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As a fine young boy in the first grade I was very shy,
I was a good looking kid and I really don’t know why,
But I talked to myself as I sat at my desk in the class,
In a voice from within hoping my problem would pass. Continue reading
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I recalled a few of my career milestones of record,
That some people might call achievement awards.
So in this story poem I will document them here,
So some of my future generations may give me a cheer. Continue reading
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Did you ever meet a person with their nose in the air,
There’s lots of these type guys around almost everywhere.
Kind of like that guy on television that they portray,
As being the most interesting man in the world today. 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
Talking The Talk
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During the 1950’s and 1960’s, the kids didn’t have all the communication devices they have now, so we spent a lot more time talking to each other face to face. There was a lot of things we talked about that were kind of fun. Here’s a few things I remember. Continue reading
High School Events
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There were some strange things that went on when I attended Phillips high school. Here are a few that I remember. Continue reading
Wood Shop
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One of my favorite classes in high school was wood shop because you got to build something real and beautiful that you could take home and be proud of.
Junior High Prom 1958
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I think growing up in the 1950s with the birth of Rock and Roll and the school proms and such was a special time for all teenagers of that era. What a fantastic time we had learning the ways of the world. Continue reading
Phillips Blackhawk Marching Band
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Not too many people know I played in the Phillips band,
I played two different instruments both held in my hand.
This poem tells a little about my experiences while there,
And gives appreciation to the fine band directors that did care.