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CALENDAR OF
EVENTS
If you
know of any event that the class would be
interested in please let us know.
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YEAR 2008 |
Tuesday, June 24, 2008 at 7:00 PM
Tuesday, July 22, 2008 at 7:00 PM |
1st Planning Session for 2009 reunion to be held at
George & Joe Love Nelson's,
3804 64th Drive,
Lubbock, TX 79413,
806-795-0255
2nd
Planning Session for 2009 reunion to be held at John
Bacon's 3311 23rd Street
Lubbock, TX 79410
806-795-2662
whq@iadfw.net |
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YEAR 2009 |
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Friday, May 1, 2009 and
Saturday, May 2, 2009
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55TH LHS CLASS of 1954 REUNION--2009
Watch for Future Details
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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 fortieth 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 as they've set the date;
Our fiftieth 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 old 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; I'm ready to party,
I'll dance until dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; and I hope at least one
Other person can make it that night.
Author Unknown
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Grade School
& Junior High Pictures
(Need help with
names)
Hi-D-Ho, Coach Pattison
& '30 - '40's Lubbock Photos
50th
Reunion Attendees
50th Reunion Pictures
Dark Suckers
R G Box's Hilariously
Funny Theory!
1999 Class
Reunion
This is a large file
and
takes some time to load
Dan Shipman's 50's - 80's
Music
Mary Ann Munn's
Old Time Radio Shows
Go Ahead,
Make My Day!
Web Reference
Information on the Web
Old Classmate?
Have you been guilty of looking at others your own age and
thinking...surely I
cannot look that old? You may enjoy this short story, which could be
true....
While waiting for my first appointment in the reception room of a new
dentist, I noticed his certificate, which bore his full name.
Suddenly, I remembered that a tall, handsome boy with the same name had
been in my high school class some 50 years ago.
Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This
balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to
have been my classmate.
After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended LHS. "Yes," he replied. "When did you graduate?"
I asked.
He answered, "In 1954. Why?" "You were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely and then asked, "What did you teach?"
Courtesy
of Nancy Abbott Loveless
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