Reunion Agenda

I have posted Bob's info about the agenda. Click on the Reunion Weekend Events tab, above, for information.

There have been a few visits to the blog lately but no one has sent me anything to add. Who's that in Pittsburgh checking in daily?

I'll keep the blog alive just in case activity picks up as we get closer to the reunion.

A bit of humor from Jon Peterson

50th HS reunion

He was a widower and she a widow.

They had known each other for a number of years being high school classmates and having attended class reunions in the last 20 years without fail.

They had a wonderful evening, their spirits high. The widower throwing admiring glances across the table. The widow smiling coyly back at him. Finally, he picked up courage to ask her, "Will you marry me?"

After about six seconds of careful consideration, she answered, "Yes, yes I will!"

The evening ended on a happy note for the widower. But the next morning he was troubled. Did she say “Yes” or did she say “No?” He couldn't remember. Try as he would, he just could not recall. He went over the conversation of the previous evening, but his mind was blank.

He remembered asking the question but for the life of him could not recall her response. With fear and trepidation he picked up the phone and called her.

First, he explained that he couldn't remember as well as he used to. Then he reviewed the past evening. As he gained a little more courage he then inquired of her. "When I asked if you would marry me, did you say “Yes” or did you say “No?”

"Why you silly man I said, ‘Yes. Yes I will.’ And I meant it with all my heart."

The widower was delighted. He felt his heart skip a beat.

Then she continued. "And I am so glad you called because I couldn't remember who asked me!”

A Little Flashback sent in by Jim McKenna

It moves pretty quickly... so hit pause and play if you need more time to read the text... it's worth it.

1960s

This is the one of the best presentations of the sixties that I have ever seen online. It is very well done. Just click on the link and sit back and enjoy the memories. Great photos, sounds and facts.

If you're not quite old enough to have been there, feel free to show this page to someone who is.

Click Here for the SIXTIES

March Madness

Just to re-inforce what Mac said in his email. You all are invited to jump into my March Madness Online Pool. Go to www.asdonovan.com/madness for all the details. Sign Up now and make your picks by noon on 3/15

Join many of your classmates and their friends and families who are already playing. Bill Carnes probably has the most friends and family who play followed by Bob Bonner, Paul McAuliffe, Jon Peterson, Jack McBirney, Rick Blasser and a few others. As long as the games take up 3 weekends of tv time, you might as well play along.

I hope to see some of you in the Pool.

Blog from Louise O'Brien-Moore

AMDG

Quod Paulus McC rogavit aliquem scribere in Latina, id faciam cum non essem eruditissima discipula in schola. Tamen secutus sum in passibus sororis Jameo Mariae. Ego studebam docebamque Latinam linguamque Hispaniae vigintiocto annos. Conata sum uti huius modo cartarum et quidem. simile sorori, ego illas movebam dicebamque "proxime, sede, proxime." Ego dabam illam spectatum. Hic modus not erat utilis discipulis modernis. Nihil eos terret.

I will let you all ask your kids to translate, as I am sure you made them all take Latin and suffer as we did. We did get good skills as evidenced by those who have blogged.

I majored in Latin at Emmanuel along with Joan Hoar and continued at BC. After college I did Europe with Maura Mc Groarty and skied with her, Edie Reidy and others. After teaching for VII years, I married Richard Moore.and we have lived in Westwood for the last XXX years with Emily, Brian, Kevin and Patrick. After teaching the last XX years at Woburn High-yes Latin- , I have retired and am spending much time with the grandchildren.

Spero vos omnes visuram esse Septembre et ferte memorias.

Louise O'Brien Moore

"A picture is worth a 1000 words"

Thanks to Marie winning a Cape Cod Hospital golf tournament last Summer (which is why she's the most sought after partner in our AWHS '62 Bob Woods Memorial every year) we had a photo session with a photographer in Chatham for all our children & families (which took as much planning as our upcoming reunion). Do you think that after my Father Moran impersonation, the good Sisters "guided" me to The Catholic University of America and probably had something to do with why I'm now living in St Marys, Georgia?

- Jon Peterson

Got another "member" Following the blog

Welcome, Jon. We now have 4 members and counting. Still getting hits on the blog but noone seems to want to add to it. Just send me an email with a little bio like Karen and Joe and I'll get it into the blog.

Update from Karen Maloney

I am living in Auburndale, a section of Newton. In Nov. 1987, I married Bob Bruno and feel very fortunate to have him in my life. Back in 1993 we bought a Cape house in West Harwich where we are presently spending most of our time because our almost 18 year old dog does better in a one -story house.

I took early retirement from teaching in Canton Middle School when I was 59 and didn't adjust easily to my new life style. As a result, I went back to work part-time in Lexington at the elementary level. Now, however, both Bob and I are fully retired and exploring both new and old interests.

My eldest son, Brian, married his high school sweetheart and has five children and they live outside San Diego as does my youngest son, Bobby. Peter, my middle son, lives in New York city. We rented in downtown San Diego one winter and may well spend winters there again once our dog is gone.

Meanwhile I 'm looking forward to renewing past friendships at our 50th reunion.

The McAuliffe's Second Honeymoon

Alyce and I were married in 1970 and camped across the USA in a VW bug for two month on our honeymoon. You really get to know someone in a pup tent. Last July we decided to rekindle the flame and flew to Denver, CO., rented an economy car and headed for Boulder and took a scenic walk on Pearl Street. We did not camp, but should have. We stayed at a Rodeway Inn and I expected Anthony Perkins to peek in on me in the shower. Did you ever sleep with your jack knife open under your pillow and were afraid to turn over because you might slit your own throat?

Next day we drove through the Big Horn National Forest, Rocky Mountain National Park and Estes Park to Cheyenne, WY. This road has to be one of the best scenic highways in America, BUT, if you get wheezey driving on hilly, winding, narrow roads on the side of a mountain where the sign that says" Falling Rocks" means it, stay on the interstate. This is where I wished that I rented a hopped up Mustang, stick shift, convertible.

We landed in Cheyenne for 'Frontier Days', a carnival, old time parade (horse drawn wagons, old tractors, horses), rodeo, concert (Toby Keith and Eric Church) with a great mix of people: the cowgirl ih her tight jeans, high boots, tank top, funky sun glasses and the cowgirl hat; the cowboy in construction boots, jeans with a truck buckle, cut off flannel shirt and the cowboy hat; the 300 lb. tatoo sitting on his Harley with a leather vest, no shirt, his 'doorag' and a Coors; and finally the tourist with Reebok sneakers, Nike shorts, 'vacation shirt' and baseballl cap with his favorite pro-tean or college.

Headed for Yellowstone National Park and stopped in Cody for the night. You have to spend at least a half a day at the Buffalo Bill Museum to get a feeling what is was like to live in the 'wild west'. You need two days to drive through Yellowstone. We stayed in a cabin with a bathroom, very nice and cozy. As you drive through the park, bear, deer, buffalo, elk and coyote walk across the street and in the street and don't give a s--- that you're there.

As you drive from Yellowstone to Jackson Hole, you pass through the Grand Teton National Park. You need to take some of the cutoffs to get beside the waterfalls and enjoy the snow-covered mountains. I can't remember the nane of the hotel in Jackson Hole, but as we pulled in there were two bikers having a Coors, so when I got out of the car I said, "You started without me". They apologized and one of them ran in to their room and came out with two Coors for Alyce and I. I told them that Alyce only drinks hard liquor, so he yelled into the room to have his woman pour Alyce a 'tall Jack Daniels'. Everywhere we went the people were very friendly.

The ride from Jackson Hole to Laramie is 6 hrs at 80 mph with a constant change of landscape. Get Gas, because the next station is two days away. You can see what an exhausting trip it must have been to cross this area in a covered wagon. There are some places on the road where you see no life in a 360 circle, then one cow walks by. It is a short jump from Laramie to Denver and the Zoo, with a great collection of animals and infomation.

The second honeymoon was great, but it ended with the flight back to Bean Town.

Paul & Alyce McAuliffe