OUR CONDOLENCES

Our deepest sympathy and condolences to PAT SMITH MULLINS on the loss of her husband of nearly 62 years. 

(February 8, 1934 – August 24, 2017)

James W Mullins, 83, of Blanket, Texas, passed away peacefully on Thursday, August 24, 2017 at Harrison Medical Center in Bremerton, Washington. Born in Eden, Texas to Frank and Kate Mullins he lived most of his life in Texas and California. James was an adventurous man who loved his God, his family, his fishing and all of the people he met along his journey. He earned his BA in Accounting at Texas Tech University and married his bride of almost 62 years in 1955. He was a man of courage, unafraid to follow his dreams of giving his family a rich heritage of love and priceless memories. The road was not always straight or smooth but he remained faithful to his death. James was devoted to his wife Pat Mullins and extremely proud of his four daughters, Terry Nelms of Blanket, Texas, Becky Pate of Mission Viejo, California, Cindy Glazier and her husband Scott of Bremerton, Washington and Patty Nielsen and her husband Don of Desoto Texas. He is also survived by his 10 grandchildren, his 7 great grandchildren, his brother Lynn Mullins of San Angelo, Texas, as well his many nieces, nephews, cousins and dear friends. Visitation will be from 6:00 to 7:00 PM at Lange Funeral Home in Ballinger, Texas on Friday, September 8th. James will be laid to rest at the Old Runnels Cemetery in Ballinger Texas. A Memorial service for James will be held at 2:00 PM on September 9th at the Coggin Ave Baptist Church in Brownwood, Texas. Memorial donations may be made to the Coggin Ave Baptist Mission Fund 1815 Coggin Ave. Brownwood, Texas 76801.

Peace and love,

Marilyn

COMINGS AND GOINGS

Update: I was informed that the bridge in this post is NOT the railroad bridge that you guys used to ride on in your cars. NANCY informed me it is what we called the Clickety Clack Bridge, as it made that noise when a car drove over it. The railroad doesn't go through there. It's also one that we all signed or left our initials on! Forgive me. It's been a long, long time since I lived in Ballinger and shared its lore! Marilyn

In May, JUNE HASH CURRY told us about her granddaughter Morgan's summer trip to study broadcast communications in London, including a field trip to CNN. (Where In The World..) 

Braden and Morgan Curry

Morgan had a wonderful time in Europe as did Scott and Staci and Braden, her parents and brother, who joined her there her last week. She especially enjoyed her time at CNN, although it was a frantic time as they were there on the day of the terrorist attacks outside Parliament. 

Staci and Scott Curry

JUNE said that Staci was overcome by the beauty of the Eiffel tower in Paris. I think that is understandable.

It's a shame that so many people will put off touring in Europe due to the threat of terrorist attacks. There are some brave souls, though, like JUNE's family and my son-in-law Branch, who took my grandson Tanner to London in July for his high school graduation gift. They had a great time seeing all the sites, and experiencing the English weather!

By the way, Tanner is also BOB BURTON's grandson.

Branch and Tanner Archer in London

On another note, I noticed this article on the internet back in June. The bridge and railroad tracks looked very familiar to me. Looks like it might be gone for good now.

(Photo: Facebook: Jenny Edington Moore)

(Photo: Contributed photo by Todd Cleary)

"Firefighters from the Ballinger Volunteer Fire Department responded to a fire called in about 9:20 a.m. Sunday. (June 18, 2017) When the firefighters arrived on scene, they realized it was the old 12-Mile Bridge, an historic wooden and steel structure that crossed the Colorado River alongside a modern bridge at County Road 129." (San Angelo Standard-Times)

I know you all remember this bridge. Didn't some of you actually drive your cars on the tracks and "ride the rails"?

This afternoon I got a call from PEGGY VIRDEN SHARP in regards to the reunion in October. We had a great visit, catching up. I asked about her grandson Tyce Green, who had such a wonderful voice when I heard him sing one Christmas at a small church in Bethel. He is very busy in his singing and acting career. His debut album is out entitled HERO. PEGGY said that he lives and works in NYC, but will open for Air Supply at a concert in Los Angeles in September. She and hubby Bobby have flown to watch him appear in plays in NYC and San Francisco. The following song is from the play Hamilton:

DOTTIE BISHOP ROGERS always has fun stuff to tell:

"I always look forward to the blogs, but it also saddens me. So many of us ('57s) are in ill health and so many losses. I almost hate to report about my busy and blessed life. I have finally let golf go except for once a month scrambles. Instead of golf I have converted my garage into a woodshop (I think I have told you this, but....) and I am making barnwood frames for my Indian art and for many of my artist friends. I do a lot of wine bottle decorations (gee, wonder where I get those bottles??) and neat barnwood signs. 

Recently Larry (Dottie's love interest) and I updated his kitchen and it looked so good, he talked me into doing the same. We did a total remodel. We took down old cabinets, redid cabinet doors, did new countertops and lighting, and I replaced all of my appliances. For two old guys, we did good. Even though my entire house was covered in dust and debris, it is almost complete. Backsplash will be finished this week after my microwave is installed along with the dishwasher. 

Healthwise I am doing well. Takes me a little more time to get up if I get down, but I can live with that. I had planned to come to the reunion, but I may have to change plans. Larry's youngest son and his wife are planning to be here that weekend from Bremerton, WA. I have to refinish a large buffet he has in his dining room and decorate a bedroom for them.

See, I told you, it is kinda boring, but I feel so blessed, even if my memory goes haywire some days. Please give my condolences to those who have lost loved ones, and my prayers for those who are ill or in the hospital. 

As always, dear friend, I cherish the info you send us."

Love to all, Dottie

Dottie was my very first friend when I moved to Ballinger in April of 1953. We touch base off and on - I even have a birth announcement she sent when her first child was born. It's always a joy to hear from her. See? Dottie, there is nothing sad in this post!

Peace and Love,

Marilyn

DEM BONES...AND MORE

A lot of you in the Class of '57 are probably on Facebook, so some of the news I put on here is old news to you. However, I am not on that site, so I have to depend on your letting me know when there is illness, death, or anything you wish me and the class to know. We especially need to know when prayers are needed for you or any of your family.

I did hear belatedly that DORIS STOKES WHITE broke a leg awhile back, and unfortunately, broke it a second time. I hope by now she is on the mend for good.

VIRGINIA EGAN's husband Mike has been on dialysis for quite some time. Recently he had a terrible thing happen to him while undergoing a dialysis treatment. When I emailed VIRGINIA to ask about him, she sent the following:

"It has been a rough three weeks. The dialysis center got air in the line causing an air embolism which is dangerous. This put him in ICU. The next day they decided to do more testing and did 4 bypasses. After being home a few days, we went back to the emergency room. He had developed 4 ulcers due to aspirin given after surgery. Had to have 7 units of blood. Stayed in hospital six days. During this time I tripped over our kitten in the garage and hit my head. After a Cat Scan the doctor said I have a hard head. Mike agreed. He's home recovering and we are praying for no complications.We have not been in the hospital in years. We are still coping with dialysis during this time. Looking forward to the reunion and catching up with everyone. ...VIRGINIA HARRAL EGAN

I had to laugh about VIRGINIA's "hard head". Let's join her in praying that Mike has no more complications, and that she steers clear of that little kitten.

"Alert!

The 60th reunion of the class of  '57 is getting close. Friday and Saturday, October 6 and 7. As this is not Homecoming weekend, there should be no problem getting motel reservations. There is a home football game Friday night with Mason.

I have a bottle of Ballinger Bluebonnet wine to toast those who have “gone West”, and those of us who are still here during the festivities. Anybody else have some?"... JAMES HAYS 

 

Back in June I asked JAMES how he was doing after the back surgery he had. He replied: "My back is doing well. I just have to keep wearing this corset for another 2-3 weeks. (Let the record show that there is no lace on it.) My biggest problem is that my right knee is too worn out to walk as far as I need to for back rehab. One should wear out in only one place at a time. I was told not to lift more than ten pounds but I snuck the old Sharps rifle that I just restored in as it weighs 11.5 pounds. But, alas, I cannot pick cotton anymore."  By now, I hope you are out of that corset, JAMES. Many of us might relate to worn-out knees!

I also heard through the grapevine that PATSY BERRY BOMAR had recent back surgery. I am hoping she has been recovering at least as well as JAMES.

Until next time, take care of dem bones!

Peace and Love,

Marilyn

ANOTHER GOODBYE

I'm sorry to get this on here too late for any to attend Mack's funeral, however, it didn't appear in the obituaries online until it was too late.

(November 1, 1938 – June 23, 2017)

"Charles McClanahan “Mack” Wood, 78, of Ballinger, Texas, passed away Friday, June 23, 2017, at his residence.

He was born November 1, 1938, in Ballinger to Curtis and Lottie Mae (McClanahan) Wood. Mack graduated from Ballinger High School in 1957. His distinguished career as a water quality surveyor with the US Department of the Interior Geological Survey lasted 37 years and covered areas of Texas and Colorado. Mack and Ruth Ann Henniger were married on June 12, 1988, in Ballinger. Mack had an abundant love for his family. He was a lifelong, avid outdoorsman who enjoyed hunting, fishing, and camping. He was also a passionate fan of automotive racing.

He was preceded in death by his parents.

Mack is survived by his devoted wife, Ruth Ann, of Ballinger; children, Terry Wood and wife, Charlene, of Burleson, Lori Pope and husband, Ken, also of Burleson, Rhesha O’Day of Dallas, Shannon Harrison and husband, Bill, of Weatherford; step-children, Becky Colvin and husband, Jeff, of Cedar Park, and Nila Pelham and husband, Gilbert Muniz, of Colorado; grandchildren, Chris, Matt, Keith, Ryan, Hans, Garrick, Colt, Chad, Katheryne, Breona, and Dusty; and great-grandchildren, Rylee, Alli, Sawyer, Jaxyn, Alexys, Jansen, Jordynn, Elizabeth, and Grant. Also surviving are his sister, Sue Farley of Louisiana, and brother-in-law and sister-in-law, Winton and Virginia Milliff of Robert Lee.

Visitation for family and friends will be on Sunday, June 25, from 6:00 to 8:00 p.m. at Lange Funeral Home in Ballinger. Funeral services will be at 10:00 a.m. on Monday, June 26, at Lange Funeral Home Chapel. Burial will follow at Old Runnels Cemetery."

Our condolences to RUTH ANN HENNIGER WOOD and family.

Until next time,
Marilyn

ADDENDUM

I got an interesting email this morning from someone who served in the San Angelo Police Department with one of our former classmates, the late JOHN WAYNE WATKINS. I had posted his obituary at the time of his passing, and although I copied it from the newspaper, I was unable at the time to copy his photograph:

IN MEMORY

He went by his middle name, WAYNE, when he was in high school. His friend sent me the following photos:

 

He shared the above newspaper clipping that gives a little insight into Wayne's life in 1962-1964. This states that he was in shore patrol duty while in the Navy. He had served on the USS Princeton, and was stationed at the Barber's Point Naval Air Station in Hawaii. The years he served were oddly enough close to the time that BOB HOLLIS was in the Navy in Hawaii. Wonder if their paths might have crossed...?

My thanks to Joe Fields, who sent this information to me. He found our blog on the internet; and said he has a memorial for WAYNE on the website Find A Grave. I've used the site several times doing genealogical research.

Peace,

Marilyn

ANOTHER "LOST" BOY FOUND

As most of you know, BILL KING has been contacting everyone he can from the BHS Class of '57 in order to update our information, and to locate those we have thought we lost forever. Last month he located JEARL CUNNINGHAM, who kindly gave us a rundown on the years since he left Ballinger that I posted on the blog. BILL recently sent me contact information for the following smiling gentleman now known as BOB HOLLIS. He has led a full life indeed, and among his many accomplishments is his talent as a public speaker. I hope someone can convince him to give a talk to those who gather in the fall for the 60th Class Reunion. (Maybe one of those stories he mentions at the end of the first paragraph.)  

"The long-lost ROBERT HOLLIS here. (My friends call me Bob since my Navy days).

The shorter version of my long story since graduating from BHS in 1957 sounds like this:

Baylor University, BBA, 1961. Navy, 1961 to 1965. Commissioned in early 1962 and reported aboard the only LST home ported at Pearl Harbor as the Communications Officer and left as the Operations Officer (3rd in command) in 1965. Met a Missouri girl, educated at California Baptist University in Riverside, CA, who was working at the University of Hawaii. Dated her for two years in Hawaii and left her at the airport when I flew back to the mainland to get out of the Navy. I went to work for Van Camp Sea Food Company in Long Beach, CA. Margaret left Hawaii and went to work in Atlanta, Georgia. I dated that girl in seven states before she agreed to marry me in Atlanta in June, 1966. (Lots of stories in there).  

I have been a Regional Sales Manager for Van Camp Seafood Co., a Program Manager for McDonnell Douglas, A Regional Vice President for Great Western Savings, a Senior Vice President for Downey Savings and Loan, and I have run a small Real Estate Development Company in Anaheim, CA, for the last 30 years. We built properties (office buildings, apartments, condos, custom homes, shopping center, housing tracts, and even got involved in building and owning Health Clubs in Seattle). Five states from Texas to Hawaii. Oh yes, I did go back to school to get an MBA from Pepperdine University in Malibu, CA, in 1973.

All of our four partners in the Real Estate business got older and didn’t care to go into debt for any more projects, so I started selling our properties several years ago. When I got the company on a comfortable financial footing, it was a small manageable size. I still go to the office on a regular basis, but I have good people who could probably run the place without me, but I don’t let them know that.

Margaret & I celebrated our 50th Anniversary last year. We have three grown, married kids: Rick and his family (four of our grandkids) in Phoenix, Bill and his family (two of our grandkids) in Dallas, and Anita and her boys in Garden Grove, CA, three blocks from us. The grandkids range in age from 24 to nine. Two of our kids went to Baylor and Margaret was Baylor’s only employee in California for 15 years. She was a Regional Admissions Counselor traveling the state of California recruiting students to go to Baylor…and she was good. She retired several years ago and still gets Baylor calls. Margaret has us involved in Operation Christmas Child (a Division of Samaritans Purse), packing shoeboxes to send to kids in over 100 countries around the world. 

I have been in Toastmasters for years. I am a DTM (a Distinguished Toastmaster; Toastmasters highest award). With thousands of Toastmaster Clubs in over 126 countries around the world, they tell me that only about 2% of all those Toastmasters ever work their way up to DTM. But look who is bragging now, so I’d better quit this email stuff. I’ll try to send you a few pictures in a separate email or two. I am sure looking forward to seeing you folks in October."

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What a wonderful life BOB has led. Congratulations on 50 years of marriage, and especially on such a large, lovely family. I have heard about Operation Christmas Child and the shoeboxes they fill to send to needy children around the world. Samaritan's Purse has one of the highest ratings for charities listed on Charity Navigator. What a great way to share the "good stuff" that happens in BOB and Margaret's lives. 

There are a few other folks that we obtained email addresses for the first time. You should receive a link to this blog. I hope reading what some of your former classmates have contributed here will prompt you to send me your own version of what you've been up to the past 60 years. And by all means, photos of yourself and family. Bragging rights are always in order here. Of course, if you scan through past postings you can see that for yourself.

JUNE HASH CURRY is recovering from knee surgery she had last week, and is supposed to be home from rehab today. I heard through the grapevine that JAMES HAYS has had back surgery, but so far I haven't heard anything else other than he is recovering. Warm wishes and prayers to these two.

An acquaintance heard me bemoaning my aches and pains a while back, and said to me, "Oh, Marilyn, once we reach 60 it's just patch, patch, patch!" I think it's great that so many of us are only now having to patch, patch, patch. After all, we are long past 60!

Take care... and remember to share the "good stuff".

Peace and love,

Marilyn 

IRENE'S AMY and MORE

I'm sure all of you remember Amy Batts. She's the daughter of the late IRENE PIEL and David Batts. She attended our class reunions, the last one with her dad after IRENE passed away. 

She is getting married to Gregg Havlak, of Abilene, on October 28, 2017. Even though this is one of the happiest events in one's life, Amy says it won't be the same without IRENE. She really wishes her mother could be here to lend much desired advice on the wedding plans, fashion, and even etiquette. I'm pretty certain IRENE and David will be with her in spirit. Our best wishes to Amy. 

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JUNE HASH CURRY sent the following, "I will be out of circulation for awhile after June 5th as I am getting my right knee replaced since it now refuses to function just like the left one quit doing last year. I will be in the hospital 3 days and then in a nursing home for awhile, but will go back online as soon as I get over the debilitating nausea that always seems to follow me for weeks because of the necessary pain drugs during and after surgery. I never dread the surgeries, only the nausea afterwards." Oh, June, I can relate to the dreaded nausea! 

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A group of Ballinger classmates got together today to go over some of the plans for the 60th Class Reunion to be held October 7th at the Community Center in Ballinger. PATSY BERRY BOMAR is Vice-President elect, and will be filling in for JAMES HAYS, Class President, as he is due to have back surgery soon. (Good luck, JAMES.) More details will be forthcoming. Probably via snail mail.  (PATSY, I need a new photo, please!)

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NANCY THOMPSON BAKER is still my go-to girl for Ballinger news. If any of you have something you wish to share, please drop me an email, or give her a call. Her number's in the book. (The handbook, that is.)

Until next time.

Peace and Love,

Marilyn

MEA CULPA

I am so sorry I missed this obituary. It was on the Ballinger News site, and I thought she looked familiar. However, since MARGARET PRUETT left BHS in our Freshman year, it's highly likely I never knew her at all. We didn't move to Ballinger until April of the 8th grade. My usual "source" for news happening in the Ballinger area didn't inform me of this until I sent the recent address list to everyone who has email. MARGARET's name and Odessa address were still listed.

I'm counting on you guys to keep me informed of such news as this. After all, we are getting on in life. Memories and health may be confronting some of us! Besides, I like to hear from you.

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(March 26, 1938 - October 10, 2016)

Margaret Irene Cooke, 78, of Ballinger passed away Monday, October 10, 2016 at Shannon Medical Center in San Angelo, Texas with her children and grandchildren at her side.

She was born March 26, 1938 in Rising Star, Texas to Verda and Robert Barton Pruett. She was a devoted mother, sister, grandmother, and an Aunt to many. She loved her family and friends and she loved my “Daddy” until God took him home on February 12, 1992 from cancer. She spent most of her time devoted to her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. It was her passion in life; to be surrounded by her children.

Margaret “Momma” was preceded in death by her husband Earnest Cooke; her parents; her grandparents; a son; a grandson; and aunts, uncles, cousins, sister, and brother.

She is survived by her children, Kenny Cooke, Karen Horton, and Amy Roberts; her sons-in-law, Edward Horton and Dale Roberts; ten grandchildren; ten great-grandchildren; her sister, Patsy Jones; and many nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends.

A memorial service will be held at 10:00 am on Saturday, October 15 at Lange Funeral Home in Ballinger, Texas.

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A recent Harvard study showed that consumption of chocolate greatly

reduces the likelihood of atrial fibrillation (a-fib), and "chocolate consumers had lower levels of other risk factors including hypertension and diabetes". Harvard Chocolate Study Finally!! A good reason for my daily dose of chocolate in one form or another. I think I'll go have another chocolate chip cookie. (I'll put the rest back in the cookie jar!)

Send me the good stuff -- like eating chocolate -- you take pleasure from in your "golden years". It doesn't take much for some of us to enjoy life.

Peace and much love,

Marilyn

WHERE IN THE WORLD IS...

JEARL CUNNINGHAM. Recently, BILL KING informed me he had located a friend from high school who moved away during our Sophomore year,  I contacted JEARL and asked what he had been up to in the intervening years. BILL was kind enough to scan and send me the photo from the 1955 annual. I've asked JEARL to send current photos, and I'll post them when I receive them. The following bio is what JEARL sent in answer to my request.

"My family and I left Ballinger when I was in the 10^th grade. We moved to Arizona for awhile then moved back to Channelview, Texas near Houston. My mother passed away while we were in Arizona. I graduated from Robert E. Lee High School in Baytown, Texas in 1957. We went back to Arizona for a little bit after I graduated. I was with my Dad, my two sisters, and two brothers at the time.

When we came back to Texas, we moved to the Dallas area. We moved to a small town on the south side of Dallas called Lancaster. I immediately started going to church there. I accepted Christ as my Savior when I was 14 years old and have always wanted to follow His direction all of these years. While going to church in Lancaster, I met a 16 year old young lady named Mary Kathryn McCalla. She was a junior in high school. We were married within 6 months. She was 17 and I was 21 years old.

I was a framing carpenter at the time and had my own business of contracting framing houses. I ran my own crew for about 4 years then started a home building business. After a few years and a couple hundred houses built and sold, I started a custom cabinet company along with my building company. I later dropped the home building company and went to custom cabinets full time. We developed that company over 22 years into a multimillion dollar company with about 200 employees. Don’t get too excited about that. There was an extreme financial crunch in the late 1990’s and we had to close the company.

We then started another cabinet distributing company in Dallas from 1993 until 1997. We sold that company and sold our home in Lancaster and moved to Canton, TX where we live now. I built a few houses when we came here then started another cabinet company. We have been operating this company for 18 years. We have 30 employees and have done quite well here. God has truly blessed our lives and I will tell you more about that.

We were blessed with 4 daughters. Our first born Kathy Deanne Cunningham was diagnosed with a brain tumor at the age of 20 months and died at the age of 3 years. Our oldest living daughter, Debbie, now is 51 years old with two boys and a girl. She has two granddaughters and one grandson. She and her husband, Mike Murdock, live here in Canton. Dana Gwen Cliburn is just younger than Debbie. She and her husband, Eric, live in Frisco, TX. They have 2 daughters and one grandson. Amy Miller is our youngest daughter and she is married to Michael. They live here in Canton. Amy works with us in our company. She is part owner and actually runs the company. The name of our company here in Canton is Millwood Cabinets, LLP

I am now 77 years old and do not plan on working past 80, but I do work full time now. This is just a brief description of what has happened as you can imagine. Mary and I live in a modest home and we have a framed quote on our kitchen wall. It reads, 'We are truly blessed,' and we are."

It sounds as though you certainly are blessed, JEARL.

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I wish more of you lived close to Austin so we could have small reunions from time to time. MARTHA and TRUMAN and I did just that this past week. We had a great time reminiscing about our Ballinger years, talking, laughing, and eating. Both of them brought delicious dishes for our lunch, and I furnished chocolate chip cookies for dessert. They are both very healthy and active, belying their ages as you can see in the photo. Martha stays busy with volunteer work and attending local entertainment, such as the opera.. and loves keeping her darling little granddaughters. Truman loves to travel and play golf! Staying active is how they both stay so fit and young at heart.

MARTHA's son, William Coats, his wife K.C., and her granddaughters, Elsa and Lucy. William is an attorney, however he has a business in the field of wind energy.

MARTHA's daughter, Anne Northington Coats. Anne is an RN.

They all live in Austin, so MARTHA gets to see them frequently.

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JUNE HASH CURRY has reason to be a proud grandmother (again). She recently sent me the following.. "You might be interested to know that my granddaughter Morgan, who is a student at OU, is going to be studying in London this summer, and her parents, Scott, Staci, and brother Braden are

going over her last week, and then on to Paris for vacation.

To the best of my understanding, she is completing Gaylord College of Journalism's elective for her major of Public Relations. These classes are broadcast communication and multimedia classes. She just called them British media studies. She's taken all the classes on Sundays this semester, and London is like a 3-week field trip. She'll be going to CNN London, Daily Mail, and most of the London publishers and networks."

I told JUNE that it sounds like Morgan is preparing for a career in broadcasting -- or in journalism of some  kind. She's beautiful enough to be on television, isn't she?

Guess that's it for this time. I'm sure more of you have interesting things happening you'd like to share with us. Especially the "good stuff". It's nice that most of us are alive and kicking this time around. Let me hear from you so I will know this is so!

Peace and love to you all,

Marilyn

Moscow in the Summer

(Wikipedia - Public Domain)

Today I read an interesting article about Chernobyl years after the nuclear reactor meltdown. As the "adventurers" who were the subject of the article The Lights Come Back on in Chernobyl were Polish, and DENNY HILL lives part-time in Poland, I forwarded the article to him. The following are emails he sent me in response.

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It was, and still is, a sad story. I think that tomatoes grown there, shortly after the disaster, glowed in the dark. Don't know if they still do.

The (Chernobyl) meltdown was totally caused by "cowboy" type Russian engineers, who ignored normal required safety procedures, and tried to manually manipulate the reactor, and they screwed up...human error, not the breakdown of the reactor per se.

The story of how it happened, and how it was strictly a homemade disaster, was explained to me when I was in Moscow in the summer of 1992.

(Of course, I had to ask Denny what he was doing in Moscow.)

I spent the summer in Moscow because I was supposed to be on an exchange program between the USA National Academy of Sciences and the Soviet National Academy of Sciences.

I was visiting the Steklov Mathematical Institute in Moscow. There is also one in Saint Petersburg (former Leningrad). But in 1992 they were in an old building with creaky wooden parquet floors. Since then, they have moved to a new modern building, but I have never been there or seen it.

It was a funny story: you apply for this program, and nothing happens for a year or more...so you forget about it. Then suddenly you get notice from Washington that you have been accepted, and they want you to go...in order to maintain "business as usual".

Explanation of how and why it was strange, and why they wanted "business as usual":

1.) Under normal circumstances, it had always been that the USA paid only your round trip plane ticket, and the Russians were supposed to pay your room and board for the duration. Your itinerary was determined by them...this week you give a seminar in Moscow, next week they send you to Leningrad, the following week, fly you to Novosibirsk, or you take trains to some other place for seminars, etc.

In other words, you are essentially their prisoner (in a friendly way) and they decide who and where and when you talk to people in your field of research. They put you up in Moscow in the "Academic Hotel" and you can eat out in numerous restaurants, i.e., life sort of as normal there.

What happened in my case is that between the time I applied for the exchange program, and the time I was selected for it, the Soviet Union collapsed (on December 25, 1991)! As was explained over the phone to me, by some official in Washington DC, at the National Academy of Sciences, since there was no longer a Soviet Union, it meant I was on an exchange program between the USA Academy, and the void set. The treaty agreement still existed on paper between the two academies, but the one on the Russian side had ceased to exist. So the US guys were begging me to go, just to show the Russians that they wanted "business as usual" as far as normal scientific exchanges are concerned.

The Russians were also begging me to come, for the same reasons. Neither side wanted scientific exchanges to stop just because the Soviet Union no longer existed. Yeltsin was nominally in power, but of course the emerging new Russia was actually being run by the KGB, renamed FSB (Federal Security Service of the Russian Federation).

(Kremlin -Credit: AP/Misha Japaridze)

Trouble was that the Russians were out of money, the Russian Academy was totally broke, prices in Moscow had gone up, and they did not have the rubles to pay for my hotel room, or for train, or plane trips, etc. So if I went there, I would be totally free, and not have to travel around according to any itinerary fixed by them. Also, you could not get into restaurants because they had been taken over by the Russian Mafia, and they would not let you in, claiming the whole restaurant was booked up, when it was clearly empty. Also the price for a mafia to kill someone was around only $400. Taxis were too dangerous to use, because the drivers would just take you someplace and rob or beat or kill you. Supermarkets were empty...yes, empty! Bare shelves. 

You were supposed to declare any money at the airport, when you arrived, but my Russian friends told me that in no circumstances should I declare more than $300 on the required form at the airport. (Had to be less than the $400 above.) And no big bills, too dangerous...only single $1s, $5s or maybe a few $10s. So I had around $2,000 in a giant wad stuffed in my underwear, in small bills. Never needed it...it was there just for any emergency. I lied on the form at the airport, saying I had only $250. (The monthly salary then for a famous Russian Academician was only $20.)

But I have gotten ahead of the story...

2.) As I was finding out some of the above, before making a decision, I had this funny conversation over the phone with the guys in Washington: I asked them how safe they thought it would be, if I did in fact decide to go there. Their answer was: 'we cannot give an update, because our U.S. Academy representative in Moscow was mugged last night, is in the hospital, and we have not been able to contact him to see how he is doing'.

3.) So after numerous emails with the Russian side, finally I said I would go if the Russians would satisfy these 3 conditions:

    (a.) Someone I personally know would pick me up at the airport, and at the end of my stay someone I know would drive me to the airport...so as to avoid being immediately robbed upon arrival, or upon departure by the taxi mafia.

   (b) They would find me an apartment to live in, so I did not have to stay a single night in a hotel.

  (c) Such apartment would have cooking facilities, so I would not have to eat a single time in a restaurant. (As DENNY had said the supermarkets were bare, I subsequently asked him where he got anything to cook!)

(I took, as checked luggage, an old fashioned 'trunk', or 'foot locker' heavily stuffed with pasta, sauce, parmesan cheese, peanut butter, cans of tuna, favorite coffee and tea, etc. Enough to survive any emergency...slowly used it up over the summer.)

(Moscow supermarket)

The Russians did just that (satisfied my 3 conditions), and paid me 100 rubles per day as a per diem. (Then 100 rubles was our 75 cents!) That was all they could afford. But it turned out to be enough since the apartment was free (it was the apartment of the sister of some mathematician, and the sister was in the countryside dacha for the summer). So I lived like a king on not much more that 75 cents per day. The whole summer, I never took a taxi by myself, but went on buses and the metro often. And did not eat a single time at a restaurant (only in the canteen for lunch at Steklov Institute of Mathematics, where a full 3-course lunch cost me about 16 cents).

For the first month or so I was paranoid about being robbed, mugged, beaten, etc. But eventually I realized I was being monitored by those KGB guys in the black car that followed me everywhere, and they did not want simple common criminals to mess me up and create an international incident. Remember, they wanted to demonstrate 'business as usual'.

I hung out often at the Irish pub on Arbat Street, and spent most of my time trying to learn Russian with a Russian teacher, but now I still cannot speak the language."

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It may sound like DENNY was being melodramatic when he spoke of the Russian "mafia taxis", however, a little research turned up the following 1992 article. Notes from the Underworld It is rather lengthy, so here is an excerpt to prove he was right in being cautious:

"MOSCOW -- Visitors who have finally made it through customs at Moscow's international airport are channeled toward a narrow doorway that opens to their first encounter with organized crime, Russian-style.

Two lines of black-leather-jacketed men press in from either side, forming a sort of human chute. They are taxi drivers.

(from the Russian LiveJournal)

They lean in close, seeking likely-looking fares among the emerging passengers, still disoriented by the scruffiness, the noise, the dim lighting and the apparent chaos of the airport known as Sheremetyevo-2.

'Taxi? Taxi?'

Overwhelming, insistent, they seem to be everywhere. But the appearance of disorder is deceiving.

The airport taxi drivers form one of the mafias that flourish in Russia today. They are a band -- of bandits, some would say -- with their own rules, their own hierarchy, their own sense of honor."

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Brief notes about some other classmates: ROSALYN URBANTKE HOELSCHER sent the following: "My dear Nolan passed away September 17, 2016. We were very sad to see him go, but it was certainly past time. He was unconscious and completely paralyzed for almost 2-years, He only weighed 85 pounds. Just so sad. I am doing OK. I am in my home, and my son is living with me now. I hope to hear something about the classmates and especially from you as to what's going on. I have missed all of you so much. Thank you for thinking of me." I was unable to ever find an obituary for her husband Nolan, so I emailed my condolences. I don't know if she actually saw the blog post about his passing.

PATI COCKRELL PRITCHARD sent this recently: " I was at work. Yup, I'm still at it. I am thinking of going part-time soon. I'm getting tired of the traffic. There might actually be some stuff I'd enjoy besides WORK ... maybe hang out with the daughter and GRANDdaughter! Gene has retired so I'm sure he'd let me help poison weeds with him. Have you heard anything about the reunion? DARN sorry you won't be able to attend!!!" As soon as JAMES and others meet and plan for the 60th reunion, I will let everyone know.

JUNE HASH CURRY and I correspond frequently. Recently, she's had some concerning news about her family's health. Two of her granddaughters and her son-in-law are dealing with serious health issues. Please remember her and them in your thoughts and prayers. She is so wonderful at caring and praying for others in times of trouble and illness, she deserves our special consideration.

MARTHA NORTHINGTON and TRUMAN CONNER and I have been trying to schedule a get-together for a few weeks now. Something keeps popping up for one or the other of us that causes us to postpone. TRUMAN had back-to-back trips to Palm Springs, California and Padre Island for leisure and golf. He spends time at Padre (not the part where senior trips were held!) every year at the same time. Apparently there's good golfing there as well as the one he played on in Palm Springs. I promise to get some good stories and photos to share once we finally connect. 

GLENN SMITH recently had cataract surgery. I hope he is completely recovered and his eyesight improved enough to write some more books! TRUMAN recently had the same surgery and is extremely pleased with the results.

I know this is a long post, but if I get news enough more frequently (hint), I could do shorter ones. DENNY had a wonderful repertoire of stories to tell from his travels through the years. Hopefully, this will spur some of you to share some of your own stories! Sixty years since high school must contain many, many tales. They do not have to be about trips abroad or to exotic places. Although, we love to vicariously enjoy them. Until next time..

Peace and Love,

Marilyn