Shelby Stout, wife of Beloved Teacher Art Stout, passes away

Just yesterday I learned of the death of Shelby Stout on June 8th.  She was the mother of Art Stout III and grandmother of 3.  She and Mr. Stout were owners of Country Surf Swim Club in Des Peres for a long time and 60 year residents of Kirkwood.  Her Memorial Service was the 19th.  Memorials requested to the Humane Society.  Our classmate Bob O'Neill and Art are particularly good friends and we thank Bob for alerting us to Shelby's death.  While I was not a student of Mr. Stout's, I know many of our classmates were and really thought he was a great teacher.  Condolences to him and their son and grandchildren.

BOB ALBRECHT affected the lives of MANY in his TEXAS SURROUNDINGS, an amazing life ended way too soon.

Amazing is all I have to say, enjoy this article about our late classmate Bob Albrecht.

http://www.postsignal.com/single-post/2018/06/28/Lowbrows-owner-died-as-he-lived

Cheri was a KHS girl too, class of '66 I believe, am working to verify the year.

FATHER'S DAY TRIBUTE FROM A KHS65 SON

Our KHS65 Poet Laureate Alan Yount (The Count of 1960s Band fame) has once again been honored by Jerry Jazz Musician website with a front page poem for Father's Day.  I think you'll enjoy it, even if you're not a father!  Way to go once again Alan!!!  And Happy post Father's Day to you, and many more!

photo by John Cobb and Morgan Naies

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
we practiced
         our horns together.
you played clarinet
          and I was on the cornet.
It seemed forever
          we practiced:
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.
sitting there,
         on top of his tombstone:
I played a few notes, on the cornet
          of the song “back again.”
and I was thinking of
          and hearing
a great jazz legacy
          passed on
from my father
          to his only son.