Now that summer is just about over, and school has started, it seems appropriate to highlight some of the events that concern some of our class members.
About a dozen years, the activities director at BHS began a Hall of Fame to recognize some of the outstanding athletes, coaches, and other contributors that have played a prominent role in the history of BHS athletics. Each May since then, a committee of former BHS students has convened and selected those individuals worthy of selection. Those results will then be announced about a week prior to their induction, which is generally the first home football game of the following season. Our talented class is fortunate to have had three athletes selected: Lee Colburn, Jim Kortan, and Tom Osterberg.. When the names of this year's inductees will be released, an entire blog post will be devoted their achievements.
Some of the people on that committee asked me to do some research on some of the nominees. Since the Public Library has copies of old Registers on microfilm, it was a fairly easy and enjoyable task. While searching for information on those athletes, I also found some information pertaining to the parents and even grandparents of some of our classmates. That information, too, will be posted on a later blog entry.
Meanwhile, this summer has some pleasant surprises. Bob Adams of the class of 1968 made a number of forays into Brookings. He frequently visits with some of the locals, such as Mike McClemans and Steve Hayes. We make the obligatory dining excursions at Nick's and Pizza King. He often brings his bicycle along, so he and I can go for nice rides around the area. In late June, we met up with Jim Duffey, also of his class. Jim's father is still going strong in his 90's, and Jim comes back perhaps once a month to keep tabs on him. We met at Nick's one noon for a couple of hours to reminiscence. Joining us were Steve Hayes and Craig Steen. We swapped some great stories about growing up in Brookings in the 50's and 60's.
On one of Bob's visits, we checked out the Brookings County Historical Museum in Volga. What a great way to spend an afternoon. On the grounds there is one of the first schoolhouses in the county. It was built around 1885, and finally closed down about 80 years later in 1965. Some of our classmates may have very well attended that school in the 50's and 60's. Some other trivia will be posted on a later blog.
In early July, Stan Skubic and his daughter were in town for a few days to help his parents celebrate their wedding anniversary. It may be their 71st, if memory has not failed me. Jim Kohler and his wife Mary hosted Stan, his daughter, and a few other classmates for a lovely dinner in their honor.
Also in July, I happened to be in the SDSU library and ran into Patty Vick. She indicated that her mother was having some difficulties, and that she would be unable to attend the dinner at the Kohler's. We all hope and pray that Patty's mother is doing better.
In August, John MaComb was pictured on the front page of the Register. He and another gentleman were shown repairing broken wheelchairs. Had I been using my brain, I would have copied that picture and posted it here. However, my absent-mindedness was showing, and I failed to copy his picture.
Did anyone make a trip to see the total solar eclipse, or were you already in its path?
Monday, August 21, 2017
Sunday, May 28, 2017
It's Not Quite Livestreaming, But it is BHS Basketball from 1968-69
Did you ever wonder if films still exist of that great bunch of basketball players in the Class of '69? You will recall that those players won the ESD Conference two years in a row, 1968 and 1969. Runners-up at the Class A state tournament in 1969, they won it all as state champions in 1968. Good times! Four of those players ended up in the BHS Athletic Hall of Fame in recent years.
Due to the diligence of the great Johnny I, this blog's owner and caretaker, some of those 16mm films were rescued several years ago, just seconds before becoming dumpster debris. (Thank you, John!) John even took on the task of getting those films digitized and onto DVDs for the viewing pleasure of team members and coaches.
Now you, interested members of the Class of '69 and anyone else, can check out those same film segments on YouTube. Several weeks ago, John suggested that I publish those videos, four in all, on YouTube. If others could publish cat cuties and baby burps, I could certainly learn to publish basketball game footage, right? After all, YouTube wants people like you and me to contribute content for free, so that YouTube (and its parent, Google) can rake in the dollars on advertising. More videos, more viewers. It's all about capturing eyeballs, folks. So the publishing process is indeed smooth and understandable.
Some things to remember:
1) The process of converting 16mm film to a digital format introduces a slow-motion effect in the resulting videos. Perhaps now, a half century later, we old-codger guys would move at the speed of the videos, but back then, we were fast up and down the floor, and quick underneath the baskets. Remember us as the young bucks --uh, Bobcats-- that we were then.
2) 16mm film was expensive. The cameraman was instructed to film only action on offense and defense; very few free throws are shown, for example. If you are conditioned to expect today's livestreaming of athletic events, end-to-end with no interruptions, these videos will look disjointed.
3) 16mm film was expensive. (Is there an echo in here?) Color film was most expensive of all, so black-and-white film served to record athletic events.
4) The first three videos have 10-second gaps (approximately) between the segments. John Iverson included an excellent 1960's soundtrack on the DVD, but copyright laws being what they are, these YouTube videos have no sound associated with them.
5) All four videos are home games. As is still done to this day in Jostad Gym, the recording camera faced south, toward the student body seating section.
Look for classmates ... try to find yourself.
"Trying to find yourself" ... was probably what you were doing half a century ago, too!
Select a clip ... make it full screen, maybe ... and enjoy.
Due to the diligence of the great Johnny I, this blog's owner and caretaker, some of those 16mm films were rescued several years ago, just seconds before becoming dumpster debris. (Thank you, John!) John even took on the task of getting those films digitized and onto DVDs for the viewing pleasure of team members and coaches.
Now you, interested members of the Class of '69 and anyone else, can check out those same film segments on YouTube. Several weeks ago, John suggested that I publish those videos, four in all, on YouTube. If others could publish cat cuties and baby burps, I could certainly learn to publish basketball game footage, right? After all, YouTube wants people like you and me to contribute content for free, so that YouTube (and its parent, Google) can rake in the dollars on advertising. More videos, more viewers. It's all about capturing eyeballs, folks. So the publishing process is indeed smooth and understandable.
Some things to remember:
1) The process of converting 16mm film to a digital format introduces a slow-motion effect in the resulting videos. Perhaps now, a half century later, we old-codger guys would move at the speed of the videos, but back then, we were fast up and down the floor, and quick underneath the baskets. Remember us as the young bucks --uh, Bobcats-- that we were then.
2) 16mm film was expensive. The cameraman was instructed to film only action on offense and defense; very few free throws are shown, for example. If you are conditioned to expect today's livestreaming of athletic events, end-to-end with no interruptions, these videos will look disjointed.
3) 16mm film was expensive. (Is there an echo in here?) Color film was most expensive of all, so black-and-white film served to record athletic events.
4) The first three videos have 10-second gaps (approximately) between the segments. John Iverson included an excellent 1960's soundtrack on the DVD, but copyright laws being what they are, these YouTube videos have no sound associated with them.
5) All four videos are home games. As is still done to this day in Jostad Gym, the recording camera faced south, toward the student body seating section.
Look for classmates ... try to find yourself.
"Trying to find yourself" ... was probably what you were doing half a century ago, too!
Select a clip ... make it full screen, maybe ... and enjoy.
Monday, May 1, 2017
Revisiting The Nature Park
Last summer, one phase of our reunion activities was held at the Nature Park south of Brookings. While there, a man was fly-fishing for trout at one of the nearby ponds. Obviously, there were trout to be caught. Catching trout is somewhat of a rarity in this part of the state. Most natural waters get too warm for them to survive for any length of time. However, last week some of us ventured out to those same ponds, and found at that there were trout galore. We were catching them like we used to catch bullheads at some of the local fishing spots. Most of them were thrown back, but a few of the larger ones we kept for some rather nice culinary delights later in the week. A number of local schoolboys also plied their angling skills, catching them even faster than we did. Will continue to visit these local waters to see how long this extravaganza will last.
She Experienced A Century Of History
Another of our esteemed elders passed away recently. The mother mother of Karen (Thysell) Borsay passed to her eternal reward on April 11, 2017, at the age of 101. What seems amazing is the history that she experienced during her lifetime, and the accompanying changes that occurred during that span. Her marriage of 62 years is also a tribute to her faith and belief in the sanctity of marriage. Not only is she survived by her children Anne, Karen, and Joseph, but she is also survived by her twin sister. Her husband, who passed away in 2009, was, I believe, an entomologist at the Insect Lab just north of Brookings. While never working directly with him, I became somewhat acquainted with him while working there during college. It seems that Alan Leibel's brother Jay worked rather closely with Dr. Thysell, if memory serves correctly. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Karen and her family at this time. 
Monday, March 27, 2017
March Madness and Sadness
This computer may have seen better days. Thus, the few postings lately.
Basketball seems to be a popular topic at this time of year. The Bobcats boys team was ranked #2 heading into the State "AA" tournament. They had a stellar season, winning the conference championship. In the tournament, however, they lost their first game in overtime to Aberdeen Central, 56-52. They played Rapid City Stevens in the their next game, and came up short by one point, losing 54-53. They earned 7th place by defeating Harrisburg 71-70 in double overtime. The senior dominated team, much like ours back in 1969, finished the season with 20 victories, a feat that has been seldom accomplished by any Bobcat team. The Bobcat girls were in a tough district and region, and were unable to qualify for the state tournament. There was, however, an interesting article in a recent edition in the Argus-Leader that had connections to the the girls program.
In the mid-80's, the Bobcats had a powerful girls basketball program, achieving national recognition. A key member of those teams was Amy Mickelson, whose father George was a lawyer in town, and would later become governor. Amy's two daughters followed in their mother's footsteps, and became talented players, also. This link -- http://www.argusleader.com/story/sports/high-school-sports/2017/03/25/brecht-sisters-found-love-basketball-family-connection/99584540/ may allow you to view the article.
Amy is #52 in the picture above, taken after they had won their second consecutive state tournament. Her daughters bear a striking resemblance to her.
On the sad note, another one of our beloved parents has gone to her eternal reward.. Janette Perso's mother passed away on St. Patrick's day. http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=06854465_GPerso
A couple of nice comments have been received concerng Mrs. Perso. One classmate noted
Another email expressed similar thoughts. "The Perso family lived down the alley from me and I have many fond memories of them. Appreciate you letting us all know."
Mrs. Person was a highly visible member of the community. Many of her grandsons and great-grandsons were active in athletics at BHS. She, along with just about all of her daughters and sons-in-law and their children, was a regular spectator at those athletic contests in which they were participating, whether it be basketball, wrestling, football, or track and field.
On behalf of the class of 1969, our thoughts and prayers go out to the Perso family at this time.
Basketball seems to be a popular topic at this time of year. The Bobcats boys team was ranked #2 heading into the State "AA" tournament. They had a stellar season, winning the conference championship. In the tournament, however, they lost their first game in overtime to Aberdeen Central, 56-52. They played Rapid City Stevens in the their next game, and came up short by one point, losing 54-53. They earned 7th place by defeating Harrisburg 71-70 in double overtime. The senior dominated team, much like ours back in 1969, finished the season with 20 victories, a feat that has been seldom accomplished by any Bobcat team. The Bobcat girls were in a tough district and region, and were unable to qualify for the state tournament. There was, however, an interesting article in a recent edition in the Argus-Leader that had connections to the the girls program.
In the mid-80's, the Bobcats had a powerful girls basketball program, achieving national recognition. A key member of those teams was Amy Mickelson, whose father George was a lawyer in town, and would later become governor. Amy's two daughters followed in their mother's footsteps, and became talented players, also. This link -- http://www.argusleader.com/story/sports/high-school-sports/2017/03/25/brecht-sisters-found-love-basketball-family-connection/99584540/ may allow you to view the article.
Amy is #52 in the picture above, taken after they had won their second consecutive state tournament. Her daughters bear a striking resemblance to her.
On the sad note, another one of our beloved parents has gone to her eternal reward.. Janette Perso's mother passed away on St. Patrick's day. http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=06854465_GPerso
A couple of nice comments have been received concerng Mrs. Perso. One classmate noted
Our family grew up with the Perso’s who lived next to Midway Phil Peterson’s
dad.
Often walked June and Jeanette to school.
Their block was the “girls block”: Perso’s, Larson’s, and the McCone’s.
Our block was the “boys block”: Meske’s, Bumgard’s, Foerster’s, Kingley’s,
and Boggs’.
We did everything together.
Another email expressed similar thoughts. "The Perso family lived down the alley from me and I have many fond memories of them. Appreciate you letting us all know."
Mrs. Person was a highly visible member of the community. Many of her grandsons and great-grandsons were active in athletics at BHS. She, along with just about all of her daughters and sons-in-law and their children, was a regular spectator at those athletic contests in which they were participating, whether it be basketball, wrestling, football, or track and field.
On behalf of the class of 1969, our thoughts and prayers go out to the Perso family at this time.
On a related note, Arne B. Larson was an institution at BHS. He arrived here in the mid-1940's, and did wonders for the instrumental music program. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Music_Museum describes the museum he developed after he left Brookings. Is it a coincidence that his middle name is Baldwin, as in the piano? https://search.yahoo.com/yhs/search;_ylt=A0LEViNRQdlYYiQAyIUnnIlQ;_ylc=X1MDMTM1MTE5NTY4NwRfcgMyBGZyA3locy1tb3ppbGxhLTAwNARncHJpZANLaTZqOGxvSFI1dXJsWXRMd1Z1NW5BBG5fcnNsdAMwBG5fc3VnZwMwBG9yaWdpbgNzZWFyY2gueWFob28uY29tBHBvcwMwBHBxc3RyAwRwcXN0cmwDMARxc3RybAMzOQRxdWVyeQNhcm5lJTIwYi4lMjBsYXJzb24lMjBtdXNpYyUyMGNvbGxlY3Rpb24EdF9zdG1wAzE0OTA2MzMzMjM-?p=arne+b.+larson+music+collection&fr2=sb-top&hspart=mozilla&hsimp=yhs-004 Andre Larson, one of Arne B's sons, became the first director of the museum. Unfortunately, he, too, recently passed away. http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/argusleader/obituary.aspx?n=andre-larson&pid=184707354 This link is a wonderful story on the origins of the museum. http://www.startribune.com/national-music-museum-in-south-dakota-is-a-world-class-trove-of-rare-instruments/401776565/#1
Saturday, February 11, 2017
The Memories Of Two Fabulous Fathers
It seems that sadness strikes our friends several times within a short span. Recently, in the last week of January and the first week of February, two of our classmates lost their beloved fathers. Wes Audus, father of Dennis, passed away on January 26 (http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=51726587_WAudus). On Feb. 6, Paul Kohler, father of Jim, went to his eternal reward (http://eidsnessfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/Eidsne1/obit.cgi?user=06418466_DKohler).
My knowledge of both of these fine men is extremely scant.Feel free to add any comments if you have information that would be beneficial for this post.
The boyhood towns of Mr. Audus, Crocker, Lily, and Thorp, were unknown to me. An internet search revealed that the population of any of these towns was never more than about 200. Today, the total populations of all three of these "cities" may not surpass 25. According to the last census, Crocker had 19 residents, Lily had 4, while Thorp was just listed as a township. A census was unavailable (at least, I could find no record of one). Perhaps someone has more knowledge than I about this matter. As his obituary states, Mr. Audus was very clever and had a knack for creating functional machines out of spare parts. The education he received in those small schools provided him with the fundamental skills to lead a rich life.
Mr. Kohler was very well-known through his work at SDSU, and he received numerous awards for his scholarship, research, and leadership. What was truly impressive to me was his ability to shoot a basketball in his later years. Very few of the top-level athletes at the present, whether at the professional, collegiate, or high-school level, shoot free-throws as accurately as Mr. Kohler did when he was 80 years young. His performances outshone and amazed all those in his age group who had been gifted athletes in their younger days. They were in awe that Mr. Kohler could shoot so well at that stage in his life. Some of those former stars that still lived in the area asked me what his background was.. Had he played a great deal of basketball when he was in high school or college? I could not answer them. When Mr. Kohler was a youth, it was common to shoot free throws underhanded (granny style is what we called it). Is that the style he used? When done correctly, it certainly is an efficient and economical technique. Perhaps we can corral Jim sometime and find out the answers.
Our condolences, thought, and prayers go out to Dennis and Jim at the loss of their fathers, both of whom were known and respected throughout the Brookings community and beyond.
My knowledge of both of these fine men is extremely scant.Feel free to add any comments if you have information that would be beneficial for this post.
The boyhood towns of Mr. Audus, Crocker, Lily, and Thorp, were unknown to me. An internet search revealed that the population of any of these towns was never more than about 200. Today, the total populations of all three of these "cities" may not surpass 25. According to the last census, Crocker had 19 residents, Lily had 4, while Thorp was just listed as a township. A census was unavailable (at least, I could find no record of one). Perhaps someone has more knowledge than I about this matter. As his obituary states, Mr. Audus was very clever and had a knack for creating functional machines out of spare parts. The education he received in those small schools provided him with the fundamental skills to lead a rich life.
Mr. Kohler was very well-known through his work at SDSU, and he received numerous awards for his scholarship, research, and leadership. What was truly impressive to me was his ability to shoot a basketball in his later years. Very few of the top-level athletes at the present, whether at the professional, collegiate, or high-school level, shoot free-throws as accurately as Mr. Kohler did when he was 80 years young. His performances outshone and amazed all those in his age group who had been gifted athletes in their younger days. They were in awe that Mr. Kohler could shoot so well at that stage in his life. Some of those former stars that still lived in the area asked me what his background was.. Had he played a great deal of basketball when he was in high school or college? I could not answer them. When Mr. Kohler was a youth, it was common to shoot free throws underhanded (granny style is what we called it). Is that the style he used? When done correctly, it certainly is an efficient and economical technique. Perhaps we can corral Jim sometime and find out the answers.
Our condolences, thought, and prayers go out to Dennis and Jim at the loss of their fathers, both of whom were known and respected throughout the Brookings community and beyond.
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Front Page News, And A Little Sadness
A number of weeks ago, a classmate was teasing me about not having anything on the blog. Fortunately, there is some notable news concerning some members of the BHS class of 1969.
The Dec. 22, 2016 edition of The Brookings Register highlighted the fortitude of two hardy classmates. In the article entitled Year-round Riders, Harry Rossow and Bernie Hendricks were interviewed for their reliance on their bicycles for much of their winter transportation. Bernie lives near the hospital, and commutes to the Pharmacy building on campus, while Harry is employed as a coordinate measurement machine technician at Falcon Plastics.
Bernie's ride is helped by the efficiency of the snow removal crew on campus. He states, "In my case, it's pretty clean. I have to get off the bike and push it through some areas once in a while, but once I get across Sixth Street, the college keeps the streets and sidewalks very clean. They really do a great job of cleaning those walks off quick." For him, it is more convenient to ride rather than drive. ""It's probably just as fast for me to bike from my house and get in my office as it would be to drive and have to park somewhere."
Harry noted that while there really are no large hills to surmount, the wind can easily be just as much of a challenge. "Wind is our version of a hill. It's pretty flat around here, so wind is what our uphill biking is."
Many people wonder why even bike under such brutal conditions. Both of them cite health reasons as their main incentive. Harry said that he was born with a heart murmur, and that "15 years of avid yearlong biking has kept his heart murmur in check." He tries to ride about 70-80 miles per week in the winter, while that increases to around 100 miles the rest of the year. If he is in a hurry, he can get to work in about seven minutes. Bernie also cites health benefits. "It's just something you do. It's part of your life after a while. What's amazing to me is how many people aren't riding."
Bernie uses the same bike all year round, while Harry has a separate bike for the winter. It is a little bit smaller, but has a studded rear tire and a specially grooved front one.
Both feel relatively safe on the roads, as they avoid the high-volume traffic 22nd Avenue, 6th Street, and 8th Street South. They also try to equip their bikes with lights so that they can remain easily visible to drivers.
The right type of clothing is crucial. Dressing in layers helps immensely. On those bitterly cold and windy days, adequate face and neck coverage and good pair of mittens or gloves is a given.
While this mode of transportation may be irrational to most people (especially when we have had around 25 below this past weekend) , it has become a habit for Harry and Bernie. As Harry explains, "It's easier than you think it is. Once you get started and make a habit out of it, it's not (bad). You see people out on bikes in inclement weather, and you can adjust to the weather very quickly. Six weeds ago, I thought 40 degrees was cold. I don't think that anymore; 30 degrees would feel warm today."
On a sad note, the mothers of two of our classmates are no longer with us. On December 18, 2016, Mary Margaret Collins, mother of Margaret (Collins) Dempster, passed away. Her obituary can be found at http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=46189937_MCollins
My association with Margaret was limited to religion classes at St. Thomas More. She has been a long-time secretary at the Park and Rec department here in Brookings. For our 20th reunion in 1989, she typed up the booklet that listed the brief biographies of many of our class members. I believe she did that manually on a real typewriter. Cut and paste, which would have made her task much easier, was a few years off. She put in a great deal of time to make a very memorable booklet.
Margaret's youngest sister Judy (BHS class of 1978) was a student of mine when I first started teaching in 1973. Her husband Mark Rue was also in that class. I had the privilege of coaching Mark in high school track and field. He set a school record in the high jump his senior year. He also anchored the mile relay, the last event at a track meet. Thus, he was usually one tired competitor at the end of a long day. He continued to run for USD in college. His father ran the Runnings store that was on South Main for a number of years. The store is now located on 6th Street out by the interstate.
Two days later, Patricia Ann Privett, mother of Rick Thompson, passed away. Her obituary can be found at
http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=11854838_PPrivett
Had a nice conversation with Rick, also. He now lives in Canton after residing in Estelline for a number of years. His wife is the business manager for the Canton School District. His daughter was also an accomplished runner in both high school and college. We had a good time reminiscing about our more youthful days.
Our thoughts and prayers go out to both Margaret and Rick and their families at this difficult time.
The Dec. 22, 2016 edition of The Brookings Register highlighted the fortitude of two hardy classmates. In the article entitled Year-round Riders, Harry Rossow and Bernie Hendricks were interviewed for their reliance on their bicycles for much of their winter transportation. Bernie lives near the hospital, and commutes to the Pharmacy building on campus, while Harry is employed as a coordinate measurement machine technician at Falcon Plastics.
Bernie's ride is helped by the efficiency of the snow removal crew on campus. He states, "In my case, it's pretty clean. I have to get off the bike and push it through some areas once in a while, but once I get across Sixth Street, the college keeps the streets and sidewalks very clean. They really do a great job of cleaning those walks off quick." For him, it is more convenient to ride rather than drive. ""It's probably just as fast for me to bike from my house and get in my office as it would be to drive and have to park somewhere."
Harry noted that while there really are no large hills to surmount, the wind can easily be just as much of a challenge. "Wind is our version of a hill. It's pretty flat around here, so wind is what our uphill biking is."
Many people wonder why even bike under such brutal conditions. Both of them cite health reasons as their main incentive. Harry said that he was born with a heart murmur, and that "15 years of avid yearlong biking has kept his heart murmur in check." He tries to ride about 70-80 miles per week in the winter, while that increases to around 100 miles the rest of the year. If he is in a hurry, he can get to work in about seven minutes. Bernie also cites health benefits. "It's just something you do. It's part of your life after a while. What's amazing to me is how many people aren't riding."
Bernie uses the same bike all year round, while Harry has a separate bike for the winter. It is a little bit smaller, but has a studded rear tire and a specially grooved front one.
Both feel relatively safe on the roads, as they avoid the high-volume traffic 22nd Avenue, 6th Street, and 8th Street South. They also try to equip their bikes with lights so that they can remain easily visible to drivers.
The right type of clothing is crucial. Dressing in layers helps immensely. On those bitterly cold and windy days, adequate face and neck coverage and good pair of mittens or gloves is a given.
While this mode of transportation may be irrational to most people (especially when we have had around 25 below this past weekend) , it has become a habit for Harry and Bernie. As Harry explains, "It's easier than you think it is. Once you get started and make a habit out of it, it's not (bad). You see people out on bikes in inclement weather, and you can adjust to the weather very quickly. Six weeds ago, I thought 40 degrees was cold. I don't think that anymore; 30 degrees would feel warm today."
On a sad note, the mothers of two of our classmates are no longer with us. On December 18, 2016, Mary Margaret Collins, mother of Margaret (Collins) Dempster, passed away. Her obituary can be found at http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=46189937_MCollins
My association with Margaret was limited to religion classes at St. Thomas More. She has been a long-time secretary at the Park and Rec department here in Brookings. For our 20th reunion in 1989, she typed up the booklet that listed the brief biographies of many of our class members. I believe she did that manually on a real typewriter. Cut and paste, which would have made her task much easier, was a few years off. She put in a great deal of time to make a very memorable booklet.
Margaret's youngest sister Judy (BHS class of 1978) was a student of mine when I first started teaching in 1973. Her husband Mark Rue was also in that class. I had the privilege of coaching Mark in high school track and field. He set a school record in the high jump his senior year. He also anchored the mile relay, the last event at a track meet. Thus, he was usually one tired competitor at the end of a long day. He continued to run for USD in college. His father ran the Runnings store that was on South Main for a number of years. The store is now located on 6th Street out by the interstate.
Two days later, Patricia Ann Privett, mother of Rick Thompson, passed away. Her obituary can be found at
http://rudesfuneralhome.com/sitemaker/sites/RudesF1/obit.cgi?user=11854838_PPrivett
Had a nice conversation with Rick, also. He now lives in Canton after residing in Estelline for a number of years. His wife is the business manager for the Canton School District. His daughter was also an accomplished runner in both high school and college. We had a good time reminiscing about our more youthful days.
Our thoughts and prayers go out to both Margaret and Rick and their families at this difficult time.
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