Wow! Initially I had absolutely no memeory of Cosner Auditorium. Then the memory of the building returned. I remember going to watch free movies there with my mother. I think she even took me to see 'Lolita'. That is a strange movie to take a young girl to watch. Perhaps she was trying to educate me on the ways of the world. I think they even served free Hawian Punch in little white paper cups.
I do not remember performing with the 6th grade, but I did play the clarinet, so it sure makes sense. Maybe that was where the Hawian Punch came in.
I am surprised at how many events I do not remember. It is a strange feeling to have someone relate a time that includes me and I have no memeory of it. I am sure I was too young to have had a black out in 1962. Well now, I wonder what was in the Hawian Punch, beside corn syrup.
I am going to Kinkos and try to get them to get the outside cover pages to show up better. The inside pages are in good shape. Then I will mail it to Pat Donovan for posting. It will get posted.
I remember Holderman as not having a finished playground when we started there. It was all dusty outside, and Mrs. McCoy didn't like to let us go out because she would have to watch us and it would bother her allergies. I wasn't too sympathetic. So one day, while she was giving us a spelling quiz during a period when we were supposed to be outside, I wrote a note about one of the spelling words, which was 'cellar,' and started passing it. The note said, 'Here's a sentence for 'cellar.' We threw Mrs. McCoy in the cellar and went out for P.E.'
Now here's the thing. Somebody in that class (a guy) decided to tattle on me and took the note up to show her. It's a good thing I don't remember who it was. . . . but I think I got in trouble with her a lot.
Jean, you were so quiet and well-behaved back then. Who knew? 'Threw her in the cellar'? Looks like you were already cutting sharp little lawyer teeth. Or maybe you had the makings of a murder/suspense writer . . . .
Jean Hawker,
You were the smartest girl (women) I've ever known. I remember when our
PE class at Holderman consisted of picking up rocks from our new playground
and making a huge pile so grass could be planted. Good work-out!
Tommy
You, Maish, Vesper and 20 others are listed as Instrumentalists.
Also you are right. That would be Maple and Ash. I lived on 9th and Farmer for awhile. I could not remember anything more. I was thinking Cosner would be on ASU some where.
Also have you talked to Peterson, Patton?
Will work on this one more Phyllis.
Louie
Hi Louie,
Did you happen to live in the old house on the Southwest corner at 9th and Farmer? My father lived there when he was a kid. He still refers to the current Tempe High facility as the 'new' Tempe High. He attended and graduated from Tempe High in the '40s, when it was somewhere in downtown Tempe.
The original Tempe High I believe was located above what was Curry's Hardware store just south of 5th Street and Mill. Then a new THS was built on the corner of University and Mill (Tempe Center)...this is where your father most likely went, as did my mother...It burned down when we were young, and they re-built the school where it is now...(just a little history, won't vouch for the accuracy)
Looking forward to seeing everyone tomorrow and Saturday...
I don't remember Mrs. McCoy but I do remember...
Yo Tom! remember that night when you downshifted and floored it going under the underpass just south of Tempe High in that Chevy that was all gray primer and blew your transmission!!@#$?
I don't remember Mrs. McCoy but I do remember...
Yo Tom! remember that night when you downshifted and floored it going under the underpass just south of Tempe High in that Chevy that was all gray primer and blew your transmission!!@#$?
Ken, I blew the rear end not the trans!!! Where have you been?
That is definetly you in that picture. Rember the Rambler and the
shack????
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