Saturday, December 29, 2018
LITTLE HOUSE ON THE JACK'S FORK RIVER
for Stacie and Jess
like little house
on the prairie?
but why did you
go down there
so far away?
you hate snakes, and every
week, there are some copperheads
under your front porch...
it seems a half dozen
coyotes are getting closer
& eyeing your dogs...
a black bear
broke into your new beehive
& made off with all the honey...
while swimming in the river
a water moccasin
got in your shoes, on the shore...
so what is there
coming in at dusk...
where the haze
rise up from the river...
as the fireflies
move with direction, with their
white, soundless, flight...
where only they
know where to go.
Alan and I share another connection in that our dads were both at McDonnell and we are pretty sure, corroborated by his mom, that his dad rode in my dad's carpool when he bought a Morris bus to carpool folks back and forth from Kirkwood to 'the plant'.
I hope you all enjoy his poetry. I'm not a poetry kinda girl, but I do enjoy his - I can usually understand it!!
EVER TRY CALLING A CAT?
ever try calling a at?
...good luck with that.
what's the reason
why dogs can be called
and cats can't?
nothing against dogs...
but a cat is nobody's fool.
if you call a cat,
it will be wary, and walk away.
and it will run away.
so just go about your day.
like finding happiness or love
a cat will surprise you.
someday the cat will
slip up & curl itself
upon your lap.
and for pete's sake
yell out to a cat
like you would a dog
Click on the article to make it larger so you can read it :-)) ! Well sorry, if I make it smaller, it's too small, so you'll have to use the lower scroll bar side to side to read it all, sorry about that! But it's worth the trouble...another KHS65 friend making us look sooo good!
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Go Here: https://www.legacy.com/obituaries/dayton/obituary-print.aspx?n=kathleen-ann-stitsinger&pid=191066266 for her obituary.
Monday, December 24, 2018
Why Write a Poem, About a Quail?
why write a poem, about a quail?
from some, unknown way,
there comes a reason, why words
just come to you.
looking at the shape
of a poem,
you think something is missing
like a quail is startled,
while walking a hedgerow...
something taking flight...
is there now, on paper
that was not there...
...just a fleeting moment
Our class is so blessed to have such talented people who have been in our midst for so long. Alan sends Merry Christmas wishes to all of our KHS65 wonderful friends.
Thursday, November 29, 2018
Another of us gone too soon. Thank you to Claudia Margedant Schleuter for letting me know. I missed this because at the time we were out of town for over a week, so I didn't see the obits for awhile. Mary Ann lived right across from St. Joseph Hospital and was part of our Brownie and Girl Scout activities. She was a good friend to many even back then. May she rest in peace and love.
Obituary for Mary Ann Trombley
She’ll be remembered for her huge smile, tight hugs, amazing laugh, kindness, generosity, love for her family and the ability to make most anyone she came into contact with feel like the most special person in the room.
Visitation will be held on Thursday, August 9, from 5-8pm., at Bopp Chapel in Kirkwood and a short service will be held on Friday, August 10, at 12:45pm at Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery with lunch and celebration of her amazing life to follow at Mike Duffy’s in Kirkwood.
Tuesday, November 20, 2018
Enjoy! And THANK YOU Alan for bringing your artistry, of both types, to your KHS65 pals.
See this link for her obituary
"Stephen H. Fick, 69, of Concord, MA, passed away peacefully surrounded by friends March 2, 2017 following a stroke. Steve was born in Ames, Iowa. His family moved to Kirkwood, Missouri during his childhood. Steve graduated from Kirkwood High School in 1965 and from the University of Michigan in 1969. Steves last careers were in information technology and he worked for several companies that designed publishing software. Steve spent nine years of his retirement living in Concord, MA. Steve was an avid bicyclist and he enjoyed spending time in nature and exploring the conservation lands in Concord. He also enjoyed gardening at the Concord Hugh Cargill community garden and volunteering regularly for several organizations. He is survived by his brother David of Tulsa, Oklahoma. Steve leaves many friends in the Cambridge and Concord areas and especially in the New England Mata Amritanandamayi community. Friends are warmly invited to a graveside gathering on Sunday, October 22, 11:00 am, in the newer section of Sleepy Hollow Cemetery, 361 Bedford Street, Concord.
"I remember that well. Richard Hodill and I were among the many who got a great
laugh out of seeing Mike [Bosworth]make those shots. Incidentally if you happen to have a copy of the yearbook from our junior year and
take a look at the page about the cross country team (as constituted in the fall of
1963, that is), you can see a little joke that Richard Hodill and I played on Miss
Butts, who was the yearbook advisor. Rich and I were both in her Journalism class,
in which the yearbook was produced. There had been a tradition among the yearbook
staffs from year to year, of playing a small joke on her while still aiming to
create a very high quality yearbook. An opportunity fell right into our laps.
Coach Lenich, who did not know Mike Bosworth from football because Mike was not a
football player, nevertheless knew him, although not well, from gym class.
To our amusement, whenever Coach wanted Mike's attention, he always called him
"Boswell". So Richard and I listed him as "Boswell" in the yearbook. We told Miss
Butts for months that we had put a mistake in the yearbook, but she never found it." After actual publication we explained to her what we had done, and why. She didn't cut our grade or anything.":There were several emails during the October '14 to June '15 period, mostly about veterans and their locations, experiences, etc. And a bit about the KHS65 sports scene. Do scroll back to this time-frame to reread or read for the first time, our sports history is such fun!
Friday, October 26, 2018
David Mueller. There were also two more cheerleaders Cathy Modray and Carol Summers who
either could not be present on the day of the picture or were out of town.
Saturday, October 13, 2018
I don't know the year this was taken, Junior High I'm pretty sure. Back row l to r:
Priscilla Flint, Sandy Schneider, Georgann Meinhardt, Lynn Blackwell, Pat Dunbar, Sue Croce, Mary Ann Dueker, Chris Kleemeier, Kathy Staten. Bottom l to r: Sandy Sullivan, Sue Kraft, Joyce Moller, Susan Merritt I think, Gail Sutton, Jamie (Jamieson) Linton, Sharno Merritt I think, Pat Corpening, Sherri Stiff, Joyce Leslie Ker :-)). Sharon please correct me if I got you two mixed up :-))
I don't know the year and I don't know why I was never a Candy Striper, I later spent 10 wonderful in the hospital biz! We all lived close to the then St. Joseph's Hospital on Couch Avenue. Mary Ann Dueker lived literally across the street. We were all in the same class at KHS65 & at Robinson School and many of us in this pic in the same Scout troop. Mrs. Meinhardt, Mrs. Ker and Mrs. Stiff were our leaders, maybe others but those are the ones I remember best. Mrs. Stiff taught us how to play Bridge! Staten, Sutton, Linton and Stiff all moved before we graduated, although Sherri not far, in fact barely out of the Kirkwood School District. The Suttons went to the church I, Mollers and Krafts did but we lost track of them years ago. Flint, Corpening, Blackwell, Dunbar, Dueker, Meek, Moller, Sharon Merritt, Stiff & I are still here unless someone has moved recently. Croce still in Missouri. Georgann is in FL, Ker in oh darn, I think Arkansas? Kraft in MN, Anyone know where any others are, I'd love to know?
When I was working on this, I was thinking about Lynn, Joyce and Georgann living in those wonderful homes on South Geyer Road and it reminded me that the other day I was coming home through Kirkwood and noticed that 1117 S. Geyer is being torn down - likely to make way for an ugly McMansion ... luckily there are very few of those situations on South Geyer which is a good thing. Go here:
to see the house that's going...it's across the street and down a block or so from Lynn and Georgann.
Tuesday, October 9, 2018
From Pam, and John's family, comes the following obituary. An amazing person who left Kirkwood High School $100,000 in his Will, to do good things for the children of KHS. The school is still deciding exactly how to use it in John's honor and memory to benefit the Kirkwood students of today. Obviously John, like so many of us, felt he had a wonderful beginning in the Kirkwood school system. Pam sends her greetings to our classmates and we are looking forward to the next class of KHS Hall of Fame for which we'll see to it that John is nominated. Herewith a review of John's accomplishments, most of us will have a connection to his life's work, read on! Thank you Pam for your friendship then and now. Thank you John C. Nash for being part of our lives in so many ways.
If you would like to contact Pam, please let me know.
Saturday, October 6, 2018
Check out :
Thursday, October 4, 2018
Barbara Ann Brazos, Nov. 19, 1950 — Sept. 21, 2018
- Submitted by Memorial Funeral Home
Friday, September 14, 2018
"Listening to Charlie Parker, Play Jazz, In the Dark
For Charlie Parker with Strings"
it's no surprise it's about Charlie Parker, and Alan thinks it hits a "universal note about people listening to music."
Alan would be interested in working with a classmate who might want to publish a chapbook of jazz and music poems. Jack or Judge G, your names come to mind. He's easy to reach, just send me a note or write to him at aredboat at centurylink dot net.
Congratulations again to Alan - he's spending his retirement very productively!!! WAY TO GO, yet another KHS65 member making us all look sooo good!
Sunday, GEE, I just saw my own FB page post - I have NO idea where that photo of a Yount headstone w/ horn came from!!! Alan is alive and well! Here's the poem!
sits on the end
of my bed
holding his alto sax.
and for pete’s sake! mr. traps:
buddy rich was also there,
getting his drum kit ready
by the end of the bed.
then ray brown’s there
and making a move
to pick up my old kay bass
with birds eye maple!
and somehow the violins
have snuck in by the door
by mitch miller on oboe.
… an oboe has an estranged sound.
(the word oboe … almost sounds
like the sound, when it’s playing),
but it definitely works itself in.
listening to jazz
in the dark at night
there’s a different dimension
bringing together all the notes …
so much closer
and then all of a sudden
you … are … there!
with all of them.
Tuesday, July 31, 2018
Roy has spent many years living in Brooklyn, not far from the Bridge...LVR
Roy Herrera and Bob were in the Army together in the 1967-1968 timeframe. Bob went in at Fort Gordon in the spring of 1968, and went to Korea. Jeff Frahm, Roy and Bob were pals and here is an email of January 4, 2001 from Bob to Roy,quoted here with Roy's permission:
Friday, June 29, 2018
Thursday, June 28, 2018
BOB ALBRECHT affected the lives of MANY in his TEXAS SURROUNDINGS, an amazing life ended way too soon.
Cheri was a KHS girl too, class of '66 I believe, am working to verify the year.
Monday, June 18, 2018
SITTING ON TOP OF MY DAD’S TOMBSTONE
For My Dad, Thomas Yount
sitting on the top of my dad’s tombstone
… in sedalia, missouri,
I was thinking
of how much
our horns together.
you played clarinet
and I was on the cornet.
It seemed forever
all through grade school and junior high,
you played so great.
I never thought
that I would ever catch up to you.
but your playing,
taught me your desire, to play better.
on top of his tombstone:
I played a few notes, on the cornet
of the song “back again.”
and I was thinking of
a great jazz legacy
from my father
to his only son.
Thursday, May 31, 2018
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
On this Memorial Day, as always, wishing the best for all our classmates who have and continue to serve our country. Thank you for your service!
Friday, May 18, 2018
Obituary for Jane Edwards WandJane Edwards Wand, 70, passed away peacefully in her home in Springfield Mo with her husband, Mark, and her children by her side on May 16, 2018. Jane was born July 16, 1947 in Marshall, MO to the late William David (Sam) Edwards and Suzanne (Croswhite) Edwards. Jane is survived by her husband, Mark Wand, her sister Mary Morris of Denver, Colorado, her 7 children: Kevin Willis (Mattia Coleman) of Springfield, David Willis of Springfield, Mary Kathryn (Chris) Brammer of Albuquerque NM, Helen (Lance) Williams of Springfield, Jacob (Jenny) Wand of St. Louis, Andrew (Jamie) Willis of Springfield, and Erica Wand of St. Louis, and her 12 grandchildren Kristen, Christian, Cameron, Billy, Gavin, Suzanne Jane, Evynne, Rowan, Myrtle, Molly, Farrah and Benjamin, and her many nieces and nephews.
Jane graduated from Kirkwood High School in 1965, where she was a Girl Scout and played field hockey, and also enjoyed journalism and writing for the school newspaper and yearbook. Jane was an exchange student in the Union of South Africa her senior year. She went on to earn her bachelor’s degree in Political Science and African Studies from Northwestern University. Jane later earned a bachelor’s degree in Secondary Education with emphasis in English. Throughout her life Jane had a wide variety of jobs, including working as a teaching assistant in the Anthropology Department at Northwestern University, a short stint in the production department at Rolling Stone Magazine, and owning a Sign Painting business. After moving to Springfield in 1986, she held various sales and marketing positions with Springfield! Magazine and the Springfield Business Journal, and rehabbed houses in MidTown Springfield. She was also active in PEO, and recently served as president of her chapter. Of all her jobs, Jane would say her biggest and most important job was raising her seven children, and their many friends who called her ‘mom’ too.
Jane loved the smell of the river and enjoyed spending time at Lake of the Ozarks with her beloved husband, Mark. The day they met he had a canoe on his car, and she knew she was in love! Together they sailed around the lake and went on driving adventures through the woods in his Willy’s Jeep. Her admiration of the outdoors started during her Girl Scout years, and from bird watching to hiking, rock hunting, and sitting by a bonfire she shared her love of the outdoors with all who visited, especially her children and grandchildren. She also took pride in showing her grandchildren the wonderful indoor things that she loved such as reading, crafting, cooking and baking. Jane was an avid reader, typically reading multiple books, magazines, and articles all at the same time. Jane will always be known for her big smile, easy conversation, and caring heart. She is someone who truly made everyone feel like somebody.
The memorial visitation will from be 5 p.m. to 7 p.m. with a Rosary Service to begin at 7 p.m. Tuesday May 22, 2018 at Immaculate Conception Catholic Church. The Memorial Mass will be at 1 p.m. Wednesday May 23, 2018 at Immaculate Conception Catholic Church with Fr. Tom Kiefer celebrant. The committal service will follow at Resurrection Cemetery in Springfield, MO under the care of Herman H. Lohmeyer Funeral Home.
Permanent online condolences, stories and photos may be shared at www.hhlohmeyer.com .
Wednesday, April 18, 2018
AN ANECDOTE ABOUT LOUIS ARMSTRONG, TRUMPET PLAYER,
FROM THE 1930’S: A PROSE POEM, OR VIGNETTE.
by Alan Yount
growing up in st.louis in the 1960’s
there were always several jazz stories
going around the jazz clubs everyone knew.
it was during, the 1930’s depression
when the grand theatre was opulent then
it had oriental carpets and crystal chandeliers.
vaudeville shows came and bands played from all over.
louis armstrong played many times and once
a twelve year old kid named aaron snuck in
the side door to hear him play.
the band took a dinner break
and aaron followed them
to a burger place near by.
louis went up to
the carry out window to place an order.
aaron heard a voice from inside
laying it down “no service here
to no coloreds.”
then all of a sudden aaron found himself
standing on the street right in the middle of the band.
he couldn’t believe he was really speaking …
“mr. armstrong … if you give me some money
I will go back and buy you all
louis then grinned at aaron
“thanks son … meet us up on the stage
to the side.”
when aaron got back
to the stage … he carried up
two paper sacks of food.
- armstrong, waved him on up
sat together, sharing fries …
then mr. armstrong said … “I’ve got another idea …
when we go up on stage & start playing
how would you
like to come out on stage with me
and sit in a chair right next to me?”
“I might need to lean
on your shoulder, o.k.?”
aaron later thought that this was
the most exciting thing that had ever happened
in his life at twelve, for sure!
of course as this st.louis story goes
young aaron was a.e. hotchner.
“hotch” continued the knack
all his life of befriending famous people.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Happy Spring...even though this says March 2018 I JUST received it a few moments ago on 3/30/18.