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Phillips was a company town built by Phillips Petroleum,
To house employees of many facilities in an oil kingdom.
Life was much different from normal towns in the area,
At least from the recollections of a growing boy so fair. Continue reading
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When I was a young man feeling so great then in my prime.
My brother Craig and I called our Dad “geezer” all the time.
Dad was really not all that old when we called him the name,
It was just as young men together, to us, it was a fun game. Continue reading
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I’ve already told a lot of stories about my cousin Scott,
Who sometimes did get me into some very hot spots,
Scott had to try everything at least once in his life,
And if he liked what he had done, he might try it twice. Continue reading
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I think we all had a favorite teacher while at Phillips High School.
Mine was Mr. Cecil George whose teaching methods were so cool.
He taught American History with an enthusiasm like no other,
Actually becoming the historical characters that we did discover. Continue reading
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You would think study hall would be the most boring class of all,
But at Phillips High, there was always action in the study hall.
So this poem gives a few examples of what I saw back then,
While attending that study class with my classmates therein. Continue reading
In the hot summertime days, the best place for a kid to play,
Is in the swim pool where the water is so cool during the day.
This poem relates to experiences I had as a very young boy,
Swimming there in the pool with lots of my friends to enjoy. Continue reading
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Did you ever wonder what it takes to be a full fledged oil field kid?
Well just read this poem and you’ll find an answer just like I did.
I know there are a lot more old oil field kids like me out there,
So we just might have some traits in common if you even care. Continue reading
Hello Again
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I’ve been away for awhile to rest my old wrinkled eyes from strain,
They’re feeling better now so I’m going to try blogging again.
Today I thought I might talk about a few short little subjects
Of course, you don’t have to read these poems if you object. Continue reading
This is a few short verses about some friends of mine in school,
Most of us thought that we were kind of hep and super cool.
But there were those kids that thought their stuff just didn’t stink,
That thought the rest of us were just nerds not fit for their blink.
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(The pictures for this Blog came from my 1961 Phillips High School Yearbook) Continue reading
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Some of my experiences in Junior High School were not so good. Here’s my experience with football. Continue reading