Charlie Frazier
frazier_charles@sbcglobal.net

The trips to Big Oaks in Louisiana. I still keep in touch with Ned Theall. We would meet at Black's Pharmacy on Texas Avenue and we would have at least 10 cars that would follow each other to Big Oaks so we could dance and have fun. I don't think anybody will ever forget the New Year's party the year that Ray Gene, Josh Higginbotham, Ronnie Bishop, Henry Stewart and on and on threw at the Warwick Hotel.   We were all under age but that didn't stop us.  It was a dress up thing.  We had security at the door and everybody paid $20 a couple to get in.  Can you believe that, $20.  We danced and just had a fun time!

Sharon Milner

swinmils@comcast.net

I climbed upon the low billboard next to Monterrey House that was on the way to the high school. Citizens Bank had put a blank check on the billboard. It was before personalized checks were around. Anyway, from the moment I saw the blank check, I knew I had to climb up and paint my name on the check. The check had been there for several weeks, taunting me so one night, myself, Debbie Marshall, Janis McCallum and Tinia Wright gathered all the necessary equipment to accomplish my goal. We needed a small ladder and some red paint. Tinia boosted me upon the wooden ledge of the sign, standing on my tip toes, I could barely reach the line that said "Pay To The Order Of". I wrote in red...Sharon Milner and then I filled in the line that was for the amount of the check. I wrote $100. I just knew that the bank would give me $100 when they saw my handy work. I then gave it a real sign of the times and signed it Batman. Just as I finished, the light went out on the sign and I looked around the edge and saw a police car coming down the road. I panicked and jumped down and started to run. I was running right beside the police car with the paint in hand but he never saw me. We all jumped in my car and drove off. The next morning I awoke to my dad standing at my bedroom door and he said, Sharon, I can see your name from Henke and Pilot. That was the grocery store that sat on the hill. Little did I know but the bank not only didn't give me the 100 dollars but they had a meeting and were debating on whether to press charges. Thank goodness, my parents were friends with one of the VP's at the bank and she stood up and said that she knew me and that a bunch of kids painted my name on that sign. She said it wasn't me. I also heard from a friend who was riding with a wrecker driver that night that the police were going to come pick me up but then one of them said now who would be crazy enough to paint their own name on the sign. Needless to say this was quite a novelty for a long time. Many people went on dates and drove by the sign just to show other people. One of my teachers said she nearly wrecked her car on Monday morning on the way to school when she looked up and saw my name on the sign. The next check on the billboard was the first personalized check. I would have thought that anyone with any imagination would have at least put my name on it but instead it read, JOHN DOE. How unimaginative of the bank!!! After all, they did get lots of attention from that one billboard...so did I!"

Charlie Frazier 
frazier_charles@sbcglobal.net

Mark Hankinson, do you really like knocking over cans at the Warwick. You are very good at it. Must we never forget. Sure wish we could do it again. Party on Mark.

Pack.

Mark Hankinson

scrubabub@aol.com

Charles "Cha-Cha" Frazier. Oh yeah, I remember knocking over that huge vase. I think I was helping Babo & the Stump fill it with beer at the time. Wild times at that Warwick Party. Hey Pack, remember standing in line for Grand Funk tics, shopping Jeans West,& partees @ the Winkershimer Arms & the house on Pruitt Street where Tom Stewart lived with yours truly & that wild Farfisa that auto-played 96 Tears. Josh Higginbotham ripped his clutch out in front of that garage apartment the night he bought that Hemi Plymouth. Ha! Wow, what memories.

7/18/06

Donna Riddick

ddrbfd@msn.com

 "Lots of great times were had water skiing and just hanging out on Burnet(t?)Bay. Sometimes I would put the boat in the water in the morning so it would be ready for the crowd I'd bring home for skiing after after school. In our senior year those of use who had some breaks between finals, hopped into our cars and drove to my house in Lakewood, skied, then rushed back to Lee, soaking wet, for our next final. Who was involved? I skied with so many friends that I don't remember exactly, but Coleen Blakey, Carol Maeser, Deanna Donelson, Jimmy Dunham, Gary Greenwood ('65), George Vaught ('65), Buzz D'Olive ('65), Alan Janacek and many more were among the ""usual suspects"". --- That must have been a great party at the Warwick! How the heck did I miss out on that?"
 

Larry Gorden

PecosPilgrim@hughes.net

 I was in Study Hall. I think it was 5th Period, that day in our Sophomore year. Wasn’t it was Henry Armstrong who announced the shooting of President John F Kennedy? I don’t remember what was said, I just know it was a concept that was hard to grasp. ... Prince’s Drive In had the best Open Faced Trout Sandwich I’ve ever eaten. And on the other end of Alexander, near the city limits sign, the root beer floats (was that A&W?) were without peer also. I remember at least two Someburger locations, but I think there were three. Each made a better burger than any other burger place on the planet. Scarborough’s Drug Store made the best Cherry Cokes, but Black’s was the place to hang out and watch the girl‘s go by. Tri-City Beach Road had a straight away not far from Alexander Drive that was longer than a quarter mile.

Larry Gorden

PecosPilgrim@hughes.net

Dear Mrs. Sybil Jordan taught my mother when she was a student at Lee. Mrs. Jordan remembered my mother well, and she associated me with her because she often asked me about my mother by name. But she also had me confused with someone named Bobby in another period, or perhaps even another year. Bobby probably sat in the same seat: front row, two seats
from the window. Mrs. Jordan would call roll and I would answer when she called “Larry Gorden”, and she would look up and smile at me, as she did at each of my classmates when their name was called. But, if she needed to leave the room for any reason, she would come to my desk
and sweetly say, “Bobby, will you watch the class while I’m gone for a few minutes?” I’d say, “Yes, Mrs. Jordan”, and Mike Brooks would snicker. I don’t know who the Bobby might have been, that she confused with me, but he was well trusted.

Larry Gorden

PecosPilgrim@hughes.net

During the Christmas Break in 1963 I was listening to the radio one night and heard “I Saw Her Standing There” by the Beatles. The DJ came on and talked about how excited he was about the new band from England, then he played “I Wanna Hold Your Hand”. Then the DJ talked for awhile about how those of us listening were experiencing music history in the making. The whole time I was thinking, “Hey, let’s hear some Bob Dylan.”

Larry Gorden

PecosPilgrim@hughes.net

Mr. Bill Parrish was the first person I ever heard mention Viet Nam. It was probably ‘64 and he asked if any of us had heard of Viet Nam. None of us had. I didn’t think too much of it at the time, because Bill Parrish taught Social Studies. But not long afterwards, Mrs. Dorothy White asked the same question in Geometry Class. That got my attention.
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Glynn Hair

glynnhair@hotmail.com

I got to thinking about Cedar Bayou's 7th grade football team. You see, George Barnett and I both played -- excuse me, no we practiced in hopes of playing football. I was 4th string middle guard defense). George was 4th string alternate middle guard. The Fourth stringers got to play one play each game. Third stringers probably did not fare much better. We played on Saturday mornings and only a handful of parents ever showed up. If my general lack of athletic skill were not enough to land me on the fourth string, this was a championship team. Only Baytown Jr High was able to score against us - and they only managed one touchdown. I was very proud to be a part of this team. Barry Donnelly (our quarterback), and Johnny Wolff were teammates that are now on the memoriam list. I remember Johnny getting hurt in a football accident. Was that the tenth or eleventh grade. Do you remember those Suicide Squad team jackets. They were grand! I do not know what drove George to endure that punishment, but in the back of my mind were girls! Surely, If I could succeed at football, certain girls would be impressed. What a fickle day dreamer I was -- there were three girls floating around in my daydreams. I was so shy that only one of them would have had a clue that I "liked" her. Well, it was not to be. During the summer between 7th and 8th grade I was diagnosed with a bone disease that pulled me from all athletic efforts. I think that George stuck it out another year or two. He was a tough guy. We remained good friends through high school, but were never again as close as we were that year to remember.

Vicki Vaughn Coker
socednews@yahoo.com

When I was a junior I was placed in Valerie Motley's history class. The first day she asked everyone to draw the United States map and add tributaries, mountain ranges, principle rivers and boundaries of each state. If time, add capitols and major cities. This seemed far out for the first day!!! After three days, I went to Mrs. Motley and told her I was not sure I could handle these assignments. She explained the importance of history and why she challenged her students in these areas. I discovered I was in the advanced senior History Class and was totally embarrassed. She and I visited for about an hour and I had to have my schedule changed but requested her for junior history. Today, because of her class and type of instruction, I love history and spend most of my reading time on historical works, movies and art. She made quite an impression on me.

 

To all Latin Club--whoops excuse me Junior Classical League members: Who remembers the club trip to the San Antonio JCL convention. Summer of 1964, as I recall. It was decided to run Mike Smith for state President. Several of us sat up until the wee hours of the morning writing a speech for him. John Burns, Travis Bray(class of 65), Mike Smith(class of'65), and myself (if there was some one else, please speak up!) wrote a ""killer"" speech and Mike did a masterful job of delivering it. Actually I had only a miniscule part in putting the speech together, but I was very proud to be apart of such a brainy group!
There must have been six or more candidates for state president. Mike was near the last to speak. The speeches given prior to him were marginal to poor - typical high school speeches. I wish I had a copy of that speech! Mike simply blew the competition away! He won by an extremely wide margin!
That night (Sat) we all went down on the river for supper. Travis and a girl who's name I do not recall and Bonnie Magness and I chose a Chinese restaurant that had outdoor tables on the river. Talk about grand! Got my first taste of green tea. I never drink green tea that I do not think of Bonnie and that glorious day! Later, Bonnie let me hold her hand; can you imagine a turkey like me holding hands with a major babe like her? Thanks Bonnie, what a memory!

glynnhair@hotmail.com
Anybody remember the ""John Burns Society""? NO not the John Burch Society! We were a group of guys (well, there might have been some girls, too) who loved to listen to John Burns do verbal battle with young Democrats! He was very good! As you might have guessed, we were Republicans and Goldwater supporters. We were Conservatives when conservatives were not considered to be cool at all. Sure was fun to argue the issues of the day. Anybody seen John? I expected him to be Senator Burns by now.

Joe Kubik
jrktex@comcast.net

I just don't know why everyone thought I had something to do with the "red bogger, ying yang" cards just because I was taking a computer class (with Freddie Eilers) at Lee College when the incident happened !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Michele Coe Henderson

 chelihenderson@yahoo.com

I moved to Baytown in 1962, my sophomore year. I had been a freshman at Navasota High School. I did not know a soul and was absolutely scared to death. (That is somewhat how I feel about coming to this reunion alone.) I met Stephanie Warren right off the bat and Connie Thomas who was a senior. They helped me greatly with The other thing that really sticks out in my mind was the day Kennedy was shot. We were taking a Geometry test in Coach Dunlap's class. I was not doing too well as I recall. Mr. Armstrong made the announcement. We could not believe it. I always felt guilty because Coach Dunlap gave us another couple of days to study for that test and just threw the one we were taking into the garbage. I ended up with a much better grade. I had seen Kennedy the day before at Hobby Airport. The Anchor Club was another good memory for me. If I had not had that organization, I'm not sure what I would have done. The girls were great and we had such fun with all our service projects. That's when I began to feel comfortable at Lee and in Baytown. There were some really nice people in our class who ate lunch with me and asked me to their slumber parties. I started dating, and then life was a lot better. Boys always seem to bring the best out you. I will forever be grateful to those girlfriends and to the boys who dated me. We had great times. I hope I get to see all of you and give you a big hug.

Vicki Vaughn Coker

socednews@yahoo.com

 Hi!! The reunion was great!! For all you unable to attend, you would have been proud of your classmates!! Nancy, Mike, Linda R., Mary, Peggy, Linda T, Sharon and all you guys did a great job!! The decorations were super, the food was great, the accommodations were very good and the reunion itself was lots of fun!!! Thanks for all the hard work and the hours you guys put in--it was worth it all!!The upcoming website for classmates will be super and all of you need to join the effort so we can keep up with one another. I would love to see us create a scholarship for a REL senior from the CLass of 1966 in honor of those that have passed away--something for future planning!! Great seeing all you guys!!!"

Gary Burroughs

caneuser48@yahoo.com

I talked with Jerry Forderhase the other day. He said he is working more hours than ever. He still has his studio but went back to teaching choir nine years ago. He is teaching in NJ. They start school tomorrow--teachers for two days--students start on Thursday. He asked about several of you. Gary

Pam McCormick

 pammccormick90@hotmail.com

Lyn DePrang and I were great friends. He was one of a kind-a blast to be around. We were in Gloria Pope's last period English class our junior year. (And I really liked Miss Pope). It was test day. Lyn and I got to the classroom early. Miss Pope was not anywhere around. We got her alarm clock off her desk and set the alarm for 2:20 p.m. Lyn opened a desk drawer and we saw a metal box. We took the papers out and put the clock in the box and locked it, then shut the drawer. Class began, Miss Pope handed out the test papers and we went to work on that dreaded test. You guessed it! At 2:20 p.m. that alarm clock started screaming, and banging against the metal box. Miss Pope could not find the box,and she was opening and closing desk drawers as fast as she could. Finally she opened the right drawer. Then she had a tough time getting the box open to remove the clock and stop the alarm. Everyone was snickering, but Miss Pope wasn't. She was livid. She asked who did it and we fessed up. We got detention hall for 3 days. That was a light punishment - should have been sent to work on a kibbutz for a year!. I had Miss Pope again my senior year and she and I actually became good friends.