Our classmate, Louis "Sonny" Logue, is a great-grandfather for the first time this week. It's his granddaughter, Brigitte's firstborn, 21 inches, weighing 7 lbs. and 6 oz. He is so precious - our congratulations to the family and Louis, his first great-grandson.
Class of 1959
We, the Class of 1959, celebrated our 50th reunion on April 24 and 25, 2009. This blog is about sharing memories of our class reunions and a long-ago life at our Alma Mater, S.F.X.A. and S.A.H.S. Good memories of days gone by but not forgotten! A gift to my classmates. ~Marian Ann Love ~
Tuesday, September 05, 2023
Thursday, August 31, 2023
Prayers Needed
Chuck Kitowski, Theresa Martin Kitowski's husband, has been in the hospital and numerous ER visits and has some health issues. Also, prayers for Theresa with her continued health issues. May they both get better soon.
Kay Hess Simms got her staples out of her leg Tuesday and doing much better. Wishing Kay a speedy recovery.
I wish all classmates with health issues to email me at mariandeer@aol.com if you need prayers, and I will post on our blog. May God Bless you all. Marian
Sunday, August 27, 2023
St. Aloysius Football Stadium Facelift
Tuesday, August 22, 2023
Have You Ever Thought About This?
Have you ever thought about this?
In 100 years, like in 2123, we will all be buried with our relatives and friends.
Strangers will live in our homes we fought so hard to build, and they will own everything we have today. All our possessions will be unknown and unborn, including the car we spent a fortune on, and will probably be scrap, preferably in the hands of an anonymous collector.
Our descendants will hardly or hardly know who we were, nor will they remember us. How many of us know our grandfather's father?
After we die, we will be remembered for a few more years, then we are just a portrait on someone's bookshelf, and a few years later, our history, photos, and deeds disappear into history's oblivion. We won't even be memories.
If we pause one day to analyze these questions, we may understand how ignorant and weak the dream to achieve it all was.
If we could only think about this, our approaches, our thoughts would change, and we would be different people.
Always having more, no time for what's really valuable in this life. I'd change all this to live and enjoy the walks I've never taken, these hugs I didn't give, these kisses for our children and our loved ones, these jokes we didn't have time for. Those would certainly be the most beautiful moments to remember; they would fill our lives with joy.
And we waste it daily with greed, greed, and intolerance.
Monday, August 21, 2023
Interesting Facts About The 1% ERS
INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT THE 1% ERS:
99% of people born between 1930 and 1946 (GLOBALLY) are now dead.
You are the smallest group of children born since the early 1900's.
You are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war that rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.
You are the last to remember ration books for everything from tea to sugar to shoes. You saved tin foil and poured fried meat fat into cans.
You can remember milk being delivered to your house early in the morning and placed in the "milk box" at the front door. Discipline was enforced by parents and teachers. You are the last generation who spent childhood without television and instead, you “imagined” what you heard on the radio.
With no TV, you spent your childhood "playing outside". There was no city playground for kids. The lack of television in your early years meant that you had little real understanding of what the world was like.
We got “black-and-white” TV in the late 50s that had 3 stations and no remote.
Telephones (if you had one) were one to a house and hung on the wall in the kitchen (who cares about privacy). Computers were called calculators; they were hand-cranked. Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the ribbon. INTERNET and GOOGLE were words that did not exist.
Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and your dad would give you the comic pages after he read the news. The news was broadcast on your radio in the evening. The radio network gradually expanded from 3 stations to thousands.
New highways would bring jobs and mobility. Most highways were 2 lanes and there were no Motorways. You went downtown to shop. You walked to school.
Your parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into working hard to make a living for their families.
You weren't neglected, but you weren't today's all-consuming family focus. They were glad you played by yourselves. They were busy discovering the postwar world. You entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where you were welcomed, enjoyed yourselves. You felt secure in your future, although the depression and poverty were deeply remembered.
Polio was still a crippler. Everyone knew someone who had it.
You are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our country. World War 2 was over and the cold war, terrorism, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life. Only your generation can remember a time after WW2 when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty. You grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better.
More than 99% of you are retired now, and you should feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!" If you have already reached the age of 77 years old, you have outlived 99% of all the other people on this planet. You are a 1% 'er!
Tuesday, August 15, 2023
Wednesday, August 09, 2023
Prayers For Classmate Kay Hess Simms
Please keep Kay in your thoughts and prayers for a speedy recovery, and that family and friends will step up and help during this challenging time in their lives.
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