TODAY'S NEWS - QUICKIES THAT CHANGE OFTEN

"I WILL NOT FOLLOW WHERE THE PATH MAY LEAD, BUT I WILL GO WHERE THERE IS NO PATH, AND I WILL LEAVE A TRAIL." Muriel Strode -KHS65 class motto.
"The good old days....when we weren't good and we weren't old" Barbara Schwarz Moss 2010
SEE WWW.KHS65.COM FOR 169 PIX FROM OUR 45TH REUNION - CLICK THE SMALL PHOTO FOR LARGER VERSION. See lots of NEW grade school pix!
CHECK THE LABELS, GO TO KIRKWOOD HISTORY ARTICLES & CLICK THE POST ABOUT FRANCIS SCHEIDEGGER'S PIX FOR A GLIMPSE OF A PLACE I BET EVERYONE REMEMBERS - and much more!


We seem to all be suffering a common problem these days, WHERE DID OUR LIVES GO? Our brains seem to still be 18, but our bodies are talking a different language. Sarah Orne Jewett puts it much more eloquently than do I:

“Neither of my companions was troubled by her burden of years. I hoped in my heart that I might be like them as I lived on into age, and then smiled to think that I too was no longer very young. So we always keep the same hearts, though our outer framework fails and shows the touch of time.”

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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Rock Star with a Connection to KHS65 - well sorta!

For someone who spent over 12 years in the computer biz sometimes on-line stuff goes over my head.  Yesterday while working quietly at my desk, I went on Facebook for some specific reason, and as those funky dropdown things sometimes do, an OLD message from my good pal Ric Porte fell into my view.  I have no recollection of ever having seen it before, so maybe I hadn't.  I don't do the "chat" stuff very well...at any rate what he told me in that message was that our classmate Janet McCleary Sheldon, who died 7 Sept 2004, had a very famous son, one rapper named Mac Lethal - who knew?

Well not me, because I'm not into rap or rappers and things named lethal give me the creeps.  But I made a quick note of the info and just took a few moments to google around.  Well, good grief, Mac is a big deal rapper!  He has his own Wikipedia entry which puts him above a lot of people I know!  SO, may I recommend you google Mac Lethal...you'll find YouTube videos, stills, tons of music, and all sorts of posts about Janet's son David McCleary Sheldon, aka Mac Lethal.  Nice to know that our classmates' children are making inroads of their own, even if their parents don't live to see them succeed.  Mac was only 23 when Janet died.  And please don't send me zillions of messages, like, "Gee Leslie we've known about him for years, where've you been?"  I've been right here, just not on the rapper scene!

Saturday, November 11, 2017

JerryJazzMusician.com once again recognizes our musician Alan Yount!~ Way to go Alan

Courtesy of www.jerryjazzmusician.com, comes another of Alan's crossover literary triumphs, a poem about his 1962 visit to Gaslight Square to hear the GREAT Dizzy Gillespie in person.  Scott Heuer and Dennis Winkler were in the group too, and I'd bet Bob Heuer was there to drive, but of course he was a VERY talented musician himself....we need not wonder where Scott got his musical genes. Thanks for sharing ALAN!!!  Keep blowin' that horn and writin' those lines!!!

HEARING  DIZZY  GILLESPIE AT  DINO’S  CLUB
IN  ST.LOUIS  FOR  THE  FIRST  TIME
          For Scott Heuer, and all the other
        musicians in our dance band.

we all were
three fifteen year olds
along with one of our fathers.
we were
the only white guys
in the club.
it was at dino’s club
in st.louis, in the fall of 1962
at the corner of
debaliviere & wabash …
also known as gaslight square.
        *****
before the concert started
a guy my age
(in the booth next to me)
tapped me on the shoulder.
“do you play trumpet,” he said.
I said “yes.”
he said, “me too.”
just then …
everything seemed o.k.
we talked about our horns …
and charts we had played:
both of us
had played in a jazz band.
we found we had both played
the “leads series” of stage band songs:
tunes that dizzy also played.
         *****
the concert was amazing …
groovin’ high & night in tunisia
with dizzy playing tight staccato notes
on his silver harmon mute.
dizzy’s playing … wow!
an infectious
infused joy, of boppish phrasing.
the crowd
would not stop clapping …
and cheering … after every song.
          *****
the guy next to me
& his family
left at the same time.
outside, we both said
we would meet
in st.louis somewhere
& get together
and play some jazz
sometime.
also, we both agreed
for sure,
we were going
to remodel our trumpets
to have an uplifted bell …
just exactly like dizzy had done,
for his own horn,
for sure.