Rules of Engagement

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I was catching up with a friend at the supermarket this week and she asked what my new book is going to be about.  I said it will offer ideas on how to approach the aging process from an angle other than just letting it sweep my generation away without a fight.

“Aging,” she almost spat in disgust. “I’m against it,” she said unequivocally as if discussing the H1n1 swine flu. She was obviously in peak condition and had just come from Pilates class.  This girl wasn’t going lightly and I liked her spunk.

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Strangers in a strange land

devilNel and I have been working on our new book which is tentatively titled “What the Hell?” It is about aging disgracefully.  It was her idea and she’s busy painting little devils attacking little angels.

I was calling the book “Now, what?” but she said let’s just throw it all out there and call aging what it is – hell.   I’m not sure my Daddy will approve, but “What the Hell”? I’m sixty something and he’s ninety something and I doubt he can catch me to put me over his knee any longer.

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The time of our lives

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Lifetime friends from West Point High School had the time of their lives last night when they danced to the very same dance band they did 50 years ago.  No one broke a hip so far as I know and we juked on into the the wee hours (10 p.m. at least).

Then we moved the party to the Hampton Inn and ordered Pizza.  Does anything ever change very much if you grew up in West Point, Mississippi?   (Pictured above from left are longtime friends Carole Higgins Morton, Marie Portera, Norma Clark Atkins, Becky Cooper Angle, Elizabeth Randle Bounds, Beth Hooker Herron, and Linda Hazlewood.)

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Above members of the Torquays include Scott Murrah, Tinker Lautar, Jeff Florreich, Bob Marshall, Tom Seagrest, Eugene Bailey, and Susie Marshall.  To us, they were better than the Beatles.

 

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Quite possibly, the classes of 65 and 66 had the most fun.  Those were very good years.

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The occasion had a higher mission – to pay tribute to the late Gary Florreich, our classmate and lead singer for The Torquays, the band which provided the soundtrack of our formative years.   Gary died almost exactly a year ago and our gang headed for New Orleans before sundown.  Losing one of our own still stings.

Gary’s brother, Jeff, stood in for him last night and the rafters of Teen Town shook just like they did a half century ago.  It’s a miracle the building is still standing.

Plans are already underway to met again Memorial Day Weekend if we can stand to wait that long.  Special thanks to Bob and Susie Marshall and Tinker Lautar for their work in putting together the time of our lives.

Refusing to go quietly!

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Next week the class of 65 and all their friends will celebrate the life of one of our own and it won’t be one of those somber depressing affairs.

Gary Florreich (above right) died almost one year ago and the world is strangely quiet since he left..The memories are coming back by the truck load. The good looking guy on left is Scotty Murrah, Fluff’s brother.

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How’d you like a building named for you?

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“it isn’t every day you have a building named or you,” acknowledged Mississippi State University’s former president, Mack Portera.  He and his wife, Olivia, (my high school chum and blood sistah) were honored last week during an unveiling of the new sign for the Malcolm A. Portera High Performance Computing Center.  What a team!

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