Please know Larry's obituary is located here:
https://www.porterloring.com/obituaries/Larry-M--Barnett?obId=25611199#/obituaryInfo
It is also easily visible on my personal FaceBook page. SO sad that the good guys are going too soon...
Wednesday, August 17, 2022
Saturday, August 13, 2022
MORE SADNESS
I can't even think of a new title for my posts when another of our classmates passes away. Every death is sad, of interest to many if not all of us, and news we don't want to hear. Jim and Linda Day alerted me this morning, as has Paul Silman, that our wonderful Robinson and KHS friend Larry Barnett died last night. He and his family have been in San Antonio for years but he was in touch with several KHS and other childhood friends. He had COVID and in the course of that treatment learned he had an aggressive form of cancer, was in hospital for a day or two and passed away last night. We are once again grieving for a much loved and respected classmate. His was a Kirkwood family for sure. Tim Lapping is also in San Antonio so hopefully they have been in touch but Jim will let Tim know. Mike, Tim's brother and a bit behind us in school, will likely remember Jim and Linda Girard Day too. We were all little kids together, and it's just so difficult to absorb that we are aging as we are....it seems like our lives have flown by! And yet we all have wonderful stories to tell and so many of us have lived good, long lives with great beginnings, we have much to be thankful for. And our memories of those now gone are so rich, we are indeed blessed. Larry will rest in peace and love I'm sure. I will add more info as it becomes available. I have asked Jim to call me next time with some good juicy gossip rather than another piece of sad news. But it appears in this, the last quarter of our lives, as Bruce Antle kindly described it to me recently, death and illness are going to be prevalent subjects in our correspondence. When I began doing this, as we planned our 1975 10th reunion in 1974, it never crossed my mind that staying in touch with our classmates this long would be something I would treasure and then would make me so sad. What a group we are and have been- fun, interesting, smart, adventurous, talented, and now so many gone from that group.
I have lost two of my older good galpals in the last month, which is sad in itself, but at least those I expected over the years. When we are young I don't think we realize what older years are going to bring; yes, the obvious, but perhaps not the sadness that comes with losing our friends. I'll never forget the words of a former-grandmother-in-law who, at age 104, said to me "I am so angry, I have no one to talk to, no one who cares about what I know or want to say, and the doctor won't even let me walk to the bar [just down the street] and have a beer!" She died not long after vociferously pronouncing that to me! I'll never forget it because it was an eye-opener - once we get too old there really isn't much we remember that will also be remembered by those around us. Jack and I talk about that often as we ruminate through our lives. STAY WELL everyone! BTW I am sure the reason that 104 year old woman lived so long is because she always loved beer and of course beer is full of B vitamins; I think her nutrition stood her in good stead! :-))
HAPPY JUNETEENTH - BILL HALL KHS66 AND BROTHER OF MATTIE CAROL HALL FEATURED FOR THE CELEBRATION
Hi everyone, today 8/13, I was about to post something new when I discovered this post never made it out of the draft status! There was a great photo of Bill and I must have loaded it incorrectly...if you are on Facebook, it's there back in June; I'll try to get it reposted here. The news is now old but the story is great, I hope you feel it's worth the read! lvr
Heads up Kirkwood, MO folks, both our KHS65 group and plenty of others! I've just received an excellent tribute to KHS66 member Bill Hall, the brother of our beloved KHS65 member Mattie Carol Hall in honor of JUNETEENTH! Mattie was my first friend in second grade when we returned to the St. Louis area from Wichita after a 3 year hiatus for dad's career. Mom took me to school in February, 1955 to my first day of George R. Robinson School, 2nd grade, Miss Clark's class, with no paper or pencil. I was seated behind Mattie and she turned and handed me one of each as Miss Clark announced we were to produce same to begin writing! I am still grateful for Mattie's rescuing me that day...what a wonderful friendship to have for all of these 67 years! We're so glad to have Mattie back in our KHS65 bubble, if not in our backyards, after her years away conquering her world! Thanks for the memories Mattie and thanks SO much for sharing Bill's insightful view of our world. He's a winner for sure! HAPPY JUNETEENTH!
"Let’s celebrate and honor our ancestors by loving one another, and working together for justice, equality and peace… Below is the link to an article I’m sharing from my ‘hometown’ newspaper, about the holiday’s history, featuring my brother, KHS’66, Professor William Hall - “Bill Hall,” in St. Louis."
timesnewspapers.com
Juneteenth
The emancipation of American slaves during t
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
YET ANOTHER CLASSMATE GONE WAY TOO SOON, another VETERAN, another VICTIM OF VIET NAM
Well, KHS65 friends this is the week I'm usually looking around the internet for another version of a beautiful yellow rose to post on the 10th. Instead I am posting more about deaths lately than graduation fun or memories. My memories of June 10, 1965 are very vivid because of my father's coming here from Florida to be with me, the following drive the next morning back to Florida with him and the special night at the Jefferson Arms, swimming at Cool Dell (by which I drive quite often lately) and breakfast at Teutenbergs, which is no longer. But now so many of us have holes in our memories because of the missing friends, and of course our aging brains which, if you are like me, are getting crowded and pushing some of those wonderful memories of our youth out of our heads! Today I am sad to say that our classmate Jim Persons, husband of Judy Lillard Persons, passed away February 27, just a bit before his 75th birthday. Jim was part of the Robinson School crowd, living not far from Thebes, our 'corner store', bike meeting place and candy counter center of our young universe. The store was just down the block from "Mouse" House's Mobil Station at which
Meanwhile I hadn't heard from Ron in awhile and I'm both sad and happy to report on him. He came down, in 2017, with Non-Hodgkins Lymphona from Agent Orange contracted during his Naval career in Nam. It's been dormant for nearly 47 years but its effects are showing now. Jim says his immune system is low but he feels ok, just tired in the afternoons. Luckily the chemo he underwent didn't do any damage, and he figures his good genes will keep him going to about 95 - a great optimist he. Living the good single life in Alabama 8 miles from the Gulf...as long as hurricanes don't get him... Jim and Ron were Navy Veterans and Ron promises some stories for my veterans posts. I'm sorry for the blurry photo but it's in a frame. Just recently I was looking at this and noted that we'd only lost 2, Diane Gorbel, far left top, and sweet Sharon Lowe. Jim is the 2nd one in from the right on top and just above my head is Ron. We've taken many "Robinson" pix over the years; I have to wonder what the next one will be like. Stay well and happy as you can everyone! As I used to say to my kids when they were little, "Life is short...and then you have to brush your teeth."
(Jim is the second from the right top row, Ron just above my head. Diane G is far left back row in black.)
Thursday, May 26, 2022
Carol Stalzer Koch, another classmate leaves us - a life well-lived
Thank you to Sharon Merritt Wyman for letting me know that our classmate Carol Stalzer has passed away. I was out of town so not able to post this before today, but I don't believe we have anyone living near where Carol did who could have attended her service.
. She never attended a reunion that I can recall, but she was in touch with me in the past few years via email and Facebook. I knew Carol at KHS, not well, but we had a class or two together. It's easy to see from her obituary that she was a brainiac and I do remember her as a very smart classmate! Here is her recent obituary:
Carol J. (Stalzer) Koch
March 4, 1947 ~ May 17, 2022 (age 75)
Carol J. Koch (Stalzer), age 75 of Woodville, (OHIO) passed away Tuesday,
May 17, 2022, at her home. Carol was born March 4, 1947 in Buffalo, NY,
the daughter of the late Ted and Geraldine (Crump) Stalzer.
Carol was a professor for many years at Bowling Green State University, where she taught a range of subjects from astronomy, mathematics, and English. She had a true passion for teaching, especially astronomy. Her love of anything astrological was also shown through her artistry, as she painted many pictures of stars and galaxies. Throughout Carol's life she also enjoyed traveling, reading, playing cards, doing her nails and puzzles.
Carol is survived by her husband, Ronald Koch, whom she married December 28, 1991 in St. Louis, MO; step daughter, Michelle Howey step-grandchildren: Lisa (Adam) Lowery, and Joshua (Mallory) Howey step great-grandchildren: Uriyah Lowery, Kingston Lowery, Dayne Howey, Brystol Howey, Coltyn Howey, and Brooklyn Howey; brother, Larry (Sandra) Stalzer; niece, Kate; and great-niece, Olivia.
In addition to her parents, Carol is preceded in death by her step-son, David Koch, and brother-in-law, Samuel Koch.
Friends will be received Wednesday, May 25, 2022 from 2-6pm with a funeral service beginning at 6:00pm at Foos Funeral Home and Cremation Service, 504 E. McPherson Hwy, Clyde, OH 43410.
Memorial donations may be made to the family for funeral expenses.
To send flowers to Carol's family, please visit our floral store.
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Tuesday, May 17, 2022
News of another death in our class and interesting story of two Army Veterans
HI EVERYONE, HERE IS A WONDERFUL POST FROM CLASSMATE Rocky Reece received just this week. We have had a nice email chat and I hope Rocky will elaborate more in the future!
"Greetings Leslie. I didn’t know you [at KHS] at least in part because I
only went to Kirkwood my junior and senior years. I’m not a regular on
your site but I do drop in now and again and wanted to let you know of
the passing of fellow classmate Reed Stites. Reed and I went into the
Army together in June of 1966 on what was called the “Buddy Plan” which
allowed friends to go through “Basic Training” together. If you
enlisted four four years you also got to choose your field of training
and where, in general terms, you would be stationed. We chose armor and
Germany. With the situation in Vietnam, Germany seemed a good choice
Tanks on the other hand don’t translate into any civilian occupation.
We ended up in different parts of Germany on three year tours but it
wasn’t long before Reed found he didn’t like Germany and he volunteered
for Vietnam. He spent his time on an M42 Duster in the thick of it for
two tours reaching the rank to Staff Sargent.
More
to the story but that will wait for another time. We both made it home
with very different experiences. Below is Reed’s obit.
On
a lighter note I have a short story about my son Jesse’s first day at
daycare. My wife Kat and I live near Cedar Creek in the Kingdom of
Callaway and drove to work together in Columbia MO. We were
apprehensively taking Jesse to a woman who cared for infants in her
home. All went well and as we headed out the front door I saw Alan
Yount and wife with baby in arms (daughter I soon learned) coming up the
walk. We both recognized one another. I was 37 and a long way from
high school. Life’s funny. Thanks ~ Rockford Reece KHS65"
William Reed Stites
May 3, 1947 - February 7, 2020
William Reed Stites, age 72 of La Plata, Missouri, passed away unexpectedly Friday, February 7, 2020.
Born May 3, 1947 in Lansing, Michigan, the son of Dr. Joseph Gant Stites Jr. and Lucy Gray (Cates) Stites who proceded him in death. On January 6, 1996 in La Plata, Missouri, he was united in marriage to Carole (Lofblom) Van Hara who survives.
Also surviving are four daughters, Jaime L. Rader (Roger) of La Plata, Missouri, Jessica C. Benedict (Jason Campbell) of Memphis, Missouri, Gina Van Hara of Kirksville, Missouri, and Sydney E. Stites (Nick Ford) of Kirksville, Missouri; One son, Mikel J. Glaspie (Lisa) of La Crosse, Wisconsin; three sisters, Mary F. Morgan (Michael) of Elk Park, North Carolina, Ruth S. Lutz (Gary) of Columbia, Missouri, and Lucy S. Baker (Paul) of Long Beach, California; eleven grandchildren and several nieces and nephews.
Reed served in the United States Army from 1966 to 1970. He served two tours of duty in Vietnam where he was awarded the Purple Heart and Bronze Star Medal. After living in Columbia, Missouri and Kirksville, Missouri he moved to La Plata in 1984. He owned and operated Stites Interiors for many years. He was a member of the Baptist Church.
Reed was a good man and a friend to many. He loved blessing his friends with his cooking, and loved his family dearly.
A graveside service will be 12:00 p.m. Tuesday, February 11, 2020 at the Missouri State Veterans Cemetery in Jacksonville, Missouri. Visitation will be Tuesday, February 11, 2020 with the family receiving friends from 10:00 a.m. to 11:00 a.m. at Travis Funeral Chapel in La Plata, Missouri.
In Lieu of flowers, memorials in memory of William Reed Stites may be made to the Missouri State Veterans Cemetery in Jacksonville, Missouri. They may be sent to or left at Travis Funeral Chapel, 125 S. Church St., La Plata, MO 63549.
As they say, this is the rest of the story. As I was reading this from Rocky in the back of my mind was niggling that Reed, as we knew him at KHS, was married to one of the Barnard girls who I have connections to through Des Peres Presbyterian Church or else to one of the daughters of Mary Ellen and Don Barnard, he owning the Mobil station at Geyer & Manchester and she and I, later in life, encountering one another in our DAR chapter. Don was one of my step-father's good buddies, but I never knew Mary Ellen until I later encountered her at a DAR meeting. Turns out Reed's first wife was indeed one of the daughters of Don and Mary Ellen, I confirmed this when I spoke to a current good friend who is married to a Barnard from this tribe. I always say, when one stays in the same place all of one's life, the tentacles are very long and interconnected. I kept thinking there was something wrong with my memory so I asked my current Barnard friend for help and she straightened me out! But then, my memory also told me that Reed married/dated the [Barnard] girl who lived across the street from me on Claychester Drive..but according to my current pal, that part of my memory is wrong....but then!!!! I looked at my '65 yearbook....Reed signed it, we'd known one another from a class or two, Spanish maybe I think, and called himself my "practically" neighbor.... a bit of library research would straighten out my memory but it doesn't matter. I had the right couple in my memory, they unfortunately just didn't stay hitched! It amazes me how much detritus, as hubby Jack calls it, resides in a brain when it reaches our advanced age! But the great richness of those tentacles and connections is incomparable.
I asked Rocky a complicated question about Senor Skip Day - his experience wasn't what I thought maybe it was, an incorrect memory thread on my part, but we both admitted that our SSD involved water and alcohol! Maybe some day I'll post about that, but it involves others of our classmates who might not want to be named :-)) THANKS to Rocky for the memories and information about his and Reed's Army experiences. The more the merrier!!! All you Veterans send me yours! OH and ALAN YOUNT, isn't that funny that all those years later they ran into one another....which leads me to running into one of our classmates in an elevator in a downtown Chicago highrise office building one day many years ago...and we too recognized one another...Rocky's right, life can be funny that way!
Saturday, April 30, 2022
HOW A BOY FROM NORTH MET A GIRL FROM NIPHER - 57 YEARS LATER AND A GREAT STORY plus more of course!
I have been privileged to have some great correspondence with Bruce Antle for several years. He is a wonderful writer, must be all those sermons he had to write over the years! And he has many growing-up-in-Kirkwood stories to share. He and wife Darlene Petri, KHS66, are retired and living in Missouri these days. I'm going to publish some of our correspondence, but mostly want to share an article he wrote for me but I'm having trouble getting it posted due to the format it's in so for now I'm going to give you a glimpse into their lives as told by Bruce. Keep reading below and you'll see I finally got the story he wrote posted. Here are some random snippets:
Since being retired (still do a little real estate with friends and family) and some pulpit supply, but mostly take care of Darlene and that is my primary job. 4-2-22
It is hard to believe we are in the "4th quarter" of our life or the "last chapter" or on the "25 yard line" with 25 and goal to go, all of us within field goal range if we are so lucky. Darlene has outlived her parents and on my side 85 seems to be the magic number, so barring anything unforeseen we should have another 10 years of somewhat independent living.
Sooo sad to see the senseless and indiscriminate killing of
innocent lives on the other side of the world. Why can't we
all just live our lives in peace?
Darlene and I are both doing fine. Thanks for asking. We both have our issues, but who doesn't at this age? Mine seem to be below my knees with what they call neuropathy. One foot doesn't want to cooperate like it is supposed to. I have conversations with it, but it wants to be lazy. Going down is easy, getting up needs a helping hand. Probably caused by all those years I used to jog or when I was doing a lot of physical labor. I used to love to run, but what can be good for the heart, we later discover, if we live long enough, can be tough on other parts of the body. Last year I asked Darlene to pick me up a cane for balance. 4-3-22
It [some physical ills] started about 10 years ago for both of us and like age, progressive. Darlene is still my 16 year old girlfriend and for someone turning 74 next month still has a cute figure and as pretty as ever. We eat sensibly which helps and we enjoy each other's company which is also very helpful, especially the last couple of years with Covid.
This is the wonderful response I received when I asked Bruce to write the charming story of his and Darlene's beginning as a couple:
The last person who asked me to do so might be sorry she did.
Actually that isn't true. My daughter asked me to write
down some stories and 800 pages later .... she got probably
more than she thought she wanted. Although she tells me she
is very appreciative. Most are family related. My two
favorite authors are James Michener and Laura Wilder. Laura
wrote the Little House series of books, with large print and
pictures. Books they say for children. I loved them all.
James on the other hand, historical novels, with a lot of
depth and research, small print, few pictures and many, many
pages. My dad also did a lot of family genealogy back before
computers with letter writing and visiting cemeteries. I took
up the mantle after he passed, adding my research to his.
Then Darlene asked me to do the same for her family. She
always thought she had some Cherokee in her ancestral
background. She didn't as we later discovered. However, what
we did discover was she was a great, great granddaughter x 6,
to Daniel Boone.
For the family I wrote a series of 6 books, third person,
in the style of the Little House books with lots of photos
from the photo albums Darlene kept, tying the photos with a
narrative. I then followed it with my Michener style, three
part Family History of 800 plus pages. I had to divide it into
three parts because of the size. Again, a lot of photos,
along with family trees dating from the colonial days to the
present. This is still a work in process as I edit and move
around stories. 4-3-22
As a genealogist, he is one of my idols! I would love to do what he has done but I keep myself too busy to do it! Isn't he just amazing???
After Bruce sent me his article I had two suggestions, he said the number of graduates in our class was about 1,000, but it was really about 785 and he mentioned Cyranos being downstairs from the music store and I corrected him to "down the block" as in 1996 I opened a small antiques shop down the street, DeMun Avenue, so drove by where Cyranos had been 5 or more days a week HOWEVER, he was correct, the restaurant was below the music store and just down the street from other businesses. Here is his response to that message:
And yes,
Cyrano's was down the street, beneath a music store, later
moved to Big Bend, now in Webster Groves, Old Orchard, and
still has the Cherries Jubilee and World's Fair Eclair, or
at least the last time we ate there which was a couple years
ago. I could have added "down the street," and you are
welcome to do so but figured anyone in our class who went
there would know it. [The mother of the fellow who opened the Cyranos on Big Bend became a pal of mine thru my antiques biz and later the fellow who, with a partner, opened it in Webster was a pal of mine through our mutual membership in the Symphony Volunteer Association! - sooo many connections - sooo typical in Kirkwood and environs! lvr]
Cyrano's was a customer of mine. My dad was the sales
manager of a company that manufactured melamine ashtrays.
The summer before our senior year I would go down to the
plant, load up the trunk of my car and peddle them to
restaurants and bars in and around St. Louis. Cyranos was
one of my wonderful discoveries ... those were the days
when people smoked, especially at a coffee shop. The
steep outside stairs leading down, the basement rafters
concealing everything in the rafters all painted black,
and yummy desserts made it a very special place. I am
guessing it made more money than the music store above
it. It was never the same after it moved. My sales
career came to a quick halt after selling a truck-load of
seconds to Grandpa Pigeons when my dad's sales rep who
covered the area reported I had encroached on his
territory. My dad never dreamed I would go to a Grandpa
Pigeons and thought I was just fine going door to door to
little mom and pop businesses. 4-5-22
Of course that led to a discussion of Tom Holley, whose family owned Grandpa's, earlier Grandpa Pigeon's:
All history is related for those who might be interested. Grandpa Pigeons was also the grandpa I believe of one of our classmates ... Tom Holley. My dad commented he was impressed because he could read Tom's signature, apparently on a purchase order sent to the company and I guess, like me selling ashtrays my dad made, Tom was working for his grandpa at the store. It was a fun store. So many people just scribble their name, my dad was impressed when he learned Tom was a classmate who took the time to legibly write his name. Funny isn't it, what goes through that gray mass above our neck. It has been awhile ... as you know.
Well, as you can see, I was waylaid in getting this posted, a trip to Atlanta, prep for that trip and now after a week, still unpacking. Here is the romantic tale of Bruce and Darlene in his words posted 15 May:
How a Boy from North Met a Girl from Nipher
I guess this story could start as boys standing in line waiting to receive our high school diplomas and asking, “Who is that cute girl?” We had a large graduating class back in 1965. I believe close to 1,000. Add to that number, grades 10 and 11, when KHS was sophomore - senior classes and a combination from North and Nipher Junior High, it was not unusual to NOT know someone. And speaking from a purely boy perspective, KHS had a lot of cute girls!
Darlene came from Nipher. I came from North. My mom, my brother, my cousins Pat and Becky
Wall (KHS 60 & KHS 63) all
attended Nipher. My mom attended when it
was the high school. My cousins not only
attended but later taught at Nipher.
When it was my turn, North Junior High was brand new, and a little further
to walk than Keysor. I lived on a street
called Wilcox, a street off of Essex. Our house was about 3 or 4 blocks from
the high school, depending on if you took the pipe over the ravine to get to my
house and a lot farther to North Junior High. [I had a wonderful high school romance with a resident of Wilcox, whom I used to walk to that pipe over the ravine after school sometimes, then high-tail it back to KHS Essex parking lot to catch my ride home. lvr]
I was in my senior year at KHS when Tom Friel asked if wanted to go to an “away” football game. I
think we were playing Ritenour. We sat on the visitors side and in front of us on Tom’s side were two really cute girls. They were Juniors. Tom seemed to know them both, at least he knew their names and started talking to the one close to him. My eye was on the one farthest from me, a really cute strawberry blond. (I later learned it was a color that often changed.)
On the way home Tom told me her name was Darlene Petri. He remembered her last name, possibly from the associated with what we learned in biology as a Petri dish, named after a famous bacteriologist.
Over the weekend I couldn’t wait for school on Monday in hopes of seeing her. With no luck on Monday or Tuesday, I devised a plan.
I was on the “Call” staff as the business manager and free to come and go to solicit ads for the paper. Mrs. Conley, also my English teacher, led the “Call” as well the “Pioneer” and we would meet for 6th period. I decided to go to the office and ask if a note could be sent to Darlene to meet her at her locker.
Darlene had recently been photographed for the “Pioneer” in a full page layout. The student in the office was more than happy to help out, as well tell me where her locker was located. When Darlene got the note, she had no idea who this Bruce Antle guy was, so after class she raced to her locker hoping to avoid him.
No such luck, I was there to meet her. I was excited. She didn’t know what to do. When I asked if I could carry her books and walk her to the parking lot, she seemed relieved and vaguely remembered me as the “other guy” on the bench next to Tom. She said okay.
Our first date was a movie at the Esquire, followed by a flaming Cherries Jubilee downstairs at Cyranos. It was one of those cool, crisp fall evenings. I asked if she would mind if I put the top down? She had never been in a convertible and thought it sounded fun. We rolled up the windows and put the heater on, then a slow ride home down Clayton road, with the stars shining bright in the night sky and soft music playing on the AM car radio from Wood River. It was magical. I drove as slowly as I could not wanting the evening to ever end.We dated that fall and winter for about 4 months, falling madly and passionately in love. We broke up when things got too serious. 16 & 17 was a little too young for marriage. After graduation I was heading off to college. We would date others, but never stopped seeing each other, knowing if we ever got back together it would be for keeps.
Four years later I was standing in a different graduation line. This time from Washington University. In the audience my mom had invited Darlene.
A year later we were married. That was 52 years ago!
Looking back, it was also the first and only time either of us had gone to an “away” football game. We know God had a plan.
Bruce and Darlene
Joanne Hautly Cross, KHS64 and widow of our dear late friend Chuck
Here is the link to Joanne's obituary in the Post Dispatch:
Another trip to Bopp to mourn the loss of a great gal who leaves behind four wonderful daughters, grand-children and other relatives and many friends. Joanne was closer to our class than her own because she basked in the light and fun of hubby Chuck whom so many of us loved. I personally didn't know Chuck at KHS but in our later reunion activites we became very good friends. When I needed friends after my divorce, Chuck was always there. He renovated the kitchen of the house I bought so that my mom, who initially moved in with my children and me and had to eat frequently, could have a much-needed up-to-date kitchen. Chuck provided that, nevermind the fire as he was working but that's another day's story! It was a lovely kitchen and mom could cook to her heart's content. But back to Joannd, who was also the first cousin of our KHS65 classmate Linda Hautly, who I understand is doing well and still in Wisconsin, although not able to get to town for the funeral. Wednesday night I spent time with youngest daughter Becky Jones who is the secretary in the office at Paul Schroeder Park, the city park in Manchester. Becky told me that Joanne was doing fine, but had breast cancer in 2019 from which she recovered well with good treatments and care. However she later came down with lung cancer and one upper lobe was removed. Again she seemed to do well but that had metastasized and on March first she had a seizure which was a stroke from brain cancer. She was at home, with her girls each taking turns to care for her full time, until the last two weeks when she entered hospice care. The girls produced a great video of Joanne's life, from baby and little-girl photos to recent pictures with her children and grands. And, of course, several with Chuck. I noticed in several photos a lovely gold heart locket around her neck, which I had seen her wearing in her casket. She looked very life-like too, almost as if she was smiling up at me, lying there peacefully surrounded by the aroma of beautiful flowers. Gone too soon but leaving behind a legacy of love and wholesome family life. So long Joanne, rest in peace surrounded by love and when you meet up with Chuck please tell him I said HI and thanks for being my friend.
Saturday, April 16, 2022
Kirkwood School District Administrative Services Center on the move
I just saw today a notice in the Spring Alumni eCall that caught my attention because the Alumni staff have moved - I'd have stopped into the wrong place if I wanted to visit! J MILTON TURNER BUILDING, 1099 MILWAUKEE STREET, KIRKWOOD (314 213 6100) BUT the regular alumni office phone # remains 314 213 6123..khsalumni.org and alumni@kirkwoodschools.org are also the current online methods to reach the alumni staff.
Friday, March 25, 2022
NEWS FROM PROUD GRANDPARENTS JIM & LINDA GIRARD DAY - CHECK IT OUT
Here's a great bit of news from Jim and Linda - such a good reason to be proud, thanks for sharing JD!
Click the link for news of their grandson's hockey championship - yet another generation of KHS graduates making us proud!!! Way to GO Mitchell!!!! Keep up the great work!
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