James Farmer is a Poly graduate, about 3-4 years older than us who has known Kendall a long time. His dad coached the Baptist Church baseball team on which Kendall found his first athletic success and stardom. The conversation that follows is a good example of some exchanges that can occur occasionally in Facebook and result in a good information transfer. James taught school in Ft. Worth for 40-years, some of them with Kendall in the early years. His recollections actually start just after we left EH for the next chapter...they stayed in Ft. Worth.
Another eccentric, colorful, talented, intelligent person I've been blessed to have as a friend for almost six decades is Kendall McCook. Kendall is a teacher, writer, poet, activist, and great friend. Our adventures over the years are things of legend and mythology. He continues to write and do poetry readings. He was a big inspiration for me as a writer when we were young men. I appreciate his big heart and passion for life and learning.
- James Farmer Wow! Great photo, Gus. Really about the most realistic and good quality of Kendall I've seen in years. No doubt, Kendall has that "character" look about him. If I could use fictional characters and slip the story in as fiction, I'd write a book about our adventures together over the years. It is not to be believed anyhow. Maybe if I live long enough I'll do that.
He'll be a key player in an upcoming blog piece I’ve tentatively entitled, “The He-Man Woman Haters Club” telling of our early trek into the mysteries of finding high school romance. I don’t think it worked out well for anyone and it ended up killing one of us—almost 30-years later. Such were the tribulations of trying to get our young wheels securely on the track.
His brother, Danny, was a great early contributor to the blog and forwarded me this 2009 Kendall piece about his EH friends. The quality of his writing blew me away as I hadn’t recalled him having exceptional skills in that area from my EH days with him. You may have already read this one…I’d like to have more from him for the blog. Kick him in the tail for me and see if you can help work that out. I’m sure his recollections combined with his writing skill would be priceless.
It apparently took the sponsorship of one of them who found you a worthy friend to achieve an introduction and ultimately an acceptance into their circle. Kendall brought you in while another guy brought me in. I’m sure it was an ad hoc situation. The group changed over the time I knew them and apparently settled into its final or mature form you recall and Kendall writes about. Clearly, the original spark plugs of that group were those you knew and who remained tightly bound for much of their lives.
I think retirements from the crew were precipitated by 3 things: pairing off with a girlfriend; pursuing football interests rather than basketball (Larmer, Dillard, McCook were varsity basketball players); and finally, going away to school after EH. Most of those guys were together as early as the 6th and 7th grades; a couple of them, Tate and Larmer, went all the way back to 1st grade.