High School Group

I started a High school discussion group in 2001. This is a group for 1971 graduates of Bishop Byrne High School in Memphis TN. It actually exceeded my expectations as a list/group.

My goal was to give former classmates a chance to keep in touch with one/another. Presently 38 of the 164 graduates are online with the group.

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/BBHS_1971_Cliq/

Someone posted that an alum lived near the late and had just bought the house 2 months ago. Well now it is in a flooded area.

I also tried to gather photos and store them on the group, so if someone needed a picture for a web page, the photo of the school or church would be avaliable.

Here is another picture of our home

Here is another picture of our home . In the picture, you will notice our outdoor neighborhood dog, Summer. She watches over us. She is a wonderful loving dog.

My name is Peanut! I am a Double Dapple Dachshund!

I just tricked Buster to leave the computer and now I can post.

I am Peanut. I am a Double Dapple Dachshund with 6 differnt colors in my coat. My People call me Mini Me and my big brother Buster Dr. Evil.
We look so much alike that he uses the Austin Powers movie characters to describe us.

As you can see, I love to chew. I love taking chews from Buster and getting him to chase me.

Life is good her at home. They feed us well and give us things like toys and chews. I am only 15 pounds and my brother Buster is 45 pounds. but we still rough play each other and play tug.

Hello its me Buster

My main people leader, Fred stepped out, so I thought I'd write to the people on the blog.

Life is good! He feeds me 2-3 times a day and gives me lots of chews and toys! People in the neighborhood stop by to pet me and sneak me a treat. In short, Life is Good!

I am a Bassett/Beagle mix and my people call me a Ba-gle. I have lived with my people since July 2004. The give me lots of love and walks. You know, I really love to walk. I like food and chews as well. They give me plenty of both. I do have to share some with my little Dachshund brother, Peanut. He really is sneaky. he takes my chews and runs with them. I chase him, but he hides under things I can't get to.

Oops, some one is coming, I got to go.

Your friend, Buster

My home

Here is a picture of my new home. We moved October 31 2004 after 18 years living in another house.

The house is much larger than our old house and the yard is much smaller than the fomer yard of 1 acre.

We (Annette and I) fell blessed to have the opportunity to purchase such a wonderful house.

A Sense of Humor

Sometimes I feel the world is too serious. I get this feeling when I say something funny (of course in my personal acerbic humor method), and the person reacts as if it is a super serious statement.

Years ago comedian Steve Allan's son (a medical doctor) gave a counseling presentation on the theraputic value of humor in healing and therapy. It seems that people who laugh heal better (medically) and have better mental health.

I personally think if we laughed and smiled 5 minutes a day we would add 10 years to our lives. Of course we would but a doctor, pharmasutical company and a therapist out of work with such improvement to health.........

In addition, If we took just 5 minutes a day to pray, I think our spiritual well being would be healed as well. I am working very hard to regain my strength in prayer. As many of you know, I have candidly said in sharing prayer has become (for me) more difficult to focus on as I get older. I am trying my best to overcome this lack of focus.

Apparently I don't look "Catholic"

I was talking to an instructor working in the advising center about the mass she assisted with the music. Then another instructor I have known for 22 years says "Gee I didn't know you were Catholic"!?!?! He then proceeds to ask if I knew the late Fr. Wiggs (I did from the boy scouts) from Humboldt.

I get it all the time: "Gee, I didn't know you are Catholic" , You sure don't act Catholic". I even ge the "gee, I thought you were Southern Baptist" comment.

I think it (the comments) all originates from the likelyhood that I might be one of the few Catholics encountered by some in West Tennessee.

Did I miss out on the the membership card to carry or special mark or "look" in my 12 years of K-12 Catholic education? Didn't someone give me the right password or handshake to use in public? Do I look that natural out of tie and uniform? I admit, I graduated from HS over 30 years ago, I guess I lost the "look".

I live in rural West Tennessee (Jackson TN) , and usually there are not many catholics, but in our first house, we were next door to catholic families. In fact there were 4 Catholic families in a row next door to each other. It was all done randomly, and we bumped into each other at mass at one happenschance sunday.

Yes, I AM A Professional Rasslin fan

One thing I have not mentioned (in past posts) about myself is that I am a rabid Professional Wrestling fan.

I just got tickets to the RAW show in Jackson TN on September 3rd. A friend, his daughter, and I plan to attend. My friend's daughter will have a sign. I hope to be able to take pictures to post.

Now I know what you are thinking, how is it that a Professional (and Licensed) Therapist with training in REBT and Reality Therapy can possibly watch wrestling? Well wrestling has always appeared to be a form of theraputic psychodrama to me.

I started watching wrestling at my grandmother's house I guess as a 4 year old toddler in 1957-58. I remember dad coming over and having to calm her down from getting upset over the matches. I have been a fan since that day!

In a point of trivia, one of the Memphis promoters (from the 60's) attended my home parish (St Paul Church) in Memphis.

I want to correct the universal notion of spelling. in Tennessee, wrestling is spelled 'Rasslin!

Well, I did it, I made annette ride in my 89 POS Hoopty

I pulled the Ole Hoopy out yesterday and I shamed Annette by making her ride in the 89 Buick POS.

It actually worked great, if you ignore the stalling out at the light. It ran fine going from Jackson to Memphis.

Well all I can say is, its paid for. The New Honda will take a couple of years to pay off.

After sitting in the garage 6 months, Ole Hoopty works!

My wife gave me the edict: " you cant use the new car (2005 Civic) for hauling things". "The dogs cannot go in the new car"!

SO knowing this edict, I went out to the garage and started Ole Hoopty up this morning. Ole Hoopty has been in the garage since November. Annette did not want the neighbors to see the car! This is the (she calls) shameful car that Annette will not ride in with me! It is a 1989 Buick SkyHawk Station wagon. Buick made very few Skyhawks. It is like a Cavalier with an extra long bumper. It has a piece of crap paint job, but HEY, the beauty is it is paid for!

It is actually a very well made car. It is one of the last "under the shade tree repairable cars" made. Surprisingly it has a great 4 cylinder fuel injected engine. It has only a 113,000 real miles! And for a 16 year old car that is pretty good.

I really don't see why my wife hates it! it drives great! Oh sure it reves up a little and looks like crap. I prefer to call it having a "seasoned look".

Well I didn't get to the St pat's Picnic in McEwen TN for the second straight year

Well I didn't get to the St pat's Picnic in McEwen TN for the second straight year, but I did spend saturday July 30th, 2005 buying a car.

I got a 2005 silver Honda Civic.

Funny if I had bought a car a year ago, I would've bought a bigger car. BUT now that gas is up to 2.20 a gallon...It made the Civic a logical choice with 30 MPG in the city and 40 MPG on the highway. I should save 35% on my gas bill!

I guess I'll have to pull out the old old clunker, my (1989) Buick SkyHawk to do the routine things around the house.