TODAY'S NEWS - QUICKIES THAT CHANGE OFTEN

"I WILL NOT FOLLOW WHERE THE PATH MAY LEAD, BUT I WILL GO WHERE THERE IS NO PATH, AND I WILL LEAVE A TRAIL." Muriel Strode -KHS65 class motto.
"The good old days....when we weren't good and we weren't old" Barbara Schwarz Moss 2010
SEE WWW.KHS65.COM FOR 169 PIX FROM OUR 45TH REUNION - CLICK THE SMALL PHOTO FOR LARGER VERSION. See lots of NEW grade school pix!
CHECK THE LABELS, GO TO KIRKWOOD HISTORY ARTICLES & CLICK THE POST ABOUT FRANCIS SCHEIDEGGER'S PIX FOR A GLIMPSE OF A PLACE I BET EVERYONE REMEMBERS - and much more!


We seem to all be suffering a common problem these days, WHERE DID OUR LIVES GO? Our brains seem to still be 18, but our bodies are talking a different language. Sarah Orne Jewett puts it much more eloquently than do I:

“Neither of my companions was troubled by her burden of years. I hoped in my heart that I might be like them as I lived on into age, and then smiled to think that I too was no longer very young. So we always keep the same hearts, though our outer framework fails and shows the touch of time.”

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Monday, June 18, 2018

FATHER'S DAY TRIBUTE FROM A KHS65 SON

Our KHS65 Poet Laureate Alan Yount (The Count of 1960s Band fame) has once again been honored by Jerry Jazz Musician website with a front page poem for Father's Day.  I think you'll enjoy it, even if you're not a father!  Way to go once again Alan!!!  And Happy post Father's Day to you, and many more!

photo by John Cobb and Morgan Naies


SITTING  ON  TOP  OF  MY  DAD’S  TOMBSTONE
                   For My Dad, Thomas Yount


sitting on the top of my dad’s tombstone
          … in sedalia, missouri,
I was thinking
          of how much
we practiced
         our horns together.
you played clarinet
          and I was on the cornet.
It seemed forever
          we practiced:
all through grade school and junior high,
          you played so great.
I never thought
          that I would ever catch up to you.
but your playing,
         taught me your desire, to play better.
sitting there,
         on top of his tombstone:
I played a few notes, on the cornet
          of the song “back again.”
and I was thinking of
          and hearing
a great jazz legacy
          passed on
from my father
          to his only son. 

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