Oct. 16 on Wed. I will be traveling from Western Md, from Frostburg. So it will be about 7pm that I will get to Alex. If want to meet up somewhere that evening let me know, by e-mail if you want. Most you all know where to go I just know fish market and the tombs.Suzanne Hajdu

LCW, I need to change the subject? Twas R2, with I'm sure an assist from thoses two wild cats Bambi and LuLu, that brought the subject up. I didn't see those two at 30.2 but I am sure that they were lurking around somewhere. Now me, I'm still waiting on that cookout along with Gary. John the weather is turning my man, get those Boy Scouts to start a fire and we can char us some animal flesh.

I think the multi-class get-together is a great idea, too, especially for an informal gathering at the K of C hall or similar place. Maybe just the classes directly before and after ours?

....and Brad, you need to change the subject, dear sir. We’re not talking about bowling anymore. Even if, to quote the great “R” there is a “high level of social interaction that has become the hallmark of OUR class.”

Ruthie dear; none dare call it reason. Peter, next time, I promise. (And we'll even let you be the designated driver!)

I pleaded with John to save me from myself and my size 7 foot/size 8 mouth problems, but he must be out with the scouts or something (or he's concluded that I deserve to be roasted in my own juice -- and I probably do) At any rate, I apologize to all for getting a little carried away with my last posts. (Okay, Mr Meister, NOW will you save me? Or is more groveling required?)

R2, some of them can hang dear..........

Okay, okay. Everyone calm down for a minute. I'm all for being kind to other, lesser, classes, but are we seriously thinking about letting some of THEM join US when we party? I just don't know if that's really wise -- I mean, hey, are they even up to the challenge? Remember: these are the same folks who have been sustaining themselves with OUR escapades, Guestbook, reunions, etc because they obviously have no creative, cohesive, driving force of their own. We must ask ourselves if they could have anything of value to contribute to the high level of social interaction that has become the hallmark of OUR class. More important, I hate to think that we might be the cause of the irreparable psychological damage that will ensue when they fail -- as they no doubt will -- to interact with us on our level. Ya know, I've never had to resort to Tough Love, but this might be the time -- for THIER sake. ;-)

Reunion Committee? This sounds like a GREAT idea. I think you should make it happen....But that's just me. :-)~ G-Man

Peter, I too think your idea of a combined class get-together is a "really really great idea." Would you be willing to take on some party organizing? Cindee McDonald had a good idea that she mentioned to me and some others at the reunion regarding some sort of connection to a K of C hall in or around Mt. Vernon?

Thanks for the info Gary -- I've logged into classmates.com for the first time since the reunion and sent her an e-mail requesting the information necessary to add her to the directory and remove her from the land of the missing. Hopefully she'll reply with the details. Thanks for the pics Amanda! In the process of getting the new computer up and running and reloaded with all the stuff I "NEED" this weekend. Today I even managed to send an e-mail with more than 25 letters in it without freezing -- ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh -- life is good -- almost ;)

Bill, my sister-in-law Suzy Kelly graduated in '74 and is in the area. She married Roger Barker '73. Do you have an older sister?

Crumpo, I thank you for your eloquence in offering to your class my suggestion. And to elaborate, I must thank you and your class as well. In that, even though my tenure with MVHS were just a mere 2 years. I count those brief years as the best I have ever had in any of the schools I ever attended. I'm sure other military brats and other kids who had to travel understand where I'm coming from. I remember my last year '71-'72 at MV very well. Knowing that would be my last year, I had to soak up everything there possible I could. Since you all of the graduating class were the standard bearers of that time. I learned quite alot then. I saw within your class an altruistic personna through most of you. It was a dynamic influence on me. Since then, no matter where I have traveled to, I emulated what I learned from most of you. I admit, during my 30 year hiatus away from the plant, I have astonished quite alot of people along the way with my "Major" personality. So, viva la difference! Great testimony about your class, isn't it? Anyway, since I am the only alunus I know of in my area here. I look forward to someday to have the honor in being envolved with any planned reunion there. To "Get Back, where we all once belonged" will always be a right-on event! Crumpo, thanks again and also thank you all too, the Class of '72! -Bill

Thanks Amamda, on the spelling. I sent the info that I have to Frank & John. Hope all is going weell for everyone this day. I'm sitting home recovering from a tooth extraction I had done yesterday. The actual procedure was pretty painless, but today? Man O Man...! Anyway. Reading Pete's entry and talking about Montgomery County shootings. I can't beleive the things that people do. The papers here are saying that it's not a "racial thing" but who really know what goes on in peoples minds when these stupid acts of violence occurs. Peace To All...

Peter, I saw you walking on University campus while I was in DC - I was lost and going the opposite direction and had the window half down to yell (“ARE YOU STILL SINGLE”) but.... the moment was gone. So sad. I should have stayed in DC - we're cleaning up from hurricane number two! Gary, I've wondered about Greta (I think it's spelled McKee) every time I see her name on the missing list - think you could find her sister too? I had a long letter from Bette Byrd Bell when I arrived home. She's had one tough year -- Lost her 18-year-old son last Aug. and sister Nancie this past Feb. I'm in the middle of a long letter back and will be happy to include messages from anyone that cares to send them to me. I finally had my pix developed and Janine's added them to the "post pictures" for anyone who hasn't seen and heard enough of our "wild time" Sat. night. Ruthie, I think our frame of mind and reference have been sorely overrated.....

Gentlepeople: I just saw Ruth's posting regarding someone shooting folks in Tallahassee and it appears something of the same is going on up here in Montgomery County where as of 2:00 PM, five persons were randomly murdered over the course of less than 20 hours. As I said in a posting in September of 2001, we will all return to normal and I suppose we have. Who needs al-Queda when we have the NRA...Anyway, enough of this..The reason that I am doing this posting concerns an exchange of e-mails that I have had over the course of a month or so will Bill Kuykendall (would have been MVHS Class of 1974 had his family not moved away), who was one of the members of my Spanish class during our senior year. While Bill is currently living and working in Oklahoma, he does get back to the area once in a while and has expressed a real interest in attending one of our local get-togethers insofar as he remembers (and knows) a lot of the folks in our class. Bill has accessed the website several times over the last year, mostly to see pictures of how people he knew have changed...He saw several pictures of me and wondered aloud if in the words of the New Riders of the Purple Sage song, "Last Lonely Eagle," that I have forgot all my dreams and cut off my hair...Well I confirmed that looks aren't everything and not while I may look like a member of the oppressor class, I'm really not...I reminded him I can blame the loss of my hair on my maternal grandfather and not a conscious decision to be a docile conformist..HA HA HA...Notwithstanding this, I certainly told Bill that he was more than welcome to attend any 30.2, 30.3 or 30.4 that he wants to as my guest...However, Bill has come up with REALLY REALLY good idea by which we could have an "open" reunion (for example a combined reunion of graduates, i.e 1971-1974). A group of people from Fort Hunt did this a month or so ago. I read about this in a local rag and appeared that everyone had a great time and the event was not so exclusive...I for one would love nothing better to make a fool out of myself over the likes of Debbie Thompson, Lucy Hajdu, or Evelyn Porter (whever they may be)...sorry Amanda, I guess I'm imitated by my own classmates..HEH!!..HI ANN,I am too late..Notwithstanding that, I think that Bill's idea is a great idea..In fact, John Leisner (1973) actually lives down the street from my mother and we've talked about something like this. So it's not like people from MVHS aren't around or interested..Therefore, if anyone who is not in the Class of 1972 (or even if you are), do a posting to put forth your interest in such an undertaking...It can be a picnic or something like that. It doesn't have to be anything elaborate...Anyway, let your voice be heard or at least your fingers via e-mail...Oh sorry I missed you all at the quarantine on Saturday...Take care and Peace...Peter S. Cruttenden

Today Tallahassee city officials sent notices to all the downtown businesses (including my office) encouraging them to close up shop an hour early tomorrow evening and open an hour late on Friday morning. Why? Hurricane coming? No. Bomb scare? No. Plague? No. Homicidal maniac on the loose? No. Presidential motorcade passing through? No. Election ballots being shuttled in under maximum security? No. UFO sighting? No. Big Hanley-style pre-Christmas sale at the mall? No. It turns out that the city elders believe it is prudent to clear the streets in order to accomodate sports fans flooding into town for the Thursday night FSU football game. Steve, do you now begin to understand why I was starving for some REAL entertainment last week?

I think she has a crush on you, John

Oh hush John. How can you actually be proud of doing Christmas shopping in SEPTEMBER? You must not fully appreciate the joys of shopping on Thanksgiving Friday -- when sugar plums and good tidings are in greater supply. And won't you feel foolish when that cute little do-dad that you bought the other day is half price on Christmas eve? Gee, you are more like CarSteve than I thought....

eeeyuuu! Ruth must me getting behind in her Christmas shopping!

Not so John! NONE of us smoke -- and if you tell my children otherwise, I'll find you a Scout project in Nome. Besides, it was MY car.

Gary-not good enough to get Greta off the missing list. We need the facts, mam.

Me thinks that Steve was worried about keeping the ash trays clean in his car, ladies.

Gary, get with it, man! You missed the BBQ, too! Wake up and get a PDA!
[Just kidding]
I was going to have a BBQ when George came up, but he never showed. Now my weekends are booked pretty solid, and the project list is still growing. I'll blame George.

With all those projects, had to take a weekend off with the 'skins. Worked on a service project for Boy Scouts down in Pohick Park on Sat. Got to see a real live bald eagle scopin' us out. First time I ever saw one in the wild. That was cool. Then I had to pick up my car in the shop. Had to get a new windshield to pass inspection. The new shield was horney to meet some bugs, so I rolled her up the John Mosby Hwy, hung a roger at Gilberts Corner, a louie at Leesburg, and headed up to Harper's Ferry--close to "Shepardstown on the Potomac"--for some blue grass music, BBQ, and some arts and crafts. Even got some Christmas shopping done! I utterly SMASHED my old record for earliest start for Christmas. Knowing me, I'll probably finish the same time, though; and my wife will be mad at me for something. (I feel your pain, Steve.) Suzanne, the plans they made.... Let us know a definite time.

And the beat goes on...."two hot girls on a hot summer night" ;-) ?? Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain. La Da La Da Dee....OK...Enough about that. Sounds like there's a conflict of minds here. I vote Steve. But...That's just me. I wasn't there. After all he was the sober one. BUT as far as parking in Old Town? There's a Ga-Zillion places. I'm there for the next Get together. PS to Web Meister...I found another "Missing Classmate"...Margaret McGee or better known as Greta...

R2me2 LCW

LCW is taking it easy on you Steve. But as the other half of the female Out-of-Towner contingent, I'm not inclinded to be so kind. You seem to have forgotten that we both live in small towns where a wild night of entertainment consists of mushroom growing races. So there we were, hoping for at least some after dinner dancing or drinks -- heck, even BOWLING sounded good -- but instead got stuck with this staid, responsible, speed limited chauffer who was horrified by the mere thought of trying to find a parking place in Old Town or Georgetown. Amanda, in hindsight, I've realized that we should have dropped the old boy off at home with a warm glass of milk and gone on our own to see what the big city had to offer "two hot girls on a hot summer night" ;-)

Ummmmm ... Susie, dear ... Can you provide us with a more specific date? A 30.3 sounds great even on a weeknite -- you don't expect us to party as well and as long as you do tho, do you?

And you would expect a SCAA driver to drive in a tame, sedate manner because?

I would like the record to show that Steve’s makeup was not in the least out of place and his directions were impeccable - his driving, however…….

What can I say Gary? One didn't like my social direction, the other didn't like my relational makeup and neither of them liked my driving - and I was the sober one! Notice that they're not talking either... Good thing they're gone and the wife is back in town - much safer! Ok Sue, let us know when you're in town. I think I could survive another 30.N

Wow, looks as if fun was had by all. We have signed to take pictures at Riverside Elem. in Oct. It will be during the week. I would like to meet up with some for a visit and have a cocktail, at a local spot. Mikes seemed to be fun. Hope to catch up when in the area. Chow for now

Yea..I wish I could've been there. There's nothing I like more than to see a couple of "ladies that need a designated driver" mad at the driver. You go Steve. Didn't you say that your wife was out of town that weekend? Hmmmmmmmm.... What did you do to "tick" them off? Did see the pics though. Looks like a good time WAS had by all. Hey Hanley? WTH happened to the cookout at your crib? Oh well, I'll get to the next one. Gary

http://www.hpphoto.com/home/viewownerdir.asp?owner_id=970090&owner=jenn98 This would be the new link to the 30.1 and the 30.2 photos now up on the web. John? Can you do your thing and post a link above that differentiates from the 30th Reunion photos, please? (My e-mail's on the poof again or I would have sent via e-mail.)

Okay guys, the pictures will be posted as soon as I can break through Isadore and get home, and get them developed. Hopefully, they will show everyone behaving themselves and having a grand time. (outside smoking room excluded - R2's office.) I'm going to try to fly home in the morning (Sat.) on an uncancelled flight to make it to the Bay area of Mobile, AL. (The alternative is meeting my in-laws in Atl. and driving home with them. I'll take my chances with the airlines.) Be patient, and the pix will be publsihed at wild woman from Alabama time frame. (Tortoise speed.) Stay tuned to channel 1972 for the photos - sure to please.

Gary, a good time was had by all, so I thought. Steve you had the great honor to escort R2 and Long Tall Woman and manage to get them both ticked at you? How does one get those to fine gentle ladies ticked? Never mind, let's not go there.... I just say again...Gary you should have been there.

Silly me! Big difference between $4/hr and $4/day. Never too young to start working right Gary? - I started when I was 13 carrying coral rocks out into the China Sea to shore up a jetty on Okinawa. I was compensated well by the U.S. Marines at a generous rate of .90/hr! The two babes: R2 and Long Cool Woman = Risque/Risky Ruth and Amanda. Somehow I managed to get both of them ticked as hell at me though and I was even their designated driver. Women! No matter what you do, its wrong! ;)

Steve..It was $4.00 a day. Oh yea...I did eat good though. After that job I was over at Thompson's Corner sweeping his store and cleaning his parking lot for about $2.00 a day. And it wasn't in High School. This all happened when I was about 12 or 13. I've been working since I was 12. I even did a short stint washing dishes at Vic's Tavern. Until my dad found out and made me quit. Said the place was "Too Rowdy"..Who were the two people that yu "escorted" to the dinner, was my question??

BTW-will any of the pictures from 9/21 be posted for viewing? It was nice to see everyone again!

Now guys, which is it, $4/day or $4/hour? $4/hour was excellent pay in '72. Working for Uncle Sam was only $2/hr...but I didn't have to get my hands wet...

Washing dishes for 4.00/hour? Geez, I could never find a wage that high on the Rt.1 corridor. I didn't even make that much on the construction sites let alone the gas stations and car dealers that took me in. I think I made a whopping 1.75/hr. flippin burgers at Hardees in 72...

DAMN !! Not a lame excuse. Just a bad case of CRS. Long Cool? R2? Well I hope all had a good time. Mike's Italian!! man O Man. That was my first real job Washing Dishes for $4.00 a day...CASH! Sorry. Sounded like you had a blast Steve.

Likely excuse Gary. Regardless, you must have been thinking of the "Mikes" in Springfield unless you have one hell of a backyard, or you can throw a stone 10 miles. We were at the Mikes Italian Restaurant on Rt.1, not the Mikes American Grill in Springfield. You missed it bro. My bride is doing business in London so I had the opportunity to escort a couple of MV72's finest (R2 and the Long Cool Woman) to dinner. Given the company of those two wild babes and to answer your question, I consider myself lucky to have made it home safe and sound! As usual it was a good time. Sorry you missed it. Next time you're over near Rt.1 check out Mike's new smoking lounge. Thats where all the action is ;)

Good Morning Gang! I trust all got home safe and sound last night..? I totally forgot about the "get together" until I logged on this morning and saw the notes. Amanda was in town? You go girl! And the worst part about it? I live right behind Mike's. I can throw a rock and hit the joint...Oh Well....Next time. Who showed? Role Call...Well, I hope all had a good time. I'll get the next one. G-Man ! :)

I would not be able to bowl after a late Italian evening, nor have any desire to do so. Should we carry on at least part of the tradition and head down to the water for strolling instead of bowling? Regardless - Brad, always advisable to maintain status of balls at all times. WW from Alabama (can't wait to see you all.)

Ok, so what's the final plan? 7:00 pm @ Mike's; bowling or no bowling?

Hmmm .. nope ... I guess I'm the only that *missed* it. Please remember folks-- the last time we tried that we were at Mike's so long that the bowling alleys were closed. And trying to get it at Belvoir, despite Mr. Muck's efforts was futile and after stuffing our faces we were pretty much ready for naptime anyway. We're numbering up and down between 20 and 25 for this little soiree -- seems to be a pattern. Shame Helen can't make it -- will be good to see Jan.

Ummmm ... Mike? Bowling? Did the rest of us miss something here or are you stuck in a time warp from a year or so ago?

Robin, thank you for the card, it really brightened by day. Well I talked to Mary last night and she will be coming to the dinner Saturday and also Jon Palmer. Helen can't make it, but Jan Carpenter will probably come.

Bowling? Did someone mention bowling?

But now to happier thoughts!!! Looking forward to being at Mike's this Saturday. I'll be going solo since Ann will be unable to attend. Haven't bowled in years-so that should be fun AND interesting!!!!

What a sad thing to happen to that poor fellow on your vacation, Beth. A fellow that I met a couple of times went to Ocean City about 10 years ago with his wife who was 8 1/2 months pregnant with their 2nd child. She was on the beach with their son and watching her husband body surf when she called out to him it was probably time for them to go. He saw another wave coming in and told her he would ride this wave in. He caught it wrong and it threw him hard into the ocean floor,snapping his back and leaving him paralyzed. People around him thought he was just kidding around when he wouldn't come out of the water, but they were like Dave and pulled him out and that saved his life.

Sorry for the long silence kids. Work has been a beast with the only distraction being another spectacularly amusing round of Florida style elections which left the masses chanting "Bring Back the Butterfly Ballot" with alliterative gusto. Also, I've been trying to schedule appointments to visit Florida's congressional delegation (the actual reason/excuse allowing me to participate in Reunion 30.2) and have discovered that the average congressional office staffer is less intelligent than their voice mail. Mixed in there somewhere, child #2 turned (semi)sweet 16 and is (semi)driving -- courtesy of a learner's permit -- so my recent "free time" has been spent organizing her birthday extravaganza and riding shotgun with her while she drives six miles out of the way in order to access only those intersections that feature stop lights. Suffice it to say that I am thoroughly READY for a giraff of wine at Mike's and ANY after-dinner entertainment suggestion (so long as it doesn't involve elected officials, gift wrap or turn signals). Sadly, I must also report that the evening will also not involve George Bernard -- he emailed me that can't make it. DAG! But I'm looking forward to seeing all the other revelers that will be there, especially that wild woman from Alabama (Amanda, I know I owe you an email, but this is all you are going to get for now) One more comment: Hi Delia!

David and I will be at Mike's. We really like that place, haven't been there since April. David and I just got back from the Outerbanks. The weather was great, started raining yesterday as we were leaving. Had a bad experience on Friday though, and man either drowned or had a heart attack and drowned late Friday afternoon, right where we were. It was so awful, David tried swimming out to bring him in (he was floating face down when people noticed him), but there was a rip tied, and he just "knew" that the man was already gone. The lifeguards and the rescue squad were there in minutes! I felt so awful for the wife, they were there alone, so she had no one she knew with her during this tragedy. See how precious life is?

Bowling? Ok Janine, what's the word on bowling? Sounds fun, do I need to bring my ball?

So Janine - Are we going *bowling* this time too? (Some of you may recall that Ruth suggested we go bowling after the last dinner at Mike's) Cas and I plan to be there.

Swimming laps; a sometimes productive way of reducing one's own lap.

And just what is wrong with my lap? or your lap? the lap of anybody in this group for that matter? :-(

ALERT !!! Due to the overwhelming number of people who thought going back to Mike's would be a good thing to do --- RESERVATIONS FOR SATURDAY NIGHT HAVE SWITCHED FROM LANDINI'S TO MIKE'S ITALIAN RESTAURANT ON ROUTE 1. Reservations are still at 7:00 -- in my name -- given the size of the restaurant, I REALLY need a definite headcount -- we could have a problem with drop-ins there unlike at Landini's. As much of a cheap thrill as it might be -- I really don't want to end up on anyone's lap (or vice versa).

Hey, I've been quiet lately too. First son to college, UVA, first daughter to high school and other more somber events. We are looking forward to 30.2! I think Mike's sounds GREAT! But, Landini's is fun too. If Landini's can't provide the room, then I vote for Mike's, but whatever, I just want to get together!!!! Frank, where are you? Let's here some Kistners! Lynn

I'm game for Mike's, haven't been there in years, I missed the last outing there. Landini's is fine too, I'll go with the flow, but Mike's does sound good. On the picture front, I too have many of them stored away. I'll be up on Friday staying at the same old hotel. Can't wait to see everybody.

Taking a second to pop in and say "HEY THERE!" to all of you. Just been a tad on busy side lately -- I've CERTAINLY not forgotten about all of you (like THAT would be possible). Can't wait to see everyone again on the 21st. If you all want to do Mike's instead -- send me an e-mail and raise your hand -- we did have a good time there as well. Landini's can't give us *OUR* room that night anyway, although they're always willing to make some sort of accommodations for us that we find livable along with the great food. Your choice folks -- I'm simply the reservation-maker around here. But let me know ASAP. Also -- I know there are a few more of you out there -- either place, I'll have to give them final numbers early this week and there are a few conspicuous names missing on the list. Someone want to call Jon Palmer and tell him to read the guest book? And rattle Karen and Warren's cage .... and ... Mary, too? John, you comin? We must have lost Jimmy too after the first round. Hmmmmmm. Gary -- am I putting you down for one or two? Mikey? Same question. OH ... and DON'T PANIC .. the pictures aren't lost -- the HPPhoto server's on the blink. (Not only that - the originals are all on my harddrive too ;))

Two Words about Mt. Vernon Drive-In...FREEBIE ROAD !! I remember Mike Dechants' father was a projectionist there and we ALWAYS got in free. I also rmember that, there is where I saw the movie "WOODSTOCK" back in the day. We had lawn chairs on top of Tom Hanrahan's Step Van...What a night. What a great time we had at that drive-in. I hated to see it leave. Along witn many things along Route One. Like Mt. Vee Motel. I won't go into stories from there, here. They finally "tore down" the old Diplomat Restaurant which was a Pawn Shop/Check Cashing Place, to make room for the new townhouse development. You can actually see the back of my old house on Washington Avenue, that my sister Carolyn & her family now live in, from Richmond Highway!! The FFX County Center, right next to the Grants Kennel AND there's a light there now...AAAAHHHHH Progress!! God Bless All on this Day of Remberence...WE WILL NEVER FORGET !! Gary

Steve, what a great story! You all had ingenuity beyond your years!

Donna, Oh I understand, and it was tongue in cheek when I stated about David being a good boy!!

Sorry Beth, my comment about knowing another david was in response to your comment about david being a good boy. ha Tom said we went to the drive in but i dont remember what we saw. I'll see if I can jog his memory.

Donna, what did we see? I don't remember, and did I spend the night with you after? I'm sure I had to sneak if I did go.

I only went to the MV Drive-In once. Saw a triple feature: "The Valley of the Dolls", "Beyond the Valley of the Dolls" and "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie". TRIPLE feature? That ran late even for MY blood.

If my parents knew what I got myself into at the old Mount Vernon Drive-In they would have banned the place also. After visits to the old MV silver screen throughout the 60s to see classics like The Ten Commandments, Ben Hur and The Birds (that flick was responsible for a few nightmares - nothing like waking up in a cold sweat not being able to see because you were afraid to uncover your eyes....peck peck, peck), I ended up moving to Buckman Road within walking distance of the fabled old passion palace. With my Dad overseas somehow I had a little more freedom then I needed when it came to wayward activities during the spring of 68. A Walt Whitman buddy of mine and I wandered from Buckman Road through some woods and a trailer park one day and there we were. As we looked through a hole in this rather tall fence we spied that big screen sitting majestically before it's court of humped gravel rows and speaker-adorned poles. We returned on a subsequent weekend night for a look through that hole in the fence. It was a juvenile thrill to take in a free movie but we couldn't hear the soundtrack. No problem, one of us just decides to sneak over the fence and turn up the volume of an adjacent speaker in the back row. Unfortunately, his timing was off and he was observed by one of Fairfax County's finest on a moonlight patrol. We escaped but the big screen called out to us. We would risk another visit. On the way home your's truly came up with an idea. The following day we sneaked into the vacant drive-in armed with an old radio speaker and a bunch of phone wire "borrowed" from a construction site (thats another story). We tapped into a drive-in speaker on the back row and ran the wire to our favored hole in the fence and then covered it with gravel. We returned that night and touched the strands of phone wire to the speaker contacts and voila! - we had sound. The sights projected on the big screen in combination with our newfound sound w