The girls of West Point High School (class of ‘65) gathered today as we do each Christmas to play a little dirty Santa and officially kick off the holiday season. I still call us “girls” because that’s what we feel like when we’re together (social security notwithstanding).
At left Ann Edwards Gatlin and Barbara Norris Bryan did a little friendly fighting over their favorite ornaments. Neither was dirty enough to steal anyone’s favorite.
An added bonus was a short course in holiday decorating by our hostess, Ruthie Stafford Weathers, a florist in one of her previous
The movie, “The Big Chill” seemed hauntingly real as friends dating back to 1954 gathered yesterday to bury one of our own.
Gary Florreich (1947-2013) was one of the chief reasons our class has remained closer than many blood siblings through the years.
Gary’s upbeat send-off would have pleased him. It featured some of the music he loved most and sang the best. As our little band of devoted classmates filed into the funeral home side by side, the tune “Stand By Me” was playing. Of course, we lost our composure – even the guys. Continue reading
Gary Florreich, our beloved “flo-mop” (we called him that as children because we couldn’t pronounce Florreich) departed the world yesterday, and it was way too soon. The entire West Point High School Class of ‘65 will be grieving for a long, long time. ( Above from left Scott Murrah and Gary perform at one of our many class reunions.)
Sometimes I want to kick myself. Today I got a chance to tour what I consider one of the most beautiful old homes in my hometown. I passed that house, what…maybe 6,000 times during my youth and 5,000 times since then. I never noticed the “for sale” sign in the yard if there ever was one.
I once thought that the girls of the Class of ‘65 of West Point High School were endowed with the best of everything – sense of humor, talent, looks – you name it, we had it all. (Well, remember, we are delusional.).
Marie, at left, and Norma standing at right (my fellow 65ers) and I were joined by younger classmates today including, from left on the sofa Liz Campbell, Betsy McGlohn, Susan Rogers, Elizabeth Randle, Betty Sugg, Ellen “Tansy” Sugg and Mary Carr McGlohn. Kneeling at left was our host, Judy Murphy Staggers, who made this long overdue reunion possible. You will note she is the youngest in the group and the only one kneeling because the rest of us couldn’t get back up.
We had the most fabulous meal and she is sending recipes. Her homemade garlic cheese biscuits…..oh my gosh! (Linda Young and I were missing from the photo- probably because we were out back smoking cigars and playing poker.)