Happy New Year 2026

 Happy New Year, Classmates!

If You Were Born Between 1930 - 1946

If you were born between 1930 and 1946, you belong to a group that is almost gone. Fewer than one out of every hundred from your time is still here. Today, you are in your late seventies, eighties, or nineties, carrying memories that no book or documentary can truly capture.

You entered the world when survival mattered. The Great Depression had stripped families down to the basics, and before the wounds could fully heal, the world was pulled into war. You learned early that nothing was free and nothing was wasted. Bread was stretched. Clothes were patched. Milk was measured. Your parents taught you that gratitude was not a feeling but a way of life.

You remember the milkman stopping at the house. You remember teachers who demanded respect and parents who backed them up. There was no room for excuses. You stood up straight, did what needed to be done, and learned the meaning of responsibility long before the word became fashionable.

No glowing screens were filling the room. Fun came from your own hands and your own mind. You played ball in the street, ran barefoot on hot pavement, and stayed outside until the lights flicked on. At night, families gathered near the radio not just for news but to feel connected. Voices from far away filled the room and brought everyone together.

Technology moved slowly then, and that was a gift. Phones were shared. If you wanted to talk, you waited for your turn. Math was done on paper with a pencil. Letters were typed or written by hand. The newspaper landed on the doorstep each morning and told you what mattered, not what shouted the loudest.

You came of age after war, during a stretch of hope that felt earned. There was no internet to distract or overwhelm. No endless alerts. Just the belief that if you worked hard, kept your word, and showed up every day, life would move forward.

You remember when black-and-white television felt like magic. When there were fewer highways, trips took longer. When downtown shopping meant greeting people by name. You remember the fear of polio and the relief when science finally pushed it back. Childhood was not easy, but it was real.

While your parents rebuilt the nation piece by piece, you watched cities rise, machines improve, and possibilities expand. You lived through changes that reshaped the country and set the stage for everything that followed.

If you are over 77 today, pause for a moment. You are living history. You carry lessons forged in hardship and hope, discipline and patience, community and resilience. The world you knew shaped the world we live in now.

You are one in a hundred.

And that is something worth honoring.

Merry Christmas Classmates!

Fabulous Fifties

Prayers for Jim and Kay Hess Simms

I spoke with Kay today in CA (it's also her 85th birthday) about Jim and his recovery.  He did have to have a pacemaker put in as well.  Kay has AFib going on. As we age, we all have health issues and need to pray for one another.  

Wishing Kay a very Happy 85th Birthday and many more to come.

Prayers for Jim Simms (Classmate Kay Hess Simms Husband)

Posted on Facebook by Libby Hess, Kay Hess Simms, sister.  

(Earlier) - Please say a prayer for my brother-in-law, Jim Simms, who is having a heart valve replacement right now.

(Libby) Thanks everyone, surgery was successful. He's awake and talking. A 4-hour surgery.

It means so much that you have all prayed, and I believe prayers saw him through. The doctor is the one who performed surgery on Barbara Bush, but I didn't remember her having surgery, maybe after they were out of the White House.

Happy Thanksgiving Classmates

Prayers Needed

Please keep our classmate, Theresa Martin Kitowski's husband, Chuck, in your thoughts and prayers.  He is in hospice care at this time.  Theresa is being comforted by her sister, Rita, and family.  Will keep you posted.  Marian