Thursday, December 08, 2016

Treasure Island?

I started delivering "The Indianapolis News" in the Valley when I was ten.
Riding my bike down the hill toward Sutton's grocery meant I got introduced (outside of CG)  to Bill Frye, Steve Bray, Walt Karg, Diana Doty, Kenny Roach, Steve Witty, and Rick Perry.

I've had NO communciations with Rick Perry since we both graduated in '65.
But I'm reminded of him frequently these days while watching "The Curse of Oak Island" on "The History Channel".

Years ago Rick (1959?) had read an article in "Reader's Digest" about the search for Pirate treasure on a little island near Nova Scotia, Canada.
Something valuable was buried there. And it was valuable enough that those that buried it had actually booby-trapped the burial site to insure anyone trying to retrieve it would have a near impossible task.

The History Channel is now producing a show with a team spending MILLIONS to try to find out what is buried on the island. It's interesting, and I recommend it.

And I think of young Greybeard and Rick Perry, in the valley, every time I watch.

Friday, September 16, 2016

Great Memories

Have you ever experienced a moment where you wanted to stop time?
A time when things were so wonderful you thought to yourself, "If I could just freeze this moment and live this way the rest of my life, I'd be perfectly satisfied"?
I have.

It was some years ago, at Purple Tabby's Mother's home.
Jamie and Mike were playing for us.
A group of about twenty of us were gathered in the living room there, some sitting on the floor.
Classmates I had not seen since graduation were in attendance.
In that room, there was a warmth and LOVE that was palpable.

Tell me how to get back there.
But first, tell me how to stop time when we get there.

Monday, June 27, 2016

Test Post-

Just wanted to make sure this was still possible.
It IS.

Sunday, April 24, 2016


Is there NO ONE ELSE out there interested in helping to continue with "Vandy's Kids"?

Tuesday, January 20, 2015


PT needs to touch base with someone who knew Rocky S, our classmate that left CG when his Dad, the former "Mr. Basketball" took a job at Bean Blossom.
If you knew anything about Rocky, please contact her and share so she can include the information in our Fiftieth anniversary memory book.

Friday, August 22, 2014

16th Street?

I bought my first motorcycle at "Dreyer's Cycle Sales". I think it was on West 16th Street.
Just West of Dreyer's there was an oddity... "The Upside-Down House".
I never went through the place.
Now I wish I had.

Wednesday, April 09, 2014


I've watched this auction, with interest, for years.
We almost came to the auction in Indy last year, but life got in the way.
This year we're making plans ahead of time and hope other gearheads might be interested in meeting us to enjoy looking at cars and the folks that love them.
If you're interested, details are here.
Hope to see a bunch of you there.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014


Can you remember other brands?
I was watching a movie from the '50's the other night and one of the characters referred to "The Icebox", then walked over and opened the door to a contraption that looked like the one pictured above.
That tweaked another memory from when we were kids-
It seemed every summer we'd hear about some poor kid playing "Hide and Seek" who had found the PERFECT hiding spot-
In the old Icebox one of the neighbors had taken out back and abandoned there. They'd pull the door closed and the latch would latch, and then the victim would find there was no way to push the door open from the inside. When the child didn't show up for dinner, authorities would go looking, only to find the child had suffocated in the cramped, overheated space.

I can remember at least two kids dying from suffocation this way.
As I delivered "The Indianapolis News" on my route, I can remember reading the pleas from officials to disable the latches on these old machines if you had one outside on your property.

And of course, the reason our new "Iceboxes" have doors that seal magnetically is a direct result of these tragedies.
Thank God.

Can you think of any other scenarios like this that have improved our appliances/tools?

Monday, January 20, 2014

"Bust Your Buns", and a Plea For Memory Help:

I think this song was the impetus for many of us to try "sidewalk surfing".
We removed the steel wheels from a set of "clamp on your shoes" roller skates and attached them to a 1X6 board we had cut to about a twenty-four inch length.
Steel wheels on paved surfaces... little traction meant for a lot of slippin' and slidin' around.

Just North of "Walker's Department Store" there was this hill.
A couple of us dared one another to negotiate it.
At the time, it SEEMED frighteningly steep.
No helmets. No knee pads. No elbow pads. Nevertheless, we careened down this sucker on our boards.

The last time I was at a "Cruise Night" at "The Suds", I made sure to go by and have a look at this hill...
It IS steep, and we were CRAZY to go down it on those homebuilt hazards.
They now have several pipes embedded at the top to prohibit auto traffic from going down, but courageous, (or insane!) skateboarders could (and I bet still do) brave this incline. Of course, their boards are longer, have neoprene wheels, and are MUCH more controllable than our stupid contraptions.

It's been on my mind a lot lately, driving me crazy...
The guy I did virtually all my sidewalk surfing with was killed in the motorcycle accident on Hwy 135 in late summer of '64 that also killed Jimmy Mc.
Rick... (N?)

Help me.

Saturday, December 14, 2013


Ahhh, retirement.
Have you  joined us yet?
Most VK friends have either retired, are approaching retirement, or are pedaling fast as they can 'cause it's just around the corner.

It ain't quite what I thought it would be.
I already knew it wasn't gonna be like "Andy of Mayberry", with all the guys gathering down at Floyd's Barber Shop to share gossip about who was brewin' a batch of hooch out in the holler somewhere.
But I had no idea it was gonna turn out the way it has.

Sara Jean is wonderful about remembering to set up the coffee pot before we hit the sack at night.
We rise shortly after the sun comes up, let Lucy out to take care of business, and grab the morning newspaper. I open the blinds overlooking the Gulf, pour coffee for both of us, carry coffee and newspaper to my recliner, turn on my reading light, then sit back and enjoy the morning while reading how much politicians are improving my life.
Wind, sun, cloud types and thickness, moisture level...
All change the way the surf looks as it crashes ashore, so my view is different from one morning to the next... check that... from one MINUTE to the next.

We still have to "work"...
Part of that work is checking the Wednesday and Sunday papers for the latest, greatest deals.
Grocery stores and restaurants compete for our $$$$$. Where can we go to get the most for the least?
(Winn-Dixie runs a strange promotion here called "Fuel Perks". Using their "Rewards Card" you can buy certain items and get 5, 10, 20, or even 30 cents off per gallon of fuel, up to twenty gallons. When I go buy fuel this week I'll get a $1.80/per gallon discount!)

And then there's travel, and PLANNING to travel.
We drove to Arizona last month to visit Big Bubba and help him move into his new home.
Twenty-five hours on the road, followed by a week of unpacking boxes, hanging window coverings and towel racks, and fixing a now-and-then leaking commode.
We're planning a return trip for Christmas/New Year's and will stay two weeks, enjoying that warm, dry air. (Are ya ready Clint?)

I had a dream two nights ago...
In my dream I received a call and HAD to go back to work.
It disturbed me so much, I woke myself up to rid myself of it.

This ain't whittling in the city park with a bunch of friends...
It's better.
Back home, they're whittling in the snow.

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Karen (Scrivener) Harris

News this morning via Carol C. on Facebook that Karen Harris has passed.
Sadly, I've added her name to our memorial page.
Please share details as you hear 'em.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Richard Allanson

Dan Robbins emailed with the sad news that Richard Allanson died in October.
Richard was a tough competitor on the football team, respected and liked by all who played with him.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

El Futbol Es Un Juego MUY Importante!

We're in Gilbert, Arizona, seemingly surrounded by folks speaking Spanish.
Thanks to Mrs. Vandermeer, I still catch a word now and then.
Gracias, Mrs. V...
Even though I was "muy perezoso", you were

"muy simpatico", and I can still pick up a book, magazine, or newspaper written in Spanish and sorta figure out what is being said.

Friday, November 01, 2013

Rick Messick

It's being reported to me that Rick Messick has died in his sleep.
Loved by many, he'll be missed.
Updates appreciated when you get 'em.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013


When we were in seventh grade, one of our (female, obviously) classmates said:
"When we wear falsies, the guys don't know what they're up against."

That is BRILLIANT in more than a few ways.
(And WAY ahead of the time.)
But who said it?
(I won't say until someone comes up with the correct answer.)

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

"Ralph" Brewer, 1947- 2013

To our "Remembrance" page, I am today adding the name of James "Ralph" Brewer, class of 1965.

"Red on the Head"...
I'm sorry we didn't do that meeting we talked about and hoped for.
But you sure gave me a lifetime of memories.
Thanks pal.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Straight, No Chaser Again

I'm wondering how many other VK's might be interested in seeing these guys in concert? Guess I better look at their site for a schedule of appearances.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Glen T., a Vandy's Kid

That says a lot, but, there is so much more.  Son, Brother, Husband, Father to his family. To us, he will be remembered as a Friend, Student, Athlete, sometime prankster and fellow Classmate. We will not forget you, Glen.

For more info

Friday, September 06, 2013


"You're tuned to WIBCEE,
(for music and news).
Hey, hey, you're tuned to WIBCEE,
(for rhythm and blues).
Hey, hey, twenty-four

hours a day...
Gives you mo-ore,
hours of play!

Ten-seventy here on your dial makes Indianapolis smile!"

Another jingle permanently occupying space in my memory bank,
taking the place of information that could have made me a millionaire.

I guess WIBC no longer exists, right?

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

"50" Class Reunion

These are some of the posts on facebook.
We had a mini 1965 class reunion this past week end and had a fantastic time. We started discussing our "50" class reunion which will be in 2 years. We figured its going to take that long to put it together. So for all you Center Grove 1965 classmates, start planning now for our "50" Don't want any excuses for not attending with a 2 year notice.
David A. Read Alumni banquets are history; temporarily, I hope.
Having Helen and Leroy join us these last years has been a joy.
Having Tug and Marilyn come to Madison just reinforced my thoughts on the subject...
Yeah, "Class of '65" is great.
But CGHS folks are one
BIG family.
How 'bout let's make our BIG 50 party an inclusive affair?
Can we invite ALL our friends?
Rick L Daniel Both of you need to keep up the chatter. Maybe we can encourage some of the quiet members to participate. I remember alumni from '63 through '69 and would love to see some of them join us.
Suzan Hussung Omer Any idea what month this might take place?
Carol Crafton I am planning now......can you believe it'll be 50 whoa....
Karen Harris Looks like you all had a great time. Sure miss hosting the Harris Mini Reunions every year. Maybe we could plan one down here in FLORIDA. Don't know about a bon-fire but we could have a great time. Miss all of you.

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

Were You A Fan?

I certainly was.
Based at Ft. Knox, I listened to WAKY Radio out of Louisville every morning on my way to work and marveled at "The GREATEST Crime Fighter the World Has EVER Known..."
Great memories!

Here's the updated list for Madison fun:
Rick and Maggie.
Carol and Tracy.
Steve and Jeanie.
Mark G. and Robin.
Tug and Marilyn.
Steve and Cindy.
T.C. and Sharon.
Leroy and Helen.
Jane and Guy.
Dave J.
Linda (B.) K.
I hear Kathy R. and Max are considering joining us. If you have any sway, call and apply pressure immediately... Rooms are nearly gone.
See ya all in a week-and-a-half!

Sunday, July 28, 2013

From Danny K-

Since he told me to "... tell everyone hello", I'm gonna assume it's okay to post Dan's comment to me via email:

Thanks for keeping me in the loop but I'm working that weekend; I still have my "retirement" job with AirTran as a Flight Attendant; we are now AZ residents but keep a small apt in WI for work and visiting the kids and granddaughter; the free flights makes it nice traveling back and forth; I can't believe that in 2 years that it
will be our 50 year high school anniversary!! how did we get that old??
Hope all is well with you and tell everyone "HI" for me!

Dan K******

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Madison. AGAIN !

We're gonna do it again:
"The Riverboat Inn" in Madison, Indiana.
The dates- 23 and 24 August.
The phone number: 812 265-2361.
The website for more information:

Six rooms are available until 1 August. Tell 'em you're with the CGHS group.

Come. We had a BALL last time!

Tuesday, July 09, 2013

For DJ-

DJ and I were discussing a diet TwoDogs recommended to me some time ago.
Sara Jean and I used it a week ago. In that week I lost 10 pounds, she lost seven. We both lost weight on "The Atkins Diet" too, but while we were on that diet I had horrible cravings for mashed potatoes. Our experience on "The Sacred Heart Soup Diet" was different in that we had NO cravings at all.
We'll start it again tomorrow and I'll fill you in here on our results.
Want quick weight loss?
Ask Two Dogs, then click the link.
This one works.

Wednesday, May 01, 2013

Neva, Queen of the Valley

Have ya ever had someone prey on your mind, seemingly for no reason at all?
It happens frequently to me.
This morning I started thinking about her. She was a unique individual, unafraid to speak her mind, and willing to defend her thoughts if you disagreed with her.
Neva B., Mother of my good friend Steve and his older brother, Cecil.

She was married to Raymond.
Raymond was a man of few words.

I was never witness to a discussion between Raymond and Neva, but got the impression Raymond was happy with Neva running the show because she did it well.
I saw this family go through the stresses in life and stick together... like FAMILY.

When you'd walk into the room Neva would give you the once over...
She'd make comments on your shoes. Your hair. Where she had seen you earlier.
"I made my Red Velvet cake. Would you like some?"
(Her cake was moist, WONDERFUL. DON'T EVEN THINK about asking for the recipe!)

We've often discussed here how "The Valley" was extended family for many of us.
That certainly applied to Neva.
If you screwed up, Neva wasn't afraid to step up and let you know your behavior needed changing. And you knew you'd better show an attitude change quickly, 'cause Neva was also like a dog on a bone...
She was relentless.
Give up early and save yourself the harrassment, because she'd win in the long run, guaranteed.

She was irritating.
And we knew she loved us... all of us.

(I just remembered... she drove a stick-shift automobile, and went directly from 1st gear to 3rd, skipping 2nd EVERY TIME.)

Tell me Neva...
Why are you occupying my mind today?

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

And the beat goes on !

This little beauty is our new grandchild.  Samantha Lynn greeted us at 5:49 pm on Feb 17, 2013.  She weighed in at 8lbs. 5oz. and is 21.5 inches long.  Mother and Daughter are doing well.  Mother and Father are in awe of her and both are very excited to be first time parents.  For us, the joy of having a Grandchild is just beginning. 

Monday, February 18, 2013

Brahm's Lullaby!

We have a new member of the VK clan.
Eight pounds, 5 ounces.
Twenty one and a half inches.
Her name is Samantha.
Mom, baby, Dad, and Grandparents are all thrilled.

TwoDogs can fill you in with more info.

Wednesday, February 06, 2013

The 2 A.M. Crave

We stopped off and got a bunch of "Krystals" on the way to take Mom back to Pensacola last night. "Krystal" is the South's version of "White Castle", but I actually like 'em better...
The burgers are a little bigger, the taste is slightly milder, and the buns are like cake. Mmmmmmmmmmm.
But EVERY SINGLE TIME I go to either White Castle or Krystal the memory returns...

Fifty years ago or so, we got a crave in the wee hours of the morning. I've found ya either love 'em or hate 'em...
Sliders, belly bombers, Whitey one bites, call 'em what you want, who hasn't had a contest to see who could eat the most of 'em?
My memory is the restaurant was on Madison Avenue. TPO, Hawkeye, Bones, and me joined the line of cravers waiting to order burgers.
I was first in line. The pleasantly inebriated black man next to me turned, nodded and smiled.

"Can I take your order?"
She was probably 27 or so... an older(!), but attractive woman.
Her name tag said "Betty", and on the tag beneath her name it said "Manager".
"Betty Manager, meet TPO" I said with a smile, gesturing to my friend next in line behind me.
Betty manager had heard it all...
Drunks, stupid, testosterone-packed near-teens... Nothing fazed her at 2 A.M..
She smiled, looked deep into my eyes and said something romantic like, "$2.75 please."
But my new, lubricated black friend had enjoyed my joke, and felt that kinship with the rest of us you often feel while standing in line at White Castle. He turned to me, smiling, and broke into song...
"La dee dah dah dee. La dee dah dah die."

Then he said, "I wrote that, ya know?
"Oh, REALLY?" I responded.
"Yeah, they were having trouble finding words to fill space in the song so they called me. I wrote that part."

It works perfectly there.
So remember whenever you hear that song, a guy in Indianapolis played an integral part in its success.
And never ignore those standing next to you in line at White Castle or Krystal...
It's entirely possible you're standing next to genius.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Patsy's Mom-

I'm hearing Patsy's Mother is ill.
I'll try to get others to come and comment.
Stand by.