Tuesday, August 18, 2015

A 50-year journey: Woodlawn to now

      My old friends -- and we are old, no longer middle-age -- will be getting together Friday and Saturday in Shreveport for the Woodlawn High School Class of 1965 50-year reunion.
      I loved all those '60s classes at WHS, but this is my favorite class, of course. It's my class.
      The past two years, as the classes of '63 and '64 held their 50-year reunions and invited members of other classes, I wrote blog pieces about those days at Woodlawn (see links below). 
      In short, we loved that place and those days -- it was a special time -- but Woodlawn isn't the same, hasn't been for decades, and neither are we.
      Because I am cutting back on attending reunions -- I did not make the previous two -- and sports banquets, this is the last reunion piece I'm planning for a long while.
      Unfortunately, there are more and more memorial services and funerals to attend these days. As my wife pointed out last week, what we have to look forward to is aging and dying.
      Can't do much about the aging process, except handle it mentally and try to do the right things to stay well physically. But when people suggest that I haven't changed much in 50 years, here is my answer: bull (shortened version).
       All I have to do is look in the mirror. As for attitude and approach to life, I've also changed quite a bit. It's not just only a sports-minded world anymore; my social and political views are expanded and probably not what the great majority of my classmates want to hear.
       So it is a long way from Sunset Acres, Oak Terrace and the new school on Wyngate Drive in the Sherwood Park neighborhood ... and the Knights of old.
       But it's sweet memories, and good friends -- some of them for 55-60 years, about 10 that I went to school with from fifth grade through college graduation -- and that's what the reunion is about.   

The headline under this photo in the front section of the 1965 Woodlawn
Accolade read: "Two Knights Win All-State Honors" and the cutline
detailed Ken Liberto and Trey Prather's athletic careers. Three years, and
nine or 10 letters for both -- and the manager-statistician who tagged along.
       The Class of '65 is -- for those of us whose '60s world revolved around athletics -- the class of Ken Liberto and Trey Prather. As long as I live, and my mind is well, I will think of those guys. 
       They left us too soon -- Trey, much too soon, less than three years after graduation -- but as we come to this reunion, from a class of 581, we look at the "in memoriam" list, and count at least 101 names, and there are 40-plus on the "missing" (no contact info) list.
       And that's not even counting faculty members. When I think of Woodlawn reunions, the person I most remember is J.W. "Bubba" Cook, assistant principal in the '60s and then principal through the '70s and '80s. He made all the WHS reunions, although I'm not sure how it went when they conflicted with LSU football. Looking at the pictures of our 2010 reunion, there he was ... wearing a Woodlawn blue shirt.
       Among those we lost -- and I don't mean to slight anyone -- in the past year and a half was Tommy Watson, a friendly, tall, lean guy who started at center for our (woeful) basketball team in our senior year, and just a few months ago Pamela Parker (I was her nemesis in our sixth-grade year). She became a college English professor (Dr. Parker), and I probably could have learned some Southern Literature from her.

       We have too many graduates whose spouses have passed away. That's sorrowful, and a recent one really hurt. Billy Laird (Class of '62), WHS' first quarterback/hero and friend for many of us, died in June; just after the '65 graduation, he married our class' Brenda Boyette (Sunset Acres, cheerleader, homecoming queen, yearbook "beauty").
       What's neat is that many of the all-Woodlawn marriages survived the long years; first true loves do last. Some didn't, but at least they gave it a shot.
       I know how I feel; I think other do, too: grateful to still be here after 50 years. We know people with cancer, heart problems, strokes, Parkinson's ... and we are rooting and praying for healing and comfort.
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       I mention Watson because he laughingly reminded me at our 2010 reunion about something I wrote in a Shreveport Journal sports-page column before our 1985 (20-year) reunion: "We knew Terry Bradshaw when he was a second-string quarterback who sometimes struggled in B-team games."
       Yes, we did. What happened to that Bradshaw kid anyway?
       (In fact, one of the people in our class was Gary Bradshaw, Terry's older brother by a year, and -- like me -- a team manager in football. We also were at Louisiana Tech -- Gary as a trainer, me as a student sports information assistant.)
       In that 1985 column, I named many of the senior athletes and "I'm proud to say they're my friends and my heroes." I still feel that way.
       Beginning with my two years at Sunset Acres Elementary, we all picked up new friends with each step -- junior high, high school and college. I've said it several times, I thank those kids for accepting me and making me feel at home. We had been in the U.S. only 1 1/2 years when we moved to Sunset Acres.
       When I think of the Woodlawn days, I mostly think of the fun we had, the pride we had in that school, strong administrators, teachers that we (mostly) respected and liked, a five-man coaching staff that was outstanding (and people I was honored to come to know as friends), intense and exciting football seasons. Loved the cheerleaders, the pep squad, the pep rallies, the band (I can sing the fight song and alma mater, and it'd be nice hear The Stripper again), and the colors scarlet and royal blue.
       One lasting memory is how many truly smart people we had in our class, in our school. I was smart, if you wanted to know about World Series, NBA and NFL champions or Mickey Mantle's batting averages in 1956 and '57, and important stuff like that.
       Another memory: Woodlawn is where my newspaper/writing career began, with the Herald (school paper) and Accolade (yearbook). Always thankful for that path.
       The world isn't quite the same, as we're not. Much pride as I had in Woodlawn, it doesn't compare to the pride I have in Beatrice, our kids and our grandkids. My classmates must feel that way about their families.
        But Woodlawn, yeah, those were beautiful days. It was the place of our dreams, soon to turn to life's realities. The seniors of '65 are now senior citizens of 68 -- and we've tried to be good citizens. We have that school and especially those people in our hearts forever and ever.
      http://nvanthyn.blogspot.com/2014/10/its-only-been-50-years-but-memories.html
       http://nvanthyn.blogspot.com/2013/03/in-1960s-woodlawn-was-our-camelot.html
         (Thanks to Beverly and Mike Harlan for providing the scanned photo of Ken and Trey.)



27 comments:

  1. From Maxie Hays: Awesome. Those are the same feelings that I have about the wonderful students of Oakdale High School from 1954 to '59. Loved your blog.

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  2. From Marycup Clark Harrison: You have brought memories tucked way back in the recesses of our brains. Thank you.

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  3. From Roy Fletcher: A special place in my heart for Trey. Never knew him but I just can't forget him.

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  4. From Jim Shaw: Again, I feel like I went to school at Woodlawn. In fact, I went to Fort Worth Paschal -- a school heralded even today for its academics but back in the day, well-known for its sports teams. ... If had your mind and writing skills, I would try to touch the hearts of old Paschal Panthers. Alas, I cannot.

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    1. Mr. Shaw, a Fort Worth criminal attorney long past his days as a hurdler at Louisiana Tech, takes on defense in the toughest cases -- and does a wonderful job for his clients. And we wish him all the best in his recovery from a recent serious surgery.

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  5. From Judy Carolyn Taylor: Such wonderful memories for an under classmate of '67 [at Woodlawn].

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  6. From Lonnie Dunn: Loved this blog. I have beautiful memories of the Class of 1965.

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  7. From Fraya Saucier: We shall not forget.

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  8. From Debbie Brooks May: I have loved this pic [of Ken and Trey] since I was 13 years old.

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  9. From Rita Woodruff Wynn: Thanks. Love reading about our class, our Woodlawn!

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  10. From Peggy Eberhardt Russell: Thanks for the wonderful article. I loved it just as much as I loved Woodlawn.

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  11. From Betty Jennings: Thank you. My Mom once said looking in the mirror was the way she knew she was getting old but inside she was the same. The house we live in wears out.

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  12. From Connie Walker Hughes: That was a good article and I didn't even go to Woodlawn.

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  13. From Roger S. Braniff Sr.: Well done and said, my 'old' friend. I myself and so many still today, and will always, carry that WHS pride ... none other like it. I had the pleasure in the '66 graduating class of sitting next to the guy with the Big "B" name; now each Sunday in church I sit within an arm's length of his mother!

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  14. From Becky Cook Mason: Thank you. Daddy [Mr. Cook] loved and planned around the WHS reunions. His date was always Coach [Lowell] Morrison. I miss them both so much, but they will be there in spirit.

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  15. From Cookie (Hollowell) Agan: Thank you. You have been a part of my school memories since 7th grade at Oak Terrace and most of my forever friendships began in 3rd grade at Summer Grove Elementary. A long journey that will always remain in my heart.

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  16. From Beverly Ann Tozier Harlan: Wonderful! I share so many of those memories with you and our classmates.

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  17. From Brenda (Boyette) Laird: I loved our Knights; what wonderful times we had. Please tell everyone at the reunion that I would love to see them all, but I just can't do it this year. Billy was my best friend and the love of my life and I know things will be OK, [but] I'm not ready yet. Loved my Woodlawn class. Enjoy this; I will be thinking of you all.

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    1. From Barbara Shaw Clark: Brenda, I will be thinking of you and miss seeing you, but I certainly understand why you aren't ready yet. Just know you will be missed by many. Hugs, dear lady.

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  18. From Sherryl Herrington Moffett: I'm a '72 graduate and still proud of my Woodlawn, Oak Terrace and Sunset Acres history. Who knew when we were in 4th, 8th and 12th grade that we would still celebrate our lives together throughout the years. Your article is on the mark. We all have a bond that can't be broken. Hail alma mater, Knights so true!

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  19. From Cynthia Baswell: I just have to tell you, my heart and eyes cried a bucket. Longing for those awesome days at Woodlawn, '69-71 for me, but I was well into Woodlawn in my junior high days. Everything you mentioned tugged at my heart. ... I read it all to Ed over lunch and he was crying with me, and then we relived a lot of moments back in the day when you wrote for the Journal and played softball ...

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  20. From Tom Larance: It does not seem possible that it was 1964 when I started teaching at WHS -- way out across the parking lot in T-7. I still laugh about a certain redhead who made his mother drive him to school so she could see his English teacher. I think he had ulterior motives, but his mother told him that I was young enough to be her son. LOL. Then there was Bill Smith slamming my hand in the metal door to the classroom one morning. But the funniest happening was when Tommy Spinks was throwing a snowball at me on a rare snow day and I ducked, causing the snowball to hit Margetta Stoddard. WHS was definitely the home of the Knights.

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  21. From David Worthington: Great piece. Please have a great, great time at your 50-year reunion, cherishing the memories, re-telling the stories of some great years you experienced there, and truly valuing all the relationships you established
    with fellow students and faculty. Please pass along my congratulations to all you Knights who are still standing and my condolences in memory of those who have gone before. God bless you from an older Fair Parker.

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  22. From Jay Cheatham: I love reading your blogs on our time as high schoolers. It was such a bubble and idyllic.

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  23. From David Wilkins: Words can't express how your blog brings back memories of Bertz (Ken), Watts (Tommy), and other guys I came to know after I came to Tech. Thanks. You really put it all in perspective.

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  24. From Jimmy Russell: I enjoyed this. I could say the same about my high school years at Minden. Times ain’t like they used to be. We grew up in simple times for us.

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  25. From Mary Greer Norquist: I always think of you so fondly. I remember your first day at Sunset Acres ... you were in my class. I love that you continue to write so eloquently about the WHS days. I've been away for so long and out of touch with most of our classmates but every time I read your comments about WHS, all the memories come flooding back. Thank you for being our class historian.

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