LHS Chorus, 1959 . . . sent by Freeda.

Another picture of an LHS Chorus concert given in 1959. Naomi Armstrong is directing and Hugh Whitt is playing the piano.

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Freeda sent two of the Louisa High School Chorus . . . with Naomi Armstrong directing.

One more of the Senior Trip.

Here are three more posts from Freeda. This is one more of the Senior Trip.

Greaduation Night, 1961

Here's a group of girls surrounding Mrs. Lackey in her classroom. Obviously it's graduation night.

Sleepy crew on the bus, 1961.

Here's another shot Freeda sent taken on the bus during the senior trip.

On the Senior Trip 1961

I know it's been a while, but I had decided more folks were going to Facebook than this blog. On the off chance that we'll still find a use for this, I'm adding some pictures that our classmate Freeda Davis sent to us.

Freeda, Joe, and Byron

I've talked with Freeda Blair Davis, Joe Hammon's wife, Joyce, and Byron Thompson by telephone.  I've left messages for Jessie Anne Thompson Coffey, Darrel Bays,Wanda Sue Lyon Keener, and Ruth Thornsbury Whitt by telephone.  I've already connected by email with Freeda.  Hopefully the rest will get back soon.

Two folks that seem to have moved away from their old email addresses and REAL addresses are Willis Ray Wheeler and Billy Short.  If ANYBODY has a clue about where they might be, let me know.

Janith SUE, and Barbara and Larry . . .

I've heard from SUE Moore (Janith Sue Rowe) and Barbara York & Larry Artrip.  Herbie Rice sent me a working list from the 40th Reunion and John Wright sent me the actual text from the phamplet published for it.  So, it comes, tho slowly.  On the other hand, we've got more than a year to get there.

Bobby Stansbury and Nancy Karen Moore Albright

I just got emails from Nancy Karen Moore Albright and Bobby Stansbury.  Nancy's still in Alexandria, Virginia, and Bobby is not too far away in Lexington.  Sooooo glad every time I hear from another person.  Those of you who are reading and not commenting, I wish you WOULD . . . and/or I hope you add yourselves to our Facebook Group just as soon as I have you email and invite you.  Just heard that BOTH Nancy Pattons are gone (Nancy Beth Patton Lemaster AND Nancy Karen Patton Shortridge).  

Sam Lyon sent me a poem.  I'd say it was about right, except we haven't managed every 10 years.

THE CLASS REUNION
 

Every ten years, as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
A reunion is planned; it'll be really grand;
Make plans to attend without fail.

I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.

It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined, and we dined, and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.

The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.

The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no longer do kicks.

No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who's always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.

The boy we'd decreed 'most apt to succeed'
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted 'least' now was a priest;
Just shows you can be wrong now and then.

They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.
 

They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short, or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs..

At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we'd all gone to pot.

It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw, and beans..
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.

By the fiftieth year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.

And now I can't wait; they've set the date;
Our 65th is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.

Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, and my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.

I'm feeling quite hearty, and I'm ready to party
I'm gonna dance 'til dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; But I just hope that there's one
Other person who can make it that night.
 

            Author Unknown

We're on FACEBOOK!

Just added a group to Facebook.  The group's title is Louisa High School 61.  I'll have to invite you in however.  So if you want to be invited you need to email me at vickisoo@mac.com OR comment somewhere below.  Either way, I need to know your email.  Thanks!

More folks.

I just talked with John Wright (New Jersey) and Sam Lyon, and Cheryl Pauley Henderson by email.  It's coming, it's coming.  I think there are enough of us in Kentucky--and this is retirement year (66 years old) for most--that we probably need to plan our timing around those that are far away.  Herbie, John, Dickie, Karen, etc.  Sam said there's another venue in Louisa other than than the same-o same-o . . . at the new Methodist Church on the hill.  Sounds like a possibility.

Herbie, LInda B., and Karen Rose

I've heard from Herbie Rice-- who's still at NASA--, Linda Bradley Boggs, who's in Louisa (on the Huntington Circle on Facebook), and Karen Rose Chapman--in Florida. Thank goodness I finally thought to look at Facebook. I had been going through Classmates.com and getting nowhere (except for Dickie).  

I'm so tickled to get a reply from Dickie Damron.  He's in Philadelphia and working for Boeing. I'm terrifically impatient and shouldn't have expected to hear back from ANYONE yet, so it's wonderful to get his reply.

I haven't gotten all my emails out, yet, so some of you haven't heard from me because of that.  But I only have a handful of addresses, so I need help telling others.

FIFTY YEARS! SOON!

2011 will mark the 50th anniversary of the LHS Class of 1961.  I think it's about time we begin the task of planning the party, don't you?  

The FIRST thing we need to do is start putting together a mailing list -- which will require help from all of you.  See the comment box at the bottom of this post?  That's where you can add comments or information . . . OR, if you're shy, email me at vickisoo@mac.com.

I have SOME of your email addresses/mailing addresses and am 

  hoping  the first of you who get the message about this blog will 

  share with others . . . and that we'll eventually get them all.  I 

  especially want somebody to tell Clyde Adkins in Louisa about 

  this AND ditto Sammy Dick Lyon--wherever he is now--

  (Huntington??, Louisa???).

The SECOND thing we need to do is determine the date we'd like to have our reunion. 

Several other classes have scheduled their own reunions to coincide with the big, grand, everybody-who-ever-went-to-Louisa High School Reunion (as opposed to Lawrence County High School) which always occurs on a "middle" Saturday in June.  This year it was on June 13th.  

You needn't get your feelings hurt if you have never gotten an invitation to the everybody-who-ever-went-to-Louisa High School event because it's always been up to YOU to get your name on the mailing list.  The committee that runs it is a hardworking group and I'm including their names and telephone numbers TO THE UPPER RIGHT--just in case you'd like to let them know you want to be added to the list.  Unfortunately, they aren't communicating by the internet YET (as far as I know), so it's going to require a little effort on your part to be included.  THIS everybody-who-ever-went-to-Louisa High School IS NOT THE CLASS OF '61 REUNION.  Promise me you won't get confused.  

The Class of '61 Reunion is it's own thing and we can start here and see where it goes.

In case you're wondering who I am . . . I used to be Vicki Sue Cheek.