Blog 110 Don’t Get Around Much Any More…

Don’t Get Around Much Any More…

Have you noticed these blog titles lately? Time on My Hands, As Time Goes By, Don’t Get Around Much Anymore? The Corona virus will eventually run its course, but while hunkered down at home, there is pause to ruminate on times long past. Here is old Willie singing Don’t Get Around Much Any More:

This version is from a Willie Nelson album, Stardust, in which he sings the old standards, including Stardust, September Song, Georgia On My Mind and others. Great album, both because of Willie singing them but because of the songs themselves.

Moving along…Are most of you familiar with Jim Lehrer? He was on public radio for years and moderated 12-15 presidential debates. He was so highly respected. Were you aware that Jim is a Jeff grad, class of ’52? I dug out the 1952 Monticello yearbook to see whether I recognized him smf did not. Not knowing him is my loss, and yours if you also were not acquainted with Jim. His activities included Hi-Y (Pres), Scribblers, Hayne, and Student Council.

From there
I thumbed through the 1952 annual and came across the sophomore class officers for our class of 1954. What struck me is how skinny everyone was in 1952especially the guys. If you want to see Betty Davis, Susan Crawford, Ann Hundley, Nancy Jones, and Bettye Sue Conrad
in penny loafers and bobby sox, look on page 61. Harry Jones
was class presi
dent, and Bobby Tate
and Skipper Quick
were first and second vice presidents. I wonder what their function actually was. Any idea? Bill Hundley
was chaplain—I suppose he usurped Paul Medley, who was the chaplain whom I remember. To round out the cast of officers, we had Billy Dube, Jack Davis,
and Harvey Clouser. It is a real eye-opener to see how young we all looked in 1952.

Now and then…We all remember the days of World War II, when most everything was rationed. There was the black market, but for the most part, my naïve belief is that most everyone played the game honestly and we all suffered together. To conserve gasoline, my dad walked several miles to work each day, even in the fierce summer heat. Compare that today, when most in our nation who have never experienced severe hardship rush out to stock up on months and months of supplies. I did need to make a run to the grocers yesterday for a missing ingredient for the evening meal and was amazed to see so many of the shelves next to empty. Any war time memories out there?

More photos…Last time I posted a variety of photos, which resulted in zero comments. I will include a few more this time.

Mid-termers who came to Jeff in January 1951. Four photos.

4 thoughts on “Blog 110 Don’t Get Around Much Any More…

  1. Laura Brusenhan

    Jim Lehrer was a personal friend of Harrys and mine. When he came to town for the Book and Author Luncheon we were invited to pick him up at the private hanger at our air port and enjoy a small private breakfast honoring him before the benefit luncheon which we did . Jim and Harry graduated together.

    He was a really nice and modest person.

    Laura Brusenhan

    Sent from my iPhone


  2. Jeanine

    I think we have a group of very good looking 1954 graduates. I can’t imagine why we would be called “ELDERLY” Rationing, I remember sugar being rationed. My dad loved sugar so we always had plenty. I think he traded eggs or chickens that he raised for the sugar stamps. I have a War Ration Book that belonged to my great aunt but I do not know how to interpret it. Now, you said that we were skinny. Oh my, yes we were. We didn’t eat like folks do today and we walked. I walked about 4 miles a day to and from Jeff. My waist was 18 inches and I have proof. I still have the hand tooled belt that Gene Muenzler made me. Today….well, we won’t go into that. A question for all….does anyone remember the name of the band that played at almost all of our formal dances? I love the songs you mentioned and know that those were some of the songs that were played at our dances. Such sweet memories.
    Thanks again for keeping us together. To all…….STAYSAFE!


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