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!


MICK MARIETTA IS IN A NURSING HOME WHERE HE WILL REMAIN FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE AFTER A STROKE. HE WOULD ENJOY PHONE CALLS FROM HIS CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO CHEER HIM UP. His number is 573 885-4500, ask for Mick Marietta. It may be difficult to communicate with him. Mail address is Cuba Manor, 210 Eldon Drive, Cuba, MO 65453.


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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Sunday, January 5, 2020

MORE FUNNY RHYMES from the past

On December 11, 2009,  I was reading my childhood Brownie autograph book and listed the entries here on my blog.  I was thinking there were more little short rhymes, but I just looked and either I just didn't type them or there really aren't many.  But today I was cleaning out a box of my former mother in law's things and found HER little girl autograph book.  We had fun reading some of the entries, and amazingly, at age nearly 91, she could remember all but one name I read to her!  She is nearly blind so can't read the book herself.  My entries are from the late 1950s; Jerry's are from 1943  when she graduated from 8th or 9th grade and I thought it would be fun to show some from that time-frame, similar to ours....lots of little girls and boys thinking about aging and girls thinking about boys!  
Her name is Geraldine, known as Jerry then and now.  ENTER THE WORD AUTOGRAPH in the upper left corner, where the little orange box with white B is...that will take you to a couple of posts, but one called Where are They Now?  That's the one with my autograph book info...

Dear Jerry, Love many, Trust few, and always paddle your own canoe.  Your Pal Adele, yours till bobby-pins get seasick riding on the permanent waves.  [The canoe paddle phrase was repeated by at least 3 or 4 people in her book.[

Dear Jerry, When you're engaged it's diamonds; when you're in love it's hearts, when you're married it's clubs and when you're dead it's spades.  Your friend, Lowell  I shouldn't have read that one to her but it didn't dawn on me what the spades reference was til later!  She's not in good health, recently placed in hospice care.

This one is on a pale blue page, the pages are all varying pale pastel colors.  Dear Jerry, I hope you never feel like this page, blue.  Your Pal, Marian, Yours til cows give coldcream! [One of my favorites, so innocent!]  Another entry repeats the coldcream line, which I found very funny!

And this one apparently from a beau, or just a good guypal:  For Dear Jerry, First came love, then came marriage, then came Jerry with a baby carriage.   Your loving Pal, Don  ~ love and kiss
Vertically down the side is a sort of code
MY
heart outline
outline of a pair of pants
4
U

Dear Gerry, Yours until the Mississippi wears pants to keep its bottom dry.  Love, Gwen

Dear Jerry, Remember me early.  Remember me late,.  Remember me as your old school mate.  Your friend & classmate, Shirley

Dear Jerry, Yours till the cow jumps over the moon.  Hettie

Sugar is sweet, so are you, so why don't they ration you?  Bob [Born in March, '29, if the war was still going on, i.e., rationing, she'd be graduating from 8th grade, not high school which would have been 1947 I believe.]

And one more I think is great, If all the boys were across the sea, what a good swimmer Jerry would be.  Walter

Aren't these just too fun?  So immature and innocent, can we imagine high school grads saying these things?  The more I read, I think this might be 8th grade;  most of the pages have little photos of the signers, in those corner photo mount thingys.  Some look too young for high school grads, but many don't.  I'll ask her and come back and edit this post.

The sweetest is from her father - "Geraldine Iris, Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind words are the roots, Kind thoughts are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits.  Dad"   and he sure knew his girl, she is and has always been a very kind person.

And the very last page.  Dear Jerry, The last page is usually saved for your lover.  But the heck with him, he can write on the cover.  Your Pal, Evelyn   Yours till the pillowcase comes up in court.

On that note I'll stop!

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

"FOR DAVID SANBORN"

Most KHS65 classmates know who David Sanborn is I imagine.  He was in the class of 1963 and lived on McLain Lane, across the street from Joyce Moller and Becky Smith and down the street from my house from 8th to 11th grade and down from Pat Corpening Hoag.  Many of us still love listening to his music but our class Poet Laureate, and masterful trumpet player, Alan Yount, has a special connection to Dave.  Herewith is a poem that Alan wrote earlier this year, and I keep not remembering to get it posted  Here are some thoughts from Alan on the musician and the poem:

"I met David Sanborn in Kirkwood High School band.  At the time the high school did not have a jazz or stage band.  I played trumpet, and had my own dance band.  I asked him to sit in, but he was always booked up.  So, I had only heard him play concert band music, until I went to the nightclub, that first night."  Alan told me he thought this poem "really got the great feeling of Sanborn and his music"    See what you think.... I typed this from the manuscript sent to me by Alan, but it was published in Spring, 2019 in WestWard Quarterly.

FOR THE FIRST TIME I HEARD DAVID SANBORN PLAY JAZZ

"For David Sanborn"
    yes!
yeah man ... yes it was
the very first time
I heard Sanborn, and your band.

While we were both in high school,
you invited me
to a packed night club to hear you.
The only word I could think of
when you first took a solo
was "amazed".

I have to say it over and over
I was so taken away
how well you
got around on your horn.

You played
a thousand times better
than any of us,
(no jive kidding here).

*****

man, how did you
get that distinctive sound?

from those unfurling notes
coming down through
the amber gold of your
Selmer Paris alto saxophone.

I could almost
reach out ...
and touch some sort of karate "ki" ...
some unknown internal force
in and around you
and your playing -

as if I could
feel the edge ...
of that Selmer horn ...
so alive.

*****

feel the actual groove
going with
the soul of your horn
(actually hear a sacred place
as you did speak) ...

through your alto sax,
with your
so familiar defined sound.

it's kind of
a universal thing:
you feel that you are in there ...
part of the jazz!

Sanborn is playing for himself:
but we get it, he's also playing

with a warmth of sounds
heart to heart

so just ... for you ...to hear.

Thank you as always Alan, for allowing us to share in your talents, you are one of our classmates who makes us oh so proud!

Here us a bit of info about Dave I found online:  "David Sanborn has released 24 albums, won six Grammy Awards, and has had eight Gold albums and one Platinum album. Having inspired countless other musicians, Dave has worked in many genres which typically blend instrumental pop, R&B and lately, more and more traditional jazz.:

There are many pix of Dave online, he has aged beautifully, but there is one which, if you can ignore the big hair, shows his face as I remember him from riding carpool to school with him in the McLain Lane days of my life.