I’m on Facebook. Search for Gus Highlander; the one with the Clan 1963 picture, or I might be Belushi with pencils in his nose, or Arte Johnson's dirty old man, or W.C. Fields. Add me as a friend, if you wish. I know my transparent approach is odd, but please humor me…as I am experimenting with online things for possible uses elsewhere.
Ex-Highlander recollections and stories from the following classes: 1961 – 1962 – 1963 – 1964 – 1965, would interest me most.
I’m also interested in hearing from folks from the Handley High School classes who might be able to tell some stories of earlier times in the area.
The Clan cover pictures in this posting are the first 6 Clans issued.
Sept. 2011, a little more: I’ve been described as a maverick, someone who marches to a different drummer…and I wouldn’t dispute that description. My favorite ancestor was a frontiersman who served in a company of frontiersman during the American Revolution.
After the Revolution, he continued to move westward to the edge of the frontier, explaining to his grandsons that when he was able to see smoke from a neighbor’s fire, the neighborhood had become too crowded for him. Three of his grandsons wrote down a lot about the old gentleman when they themselves were old men during the 1890s. I’m reasonably certain that I carry a fair concentration of his genes.
He was a 3rd great-grandfather; the first of 5-generations to serve this country in a war...the 5th and last one in that line was me.
And if that's not enough, here's some more and/or more still.
Adios
2 comments:
get a grip -- STORIES????? most of us can't remember what we had for lunch!
I solved that problem by having the same lunch most days. No problem recalling what I had yesterday, but even more useful is that I don't have to risk frustration deciding what I'll have tomorrow!
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