Things We May Have Observed
Or
We May Have Heard
I had to be one of the most fortunate of those Lancers but not due to any effort on my part but rather my parents and luck. Not only was he an F-100 driver, Les Dyer Jr. arrived in country about 2 weeks into our freshman year but he extended a year so I could graduate at LHS. Changing high schools in mid-stream is no easy transition and my sympathies to all who attended 2 or more high schools as we vagabond brats bumped around the globe.
What with hormones / romance / cliques / bullies / homesickness and the push for decent grades ... ages 14-18 were challenging to various degrees depending upon your adaptability and personality.
I salute you all.
Lee Dyer '65
Joyce Spraggins '67 in a Christmas picture taken 1967.
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I worked with a guy whose father was an Army general. He once told me that he was 16 before he realized that there were actually people in the world who lived in one place for more than 3 years at a time.
Vince Dandini
I was also a lucky one to have spent all 3 years at LHS arriving Sept 64 and graduating June 67. Most treasured years of my life and so many memories and friends of a lifetime. Always felt so sorry for those who had to leave before graduation including my roomie Debby Perry Gagnon.
Joyce Spraggins
Ok here is a story and I'm telling it for the truth. When I first got to Dorm 5 it was Rob Stamper who taught me how to store beverages in the rain gutter.
The problem is I am short and can barely reach the gutter.
I got Rob to load the gutter for me. He took a mop and pushed the brews down the gutter close to Morris Fenner and Larry Riebau's room. He said that way we could deny possession if we got caught.
So one week we get a big rain. It clears up and we see the Maintenance guy reaming the down spout. He gets the clog cleared and just like a vending machine out comes a Coke, a Mr Pibb and 4 Heinekens
Randy Rampey
I remember going to Salisbury Cathedral for brass rubbings. There are still brass rubbings up in my parents home and many many rolled up in different rooms!
Valerie Purcell-Monn
I did a couple of dozen, one is 8' tall, gold on black. They are stilled rolled and stored in a closet!! Hmmm...
Sharon Wittman
My Mom did several. We were the only American military family (and Army to boot) on this small British Base outside of Salisbury in southern England.
Salisbury Cathedral was a big draw for brass-rubbers.
Terry Stahl
My parents still have several on their walls and about 100 rolled up in a trunk.
Guy Regalado
A few of the Brass Rubbings we offered in the Big 50 Birthday Bash raffles....
Kathy Ingram '67 went on a recent tour of the UK on a mission to track down family history.
Along the way she visited with Michelle Evans '68 at her home in Wales.
Michelle asked to have her 1970 wedding picture shared.
Some of you may have been in Mr Wilson's band class as I was. But even so you have to have been very interested in what was going on in Europe around 1967 and even afterwards.
For an event that was almost as awesome as in the 1969 moon landing, Great Britain won the 1967 Eurovision contest featuring Sandie Shaw singing Puppet on a String. Attached you will see a photo I made of the sheet music I had purchased in a little music shop in Brandon for three shillings.
I can tell you that I believe she was the first British pop singer I had ever fallen in love with. If you get a chance search for the TV version of her performance. I found it once but have lost it and it actually showed someone who had videotaped the front of their TV set while she was performing. I should say in front of their tele. When I watched her on TV I was still living at Newport Close on base. I had gotten together with some of our fellow brats to watch the contest that evening. What a treat that had been for all of us. For we then had become more akin to our British host and for a while forgot that we were foreigners in a foreign land.
What I mean to say is that we had become immersed in that nation's musical culture and we genuinely rooted for our adopted country to win that great Euro contest prize.
Mike Steuck
May 11 2019
On this, the last day of Teacher Appreciation Week, I would like to give a shout out to Raymond Chase, who was my 10th grade English teacher at LHS. He passed away a few years ago, but not before Bill Burd and I had a chance to visit him and his wonderful wife, Pat, at their home in Portsmouth NH (and got to have a lunch with them of the most ginormous lobsters I've ever seen). Bill and I agreed that he was one of the best teachers we ever had. He was funny, engaging and witty as hell. He would read from "The Martian Chronicles" on Fridays, which was a pretty big switch from the class syllabus, English (British, mostly Shakespeare) Literature. And I suspect he was a frustrated actor, as he acted out all the parts of the stories. At one point, he had jumped on his desk to further dramatize the reading, when Mr. Radford (please feel free to add "boo" and "hiss" here) walked by the open door and did a double take. Looked like he was going to step in and say something, then shook his head and kept walking.
Terry Pulliam '66
