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(This page revised 2/10/2013)  More information has been added!

A quick update:  Classmate Steve Oberndorfer passed away on January 23, 2013.  Steve is survived by his brother Michael, other family and friends.

Please send us some of your great memories for the rest of us to enjoy! Just send them to cr8events@aol.com.

Thanks! We are waiting to reminisce with you!

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NOW FOR MEMORIES FROM LIFE!

My mother taught me:

TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE!   "If you're going to kill each other, do it outside.I   just finished cleaning."

My mother taught me about RELIGION!  "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL!                           "If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week."

My mother taught me LOGIC!"Because I said so, that's why."

My mother taught me MORE LOGIC!   "If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

My mother taught me FORESIGHT!   "Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

My mother taught me IRONY!   "Stop crying, or I'll give you something to cry about."

CAN'T YOU JUST HEAR THESE WORDS IN YOUR 

MOTHER'S VOICE IN YOUR HEAD!

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS!  "Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

My mother taught me about CONTORTION-ISM!   "Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck."

My mother taught me about STAMINA!   "You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

My mother taught me about WEATHER!   "This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY!   "If I told you once, I've told you a million times.   Don't Exaggerate."

My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE!   "I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION!  "Stop acting like your father."

My mother taught me about ENVY!   "There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION!   "Just wait until we get home."

My mother taught me about RECEIVING!   "You are going to get it when you get home."

My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE!   "If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way."

My mother taught me ESP!   "Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold."

My mother taught me HUMOR!   "When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT!   "If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

My mother taught me GENETICS!   "You're just like your father."

My mother taught me about my ROOTS!   "Shut the door behind you.  Do you think you were born in a barn?"

My mother taught me WISDOM!   "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

My mother taught me about JUSTICE!   "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you.

Only you folks my age understand these profound statements!!!  But, there is one missing from this list -- My personal all time favorite!

My mother taught me about CHOICE!  "Do you want me to stop this car?" 

I'm betting that some of you have used these yourselves!

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I was in the 'Six Item Express' lane at the supermarket, quietly fuming. Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-outline pushing a cart piled high with groceries.

Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward, looked into the cart and asked sweetly, "So - which six items would you like to buy?"

  

Wouldn't it be great if that happened more often? 

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Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbor and his wife were told there would be a 45-minute wait for a table.

"Young man, we're both 90 years old," the husband said, "We may not have 45 minutes." They were seated immediately.

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The reason Politicians try so hard to get re-elected is that they would "hate" to have to make a living under the laws they've passed.

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Thought for the day: At the root of every grey hair lies a dead brain cell!

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All eyes were on the radiant bride as her father escorted her down the aisle. They reached the altar and the waiting groom, the bride kissed her father   and placed something in his hand.

The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter. Even the priest smiled broadly.

As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back his credit card.

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Women and cats will do as they please;

and men and dogs should relax

and get used to the idea.

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Three friends from the local congregation were asked, "When you're in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?"

Artie said, "I would like them to say I was a wonderful husband, a fine spiritual leader, and a great family man."

Eugene commented, "I would like them to say I was a wonderful teacher and servant of God who made a huge difference in people's lives."

Al said, "I'd like them to say, 'Look, he's moving!'"

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"Doctor, my wife is unfaithful to me.

Every evening, she goes to Larry's bar and

picks up men. In fact, she sleeps with anybody

who asks her! I'm going crazy.

What do you think I should do?"

"Relax," says the Doctor, "take a deep breath and

calm down. Now, tell me, exactly where is Larry's bar?"

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A man goes to see the Rabbi.

"Rabbi, something terrible is happening and

I have to talk to you about it."

The Rabbi asked, "What's wrong?"

The man replied, "My wife is poisoning me."

The Rabbi, very surprised by this, asks,

"How can that be?" The man then pleads,

"I'm telling you, I'm certain she's poisoning me,

what should I do?"

The Rabbi then offers, "Tell you what.

Let me talk to her, I'll see what I can find

out and I'll let you know."

A week later the Rabbi calls the man and says,

"I spoke to her on the phone for three hours..

You want my advice?

The man said, "Yes;" and the Rabbi replied,

"Take the poison."

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Age shall not weary us....

I pointed to two old drunks across the bar from us

and told my mate: "That'll be us in ten years”

He said: “ That’s a mirror, you idiot”

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IT'S THE DOOR --- WHO KNEW?

From the Sept. Edition of Reader's Digest:

"Ever walk into a room with some purpose in mind, only to completely
Forget what that purpose was? Turns out, doors themselves are to blame
For these strange memory lapses.
 
Psychologists at the University of Notre Dame have discovered that passing
Through a doorway triggers what's known as an event boundary in the mind,
Separating one set of thoughts and memories from the next.
 
Your brain files away the thoughts you had in the previous room and prepares a
Blank slate for the new locale."

It's not aging, it's the door! Whew! Thank goodness for studies!
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We have all bought corn from a farmer or in the grocery with the husk and silk attached and realize we need to remove as much as we can before cooking, right? Well this gentleman in this video will show us an easier and less time consuming method and all we need to remember is 8 being eight minutes!! This is really cool and I hope you too enjoy this video. From Lee Bahr

 

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"RETARDED" GRANDPARENTS

Written by a third grader , on what his grandparents do.

After Christmas , a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:

We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house , but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida.

Now they live in a tin box that has wheels, but its strapped to the ground. They ride around on their bicycles , and wear name tags , because they don't know who they are anymore.

They go to a building called a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now, they do exercises there , but they don't do them very well. There is a swimming pool too, but they all just jump up and down in it with hats on.

At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts.

Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every night - early birds. Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck.

My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and , says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too.

When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.

PRICELESS

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Here's a great photo of those Classmates who attended the 50th Reunion in 2007 --- 

  See anyone you recognize?  

Check out the Reunion Photos page on this web site.

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It's Not What You Gather, But What You Scatter That Tells What Kind Of Life You Have Lived ! 

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Have you always wondered what the

Wisconsin Longitudinal Study

conducted by the University of Wisconsin, Madison

  from 1957 is all about?  Maybe this article appearing in the Journal/Sentinel in December, 2010!

We have become known as the "Happy Days" generation!
 

Several students from the SHS Class of '57 have been involved in this study done by the University of Wisconsin since we graduated!  This recap shows the trends of education, family life, health, and offspring over the past 55 years.  This information is used in producing surveys, comparable studies and comparisons showing behaviors in certain age brackets.  When an article is written showing behaviors of seniors (also known as "seasoned" citizens) the writer often uses statistics from this Study as a comparison.

Now the Class of '57 is being surveyed to see how we are handling the second "Great Depression!"

"Survey maps the life of a generation"

Hope you enjoyed this update on the 

Wisconsin Longitudinal Study of the Class of '57

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You Need to be from Wisconsin to Appreciate This: 

The year is 2016 and the United States has just elected the first woman president, who happens to be from Wisconsin .  A few days after the election the president-elect, whose name is Susan, calls her Father and says, 'So, Dad, I assume you will be coming to my inauguration?'

'I don't think so.  It's an 18 hour drive."

'Don't worry about it Dad, I'll send Air Force One.  And a limousine will pick you up at your door.'

'I don't know.  Everybody will be so fancy.  What would your mother wear?'

Oh Dad," replies Susan, 'I'll make sure she has a wonderful gown custom-made by the best designer in Washington ..'

'Honey,' Dad complains, 'you know I can't eat those rich foods you eat.' Do they serve tap beer ????

The President-to-be responds, 'Don't worry Dad.  The entire affair will be handled by the best caterer in Washington , I'll ensure your meals are salt

free.  You and mom just have to be there.'

So Dad reluctantly agrees and on January 20, 2017, Susan is being sworn in as President of the United  States .  In the front row sits the new president's Dad and Mom.  Dad noticing the senator sitting next to him leans over and whispers, 'You see that woman over there with her hand on the Bible, becoming President of the United States .'

The Senator whispers back, 'You bet I do.'

Dad says proudly, "Her brother played football for the Green Bay Packers."

 Proudly shared by Fred Bloom from sunny Florida, but still a Packer fan!

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REMEMBERING

Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot, 

Before the days of Dylan, or the dawn of Camelot. There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me, For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born, Where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was porn. We learned to gut a muffler, we washed our hair at dawn, We spread our crinolines to dry in circles on the lawn.. We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince, And Eddie Fisher married Liz , and no one's seen him since. We danced to 'Little Darlin,' and sang to 'Stagger Lee' And cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me, Me. Only girls wore earrings then, and 3 was one too many, And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney. And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see A boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me, Me. We fell for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice, And when they made a movie, they never made it twice.. We didn't have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three, Or Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made Me, Me. Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp, And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a chimp. We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T, 
And Oprah couldn't talk yet, in the Land That Made Me, Me. 
We had our share of heroes, we never thought they'd go, 
At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe. 

For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be, 
And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

We'd never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead, 
And Airplanes weren't named Jefferson , and Zeppelins were not Led. 

And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees, 
Madonna was Mary in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

We'd never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars, 
And babies might be bottle-fed, but they were not grown in jars. 

And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and 'gay' meant fancy-free, 
And dorms were never co-ed in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

We hadn't seen enough of jets to talk about the lag, 
And microchips were what was left at the bottom of the bag. 

And hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came from a flea, 
And rocket ships were fiction in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

Buicks came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks, 
And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks. 

And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts below the knee, 
And Castro came to power near the Land That Made Me, Me. 

We had no Crest with fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues, 
We had no patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea 
Or prime-time ads for those dysfunctions in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

There were no golden arches, no Perrier to chill, 
And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not called Bill.. 

And middle-aged was 35 and old was fifty-three, 
And ancient were our parents in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

But all things have a season, or so we've heard them say, 
And now instead of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A. 
They send us invitations to join AARP, 
We've come a long way, baby, from the Land That Made Me, Me. 

So now we face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans, 
And wonder why they're using smaller print in magazines.. 
And we tell our children's children of the way it used to be, 
Long ago and far away in the Land That Made Me, Me. 

If you didn't grow up in the fifties, 
you missed the greatest time in history. 
Hope you enjoyed this read as much as I did. 

Courtesy of Jock Sutherland  Dated:(1/2012)

Jock passed away on September 14, 2012

(two weeks before the Reunion)

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In Memoriam

With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person, which almost went unnoticed last week. Larry LaPrise, the man who wrote "The Hokey Pokey", died peacefully at age 93. The most traumatic part for his family was getting him into the coffin. They put his left leg in. And then the trouble started.