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Folks,
This is the fourth in a planned series of
newsletters about our 40th reunion. To read past newsletters, click here.
If, for some reason, you're unable to access the
link, send
and request a text-only copy.
If you received this newsletter via US
mail, it means that we don't have your email address. The stamp and
envelope together with the toil of countless employees at 62 Roughers
Plaza--all these are being wasted because you haven't visited the
Roughers62 web site and added your name to the roster. Click here
to do so now.
Suggestion Box on Rougher's
Web Site
We've received a few emails and letters expressing dissatisfaction
with how the scheduled events have been conducted at previous reunions.
For example, some feel that the questions asked at the last banquet were a little too personal in nature, and that asking people to
reveal their "greatest achievements," adds a competitive tone to
the occasion. We want everyone to feel comfortable, so we really need to hear from
you on this issue--now!
To sample such sentiment, I've set up a Suggestion Box
on the web site to allow you to sound off about what you liked and didn't
like about past reunions, and to make suggestions for improvements. All
submissions are anonymous, so feel free speak your mind--just try
to be constructive.
You can
access the Suggestion Box either through the main menu on the web site, or by clicking
here.
If you don't have access to the Internet, ask a friend to do it, or just
write us a letter.
Special Room Rate at Best Western
Based upon local
feedback, it appears that Best Western is the nicest place to stay (but
not necessarily the least expensive). It's new (opened last March), and
seems built to high standards. Its location near N. 32nd and the Shawnee
Bypass makes it close to the Muskogee Country Club where the scheduled festivities
occur. When I made my reservation there, I spoke to the manager. Using my
most unctuous manner, I persuaded her to give us the following discount
rates:
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Reservations must be made
before Sept 10th. You must use the following toll-free number: 866-239-2002.
This takes you to the Muskogee hotel, not corporate reservations.
Mention that you want the Class of '62 rate; if there are any problems,
ask for Marilyn Kates. (All this information is also posted on the web
site, under "Where to Stay in Muskogee.")
To test whether Best
Western could and would efficiently execute on this deal, I needed someone
of dubious character to check them out. Ralph (Michael) Wright eagerly
volunteered.
Here's what he wrote:
The folks at this West Bestern are
really pleasant to deal with-- took care
of me right away, exactly what I wanted, confirmation #, etc.
She DID say
that she was SURPRISED to have interest in the Class of
'62 rates so quickly, since they were just worked out ... I reminded
her of the existence of EMAIL. She laughed.
Weird, but it sounds like they
actually WANT our business!
Attendance Update
We now have email addresses for about 140 classmates--more than one quarter of the class. Our goal
of three-quarters of the entire
class of 442 now seems wildly optimistic, considering the number of deceased,
the unaccounted for, and
the number of people we're contacting by phone who don't have email
addresses. At this writing, ninety-two classmates have registered or expressed the
intention of doing so. If three-quarters of these bring their spouses or
SO's, we'll have 160 folks at the shindig. Personally, I think it's a slam
dunk.
Tick-tock, Tick-tock: Register
Now
By now the majority of you should know whether you're free to come on Sept 27th and
28th. If you've been shamelessly procrastinating, click here
now to register.
For those of you who still can't commit, it's far
better for us to overestimate attendance than to underestimate it. If you believe
there's a better than 50-50 chance that you'll be able to attend, we would appreciate your filling out the Registration form on the web.
Just note in the comments field that you're not certain whether you will
be able to attend; if possible try to indicate your current level of
certainty ( 75%, etc.). Then click the "I'll mail a check
later" button. In late summer (probably mid-August), we'll notify
everyone by newsletter of the drop-dead dates for payment--and you can
notify us of your final decision then. Right now, it appears that the
deadline for registration is going to be the first week in
September.
Spur of the Moment
Although we would like all the reservations to be in ahead of time so that
there's time to buy food and drink for everyone, don't let lack of registration
prevent you from coming on the spur of the moment. That's what I did for
the 30th, and I just paid at the door, and voila, rubber chicken and beer
magically materialized. Hell, even if you can't find two dimes to rub
together, come anyway--we'll find a way.
By the way: all you folks who have already
registered via the web promising to "Mail Check Later," don't
forget. (We know who you are and we know where you live.)
Saturday Activities
At present, the only daytime activity
scheduled on Saturday is golf; golfers go off in foursomes, starting at
8:30. If you want to get in on this, send email
immediately to reserve your spot. The first tee time is 8:30, and the cost
is $30 per person, including cart.
Remember, we have the facilities of the
Muskogee Country Club all to ourselves for the weekend, both for the
evening shin-digs and during the day for informal activities, so feel free
to rendezvous with friends there, or just hang out. The bar will be open,
too.
Sunday Activities
In the last Newsletter, I asked for a
volunteer to
organize a "Sunday
Extension for Late Arrivals" for the benefit of classmates won't be able to
attend the Friday portion of the reunion. Sally Cousins Elliot has
gracious answered the call. For those who didn't receive her email
invitation, here it is:
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An Sunday Invitation
to The Class of 1962
from
Sally Cousins Elliott
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Classmates,
In response to the request for Sunday
Activities in the last Reunion Newsletter, please join please
join my mother (Pooh) and me for a potluck garden brunch
at my brother Joel's house:
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Sunday, September 29, 10:00 a.m.
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2129 W.
Okmulgee (across from St. Paul's Church).
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Bring eats/drinks to share and
your swim suit/towel.
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Feel free to go and come during
the day as you participate in other activities.
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Best to park on the side street
and come in the garden gate.
For information, contact:
Sally
Cousins Elliot
2690 Sidewinder Dr.
Park City, UT 84060
c: 435.640.3759
h: 435.649.5712
Fax: 435 649-9948
email: infoue@utahescapades.com
or
Mildred
"Pooh" Cousins
1517 Hayes St.
Muskogee, OK 74403
918-682-4464
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Note that while the motivation for this
activity was for the benefit of late-arrivers, everyone is welcome. Sally
stresses the informality of this get-together--ladies, please, no
obsessing over fancy eats and drinks. Me? Since it's called a
"pot" luck, don't be surprised if I bring some....never mind.
Yearbook Photos on the
Roughers Web Site
Lost your yearbook? Forgot what everyone looked like? Forgot what you
looked like? Well the yearbook photos for the entire Senior Class of 1962,
are now on the Roughers web site. All four hundred and forty-two (442) of them.
Click here
to have a look. Since the last newsletter, I've tried to brighten up
some of the more dreary pictures. If you think yours needs this treatment,
let me know.
I retained my original, high-resolution
scans of the yearbook. If you'd like to have copies on a CD, contact
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I've still had a poor response to my call for current photos.
I've probably received only a dozen or so. I have to say that I'm
seriously disappointed. Starting next week, I'm going to start attaching
photos of my choosing to names. Just imagine the FBI's surprise
when they discover that Mohammed Atta, Ken Lay, and Martha Stewart are
coming to our reunion.
Thanks, Volunteers
Thanks to all who have
worked so hard at tracking down classmates: Ann Sloan Brown, Susan Clark,
Carolyn Ridenour Covey, Roland Harris, Steanson Parks, Alice Huitt
Preston. We owe a special thanks to Ms. Michael Huff (Class of '61), whose
tips about where to find folks are so uncanny that I've come to refer to
her as "007."
But we still need more help. To
keep the ball rolling, I need you to volunteer to phone five (5) people in
your area and obtain their email addresses and to confirm
their postal addresses.
Here's how it works:
- I'll send you the names of the "missing" classmate in ZIP or
area codes near yours.
- You choose five (or more, if you wish).
- I'll then provide you with the current
contact information we have, which usually includes telephone
numbers. Expect to look up a few names in the local phone book.
- You phone the person, get their email
address and verify their postal address.
- Afterward, you visit the Rougher's web
site and enter the contact information into the Roster Form.
Typically, out of five names, the existing postal addresses (and sometimes phone numbers) is accurate for three, one
will have disappeared without a trace, and one will not have email.
By the way, if you know someone outside
your area whom you wish to contact, please let me know. Since only a few
classmates live in California, I spend most of my time chasing down a few
of the people I was close to in high school and college. I've had great
success.
Reunion Anxieties redux
WOW! Did this topic ever hit a nerve!
Within a few days of emailing the last newsletter, I receive a rush of
emails on the topic, as well as some who registered because they saw
themselves in the classmate's opening letter. Because of this, I'm
repeating it here. FREE HUGS FOR EVERYONE!
As I correspond with classmates, a recurring theme arises: primal fears about coming to the reunion. Will anyone remember me? Will anyone care?
Will I remember anyone? What if I can't recognize my classmates? We've
changed a lot--what will we possibly have to talk about? In many cases, I
been touched by the depth of these feelings. Here's a good example, used
with the permission of the author:
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Dear Joe,
I can't tell you how happy and
pleased (as well as surprised) I was to receive your e-mail. I
must confess that I haven't attended any previous reunions. Your website and your
email describing your attendance at
the 30th reunion was so warm, welcoming, and evocative, that I will
seriously consider the possibility of coming. Unfortunately for a
variety of reasons (and not unlike some others I am sure) my social
skills as a teenager and young adult were not sufficient to develop
and sustain the kind of relationships that many people do at that point in their lives. So, I have a lot of
old insecurities to overcome before coming to a high school reunion.
I actually never thought I would consider it, but my wife wants to
come already, especially to the dinner and dance. If I can convince
myself that some people might actually remember me favorably, I
might well show up. However, I fear if we do come I may have
to actually admit to her that I really wasn't Prom King and captain
of a state championship football team.
I had great fun going through the roster and looking at the
pictures. Browsing through the rosters and pictures of people
who I knew during that fragile period of my life was very moving for
me. I remember many of them quite well and only wish I could
have made stronger connections with them at that point. In any case
I will take advantage of this opportunity to reconnect with old
friends and perhaps even try to connect with some people now that I
wish I had connected with earlier.
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So what is my story about the 30th reunion?
Well, here's the long version...
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I stumbled on
our 30th reunion by accident. I was visiting OKC (my wife's parents
still live there and my brother lives in Norman), when I bumped into
Mike Ivens somewhere on Thursday, who told me about the reunion that
very Friday and Saturday.
On a lark, my wife and I hopped into our
little airplane Saturday morning and flew to Muskogee,
landed at Hatbox, then took a cab to Honor Heights for the Saturday
picnic. I fully expected to return to OKC at about sundown.
Upon arrival, however, I rebonded instantly with
everyone--and knew at once that I had to stay for the dinner/dance.
My wife had inescapable plans for the next morning, so two classmates
and I hustled her into the plane and we flew her back to OKC.
About halfway into the return trip to
Muskogee, it occurred to me that I'd forgotten to bring a change of
clothes, that I hadn't signed up (or paid) for the shindig, and that
I had no place to stay. I didn't care. Bill Brown picked us up at
the airport, I bought a toothbrush, shaved and showered at Bill's apartment, then headed out for the night. I rode shotgun and played the
radio loudly.
W-h-a-t a blast! Despite my
current porcritude, I'm still a pretty fair dancer, so I had a
fabulous time with all the girls I danced with in high school! We
danced, ate rubber chicken, and shmoozed until we were
exhausted. It so happened that a bunch of the girls had
reserved adjacent rooms in a motel. At about midnight, a dozen or
so of us congregated there, wandering from room to room while
acting, well, silly--till about 4am.
At this point, it dawned on me that I
didn't have a place to sleep for the night, and that I couldn't fly back even if I
wanted because I had been drinking. Mike Ivens was without a place
to stay, too, so with very little discussion, he and I did what he
had done innumerable times in high school: we broke into his
brother Raymond's house (he was away for the weekend) and crashed
there for the night, or what remained of it.
The next morning I dragged myself back
to the motel and had breakfast with about 20 others. At about one
o'clock, after hugs and not a few tears, the wheels on my little Grumman Tiger
broke ground, leaving behind me twenty-four hours of sweet
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In short, I can
imagine few events that would keep me from the 40th. Sure, I plan to have
as much fun as at the 30th. But there's a sober motivation, too. This
will probably be the last successful decadal reunion, as our number is
gradually reduced by the grim actuarials of life. Or, as Shakespeare
wrote in a very different context:
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips
and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass comes.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks
But bears it out even unto the edge of doom.
Odds 'n Ends
- Alert! Wrong Dates
Published Apparently I mistyped the dates for the
reunion on one page of the web site. My apologies for any confusion.
The correct dates are Friday and Saturday, Sept 27 and 28.
- Eddie Jeffries
passed away recently. He was the best teacher I ever had--from grade
school through college. I remember him walking around the classroom,
ruler in hand. At random times he would whack his ruler loudly
on a desk. This was the signal for the entire class to shout in
unison, F=MA! Many years later I borrowed his pedagogical
technique when I taught electronics at a local college. When I slapped
my ruler down, the class shouted, E=IR! Rest in Peace, Jeff.
- Bounced emails Email
send to the people listed below have bounced. Would you please click
to send an email so we can get your correct address.
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Admire, Joe |
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Chenault, Lenora |
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Haught,
Linda |
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Hamlin, Paul |
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Barthel, Janice |
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Nicholson, Jerry |
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- Deceased Classmates
The response to the listing of deceased classmates was very positive. If you have any contributions to this list,
please send them along, and, of course, if there are any errors on the
list, immediately.
- Classmates.com Sand-baggers
As I mentioned in previous
newsletters, we've been try to shake people out of the
Classmates.com web site. Of the 90 some-odd classmates registered there,
22 have still not responded. I give up.
Best,
Joe Campbell (for the Reunion Committee)
Berkeley, CA
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