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Editor:Tommy Towery                                                     http://www.leestraveller.com
Class of 1964                           Page Hits This Issue     e-mail ttowery@memphis.edu
Adivsory Board: Barbara Wilkerson Donnelly, George Lehman Williams, Patsy Hughes Oldroyd
Contributors: The Members of Lee High School Classes of 64-65-66 and Others
Catoosa, GA. - I was surprised to find that the Guard training site at Catoosa actually had a wireless network, allowing me to get on the web after the training. Today we started off with a 2.5 mile march at 6 am, followed by a full day of land navigation through the woods (probably another three or four miles) and then a simulated rescue from a simulated home struck by a tornado.

I'm pleased to report that this week we went over the 150,000 web hit mark. Thanks to all of you for your support.

Please include your class year with your e-mails.
T. Tommy
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Glenn James, Class of '65 - The only memory I have of the downtown Dunnavat's is it was where I had to go to get my Boy Scout and Explorer uniforms. The area where they had the uniforms was upstairs over in a very dark crowded corner. I think I remember them having a pneumatic tube thingee that took your money and sales slip off to some secret place, then your change and the sales slip would come shooting out of the tube to the sales lady that had waited on you. There were no cash registers used like we see today. And they had the creaky floors as the other stores downtown had. The building has been remodeled into an office complex now, some of the original facade remains.
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Escoe German Beatty, Class of '65 - I'm not sure which two other memories you are thinking about but one of the coolest thing I remember was the mezzanine that was virtually a balcony overlooking the ground floor.  The next memory was the elevator with the ever present attendant.  Going to Dunnavant's was always special because it was a bit expensive ... there was not as much 'spendable cash' around in those days as our society sees now (even in a recession!).  Another shop I used to love to go into was the Town and Country Shoppe.  They had wedding gowns and fancy dresses.  The ladies that worked there tolerated little girls 'just looking' but were not always happy to see us.  Another isolated memory was going to the... was it  Rexall Drugs (??) across from the Lyric.and wanting desperately to buy the beautiful little bottles of "Evening In Paris" perfume.  Another thing that  Mc Clellans  had in addition to the soda fountain with BIG ice cream cones was the spinning ceiling fans.  Rose Jewelry and the Jewel Box were also favorite day dreaming spots.  One last memory was of the guys that sat on the sidewalk usually with a questionable bandage on their head and a tin cup in hand.  By the way, did anyone else besides me get on the city bus and ride the whole route just to see where it went?

Tommy.. keep us remembering it is so much fun to go back to those innocent and care free days but, it is bittersweet to know that it can't be enjoyed ever again except in the corners of our minds.
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Editor's Note: It took three of you to come up with the three things I remembered about Dunnavant's. They were the elevator and elevator operator, the pneumatic money change machine, and the Boy Scout Department. Thanks.
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Carolyn Taylor, Class of '64 - I think the biggest thing I remember about Dunnavant's is you got to put your feet in this big x-ray machine to see how the shoes fit.  I think we use to put our feet in there even though we weren't buying shoes.
Also, Dunnavant's had a water fountain in the store.
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Don Blaise, Class of '64 - One of my fondest memories of the Dunavant’s department store was my mother taking me and my brothers there at least once a year to buy our shoes. Do you remember the Buster Brown brand? The most interesting part of buying shoes there was the machine they had that you could put your foot in with the new shoe on to make sure it was fitting properly. From what I can remember it used x-ray technology. This was obviously before anyone really knew much about the potential harm of being x-rayed too much.

Can you imagine a store doing that today?
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Myra Mullins Jackson, Class of '66 - The photo of the old Dunnavant's building brings back memories of the shoe department. My mother used to go and buy me shoes there. What I remember, more than anything, was that there was this machine that you put your feet in and it showed an ex ray of your feet. You stood and put your feet in two slots and looked down thru lenses and could actually see the bones in your feet. Guess they didn't know about the dangers of ex ray then!
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Subject:The YMCA
Susan Sims
Class of '65

Well, at the end of this epistle, I do hope you won’t regret asking the question about the Greene Street YMCA.

First of all, I have a confession to make . . . I’ve never remembered that the YMCA was on Greene Street.  But then, I’ve never known street names in Huntsville.  It was always . . . “next door to Dunnavant’s; across the street from the Lyric; on the North side of the square” kind of thing for me!!

Like many kids, I learned to swim at the Y.  I was also part of Tri-Hi-Y (for the girls); it was Hi-Y for the boys -a type of service organization.

But the greater impact has been that since 1971, save but for 5 years, the YMCA has been my career.  Somebody once said, “Find a job you love and you’ll never have to work a day in your life”.  And, for me, truer words were never spoken. 

And, in a sense, I’ve seen it all.  I started at the YMCA in Birmingham, went to a regional office in Atlanta, then to the National Headquarters in Chicago.  But for the last twenty-one years, my efforts have been with the Armed Services YMCA . . . a part of the YMCA that not too many folks know about.  This wing of the YMCA began in 1861 as the U.S. Christian Commission when 5,000 volunteers came together to support the soldiers of the Civil War.  Our “mascot” has been a coffee wagon – a mule drawn “Starbucks on wheels” that delivered coffee, tea and hot cocoa to the soldiers on the battlefield.  The coffee wagon was also present at the surrender at Appomattox, Virginia.

On a more personal note, I have the YMCA songbook my father was given when he was in France in World War I (1917).  When he came back he went to college on a YMCA scholarship (forerunner of the GI bill) and organized the student YMCA at the small college he went to in Fayetteville – Bryson College (Bryson later merged with Erskine College in South Carolina).  I guess my blood runs red, white and YMCA.

The YMCA was the lead agency in forming the USO in 1941.  Other agencies included:  Salvation Army, Traveler’s  Aid, Jewish Welfare Board, Catholic Charities, and the YWCA.  The USO was granted a separate charter in 1977 when the YMCA decided to focus efforts on the emerging need of support to military families – an element growing quickly because of the all volunteer military system that had replaced the draft.

I often tease my USO friends that they’re the show horse and the YMCA is the work horse.

2011 will mark the 150th Anniversary of YMCA support of the military and their families.  We plan to kick that celebration off next year when the YMCA General Assembly meets in Salt Lake City.  Over 8,000 YMCA staff and volunteers from around the world will converge for three days of renewal and celebration.  It’s always quite a sight!!

I’m very proud of what the Armed Services YMCA does in support of our country’s military families.  These families serve with distinction and honor and need our support.

To learn more, visit

www.asymca.org

O.K., I’ll shut up!
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Dirt Roads
by Paul Harvey

What's mainly wrong with society today is that too many Dirt Roads have been paved.

There's not a problem in America today, crime, drugs, education, divorce, delinquency that wouldn't be remedied, if we just had more Dirt Roads, because Dirt Roads give character.

People that live at the end of Dirt Roads learn early on that life is a bumpy ride.

That it can jar you right down to your teeth sometimes, but it's worth it, if at the end is home...a loving spouse, happy kids and a dog.


We wouldn't have near the trouble with our educational system if our kids got their exercise walking a Dirt Road with other kids, from whom they learn how to get along.

There was less crime in our streets before they were paved.

Criminals didn't walk two dusty miles to rob or rape, if they knew they'd be welcomed by 5 barking dogs and a double barrel shotgun.

And there were no drive by shootings.

Our values were better when our roads were worse!

People did not worship their cars more than their kids, and motorists were more courteous, they didn't tailgate by riding the bumper or the guy in front would choke you with dust & bust your windshield with rocks.

Dirt Roads taught patience.

Dirt Roads were environmentally friendly, you didn't hop in your car for a quart of milk you walked to the barn for your milk.

For your mail, you walked to the mail box.

What if it rained and the Dirt Road got washed out? That was the best part, then you stayed home and had some family time, roasted marshmallows and popped popcorn and pony rode on Daddy's shoulders and learned how to make prettier quilts than anybody.

At the end of Dirt Roads, you soon learned that bad words tasted like soap.

Most paved roads lead to trouble, Dirt Roads more likely lead to a fishing creek or a swimming hole.

At the end of a Dirt Road, the only time we even locked our car was in August, because if we didn't some neighbor would fill it with too much zucchini.

At the end of a Dirt Road, there was always extra springtime income, from when city dudes would get stuck, you'd have to hitch up a team and pull them out.

Usually you got a dollar...always you got a new friend...at the end of a Dirt Road!
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Subject:Last Week's Issue
Skip Cook
Class of '64

This week's issue was stellar!!!  Greg Dixon, Craig Bannecke and Rainer Klauss' stories about the old "Y" really brought back some good memories.  Remembering the "nekid" swimming at the "Y" made me laugh at the misfortune of one of the swimming group.  Since TVA supplied "cheap" electricity to Huntsville, electric strip heaters were in every house in Lakewood.  As I recall, the heaters had a grid over the front to keep one out of the actual heating element that glowed red hot.  The grid was a checker board pattern and made of wire.  Those little heaters released so much heat that it felt really good to back up to one on cold winter morning.  You had to be careful to stay just the right distance away from the heater or you'd burn your clothes...if you were wearing any.  One of our swimming buddies showed up at the "Y" for lessons with an absolutely perfect "tic tac toe" pattern on his right buttock.  When questioned about what had happen he replied that he had backed into the heater at his house after taking a bath.  I wonder if he was marked for life?

The second memory that was prompted by Craig's recollection of the offical weigh-in for 105 lb YMCA football is closer to home.  The coaches for Lakewood were T.J. Bell and Jim Harris' dad were our coaches.  They were great coaches, taught discipline, and believed in playing hard.  I have very fond memories of both of them.  Weigh-in was a big deal.  If you didn't make weigh-in, you wouldn't play.  The scales used were the balance beam type that we are all familar with from trips to the doctor as a child.  There would be a line of kids in their tighty whitey underwear ready to step on the scales when their name was called.  When they stepped on the scales, all eyes were on the weight bar.  If the weight was going to be close, one of the coaches would stand behind the player and give just enough of an "uplift" on those tighty whities to ensure that the players weight was just under.
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Subject:Lakewood Lake and Cemetery
Glenn James
Class of '65

After reading Dale Meyer's "You Can Go Back" article, I wanted to let everyone that grew up in Lakewood know the lake and the "Harris Family" cemetery are still where they have always been. The cemetery is at the top of the hill on Timbercrest Drive and the lake is down the hill behind the cemetery. The lake is on private property, but you can see the cemetery from the street. We have lived next to the cemetery for the past 30 years. While we lived there we tried to maintain the cemetery as much as we could. As far as I know the last known relative of the Harris Family passed away about three years ago. The Daughters of the American Revolution placed a plaque honoring Richard Harris, the revolutionary soldier, about six years ago.
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Subject:Memories of Woolworth's
Carole Bradshaw Choomack
Class of ‘65

I have enjoyed reading the postings of our memories of the five and dime stores in the Huntsville of the ‘50’s and ‘60’s. I am amazed at how well some of our classmates remember! Maybe as my short-term memory continues to fade some of those old memories will come back – you think?

One of my favorite memories of those times and places is riding the city bus from the corner in front of Rison Elementary to town on a Saturday afternoon with Judy Hubbard. We would eat lunch at Woolworth’s, usually a grilled cheese sandwich and a coke, and then go to the movie. If we had any extra money we’d pick up a tube of “Persian Melon” lipstick. (At least I think that was the name of our favorite color). We would have been 12 or 13 – on our own – no parents or kid brothers or sisters. It was great fun and a great memory.

Our lunches ended when the lunch counters shut down to avoid integration – not such a pleasant memory. The good old days weren’t always so good.

Thanks for your web page – it’s a lot of fun.
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Subject:Old Huntsville
Paula Kephart 
Class of '65

Dianne is correct about everything closing down on Wednesday afternoons.  My Dad had a downtown business and he came home every afternoon; if there was a good movie on, when I was very young he would take me to see them.  Bambi and Song of the South stand out in my mind.  It was a special time we shared and I am so glad because he died when I was only 23.

As for the dime stores, I don't remember any elevators, but seems like one had steps on the right side toward the back if one was facing the store.

Grant's was a treat--after we went to the Sat morning double features at the Lyric theater, if I had enough money saved up I could go to Grant's and get a cheeseburger which I thought was delicious, but if not enough money, Krystal, it was.  As most of you can guess, I ate far more Krystals than Grant's cheeseburgers.  Was a wonderful time to grow up.
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Recently I asked you about dances at this place, but now I am looking for memories of other events that took place here. Earlier we talked about what happened on Wednesday nights, but we've added a lot of readers since then, so we open the question back up. What did happen on Wednesday nights and do you have any memories of that night or other nights that might be included in the book we're working on?
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