Saturday, September 30, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 85 (Eulogy)

Sometimes a person needs to hear the life story of another more than they need food, water, or shelter to sustain their being.  In our moment of acute grief, Teresa’s story is one of those stories that bring us hope, courage and wisdom that will sustain us in our future lives.

Faith, Family, Friends in that order were what was most important to Teresa Elizabeth Scott, our beloved matriarch of the Scott Family.

Teresa was a devout Catholic who lived her religion.   She epitomized what it means to be a Christian.   She loved her family, she was devoted to her friends, and she was accepting of all.   Teresa always found the good in people and she could turn something that might not be positive into a lesson on God’s will.  

She said her daily rosary and novenas with devotion.   Whenever anyone in the family or any friends were in a situation where they needed a prayer said, Teresa was just a phone call away. Not only did she pray for intentions, she also said her prayers of thanksgiving.

I had the privilege of growing up at 858 14th St., the home where Teresa was born in 1922 and that she dearly loved.   We lived with our grandmother, Katie Scott, until her death in 1957, our Uncle Johnny, my mom and Teresa.

Teresa’s greatest joy occurred in 1955.   There was a family who went to St. Luke’s, our local parish.   The father was stationed in the Army at Fort Huachuca but they lived in Douglas.   His wife was pregnant and there were complications.   She died soon after the birth of their daughter on January 31, 1955.   Because the family knew our parish priest, Father McGovern, the father found out that Teresa wanted to adopt this little baby girl.  He had four older children and knew that he could not take care of a premature baby.   Several families wanted to adopt her, but he chose Teresa.   Teresa believed it was because of all of her prayers, especially to St. Jude, Patron Saint of the Impossible.

Teresa and our grandmother were in Phoenix at a retreat when word came that she would get the baby.  It was unheard of in those days for a single woman to be able to adopt a child.   My mother was in Douglas and went up to Bisbee to see the judge.    The judge said that there would be no problems at all since it was a direct relinquishment.     So Teresa was able to adopt Judith Marie Scott and she was named Judith because of St. Jude.

I was in kindergarten that year and I will never forget how excited I was to have a “little sister.”  Because Judy was premature, she didn’t get to come home until March 8.   I could hardly wait to get home that day to hold her.

Teresa once told me that after she got Judy, she was worried about whether she could do this.  So the day she picked Judy up, they went directly to church for a little bit.   And she said that was all she needed to know all would be fine.    That speaks volumes about her faith. 

Growing up the way we did was unconventional for the 50’s, but I believe that we had a wonderful childhood filled with love.  A very special person to our family was “our Mary.”   Our grandfather hired her in 1946 and she helped raise Judy and I and took care of many of the cousins and my own kids through the years.   Although she worked for our family, she was a part of our family until her death in 2008.  Our cousins came to visit often and many spent their summers in Douglas at 858.  I remember all of us standing in line to get the first tortilla that she made.

Most of our vacations were spent with the cousins through the years. Either we went to visit them or they came to Douglas.     Teresa loved all of her nieces and nephews and she would be so proud to see how many of you are here today.

Teresa worked for the City of Douglas Water Department for over 40 years.    She was the office manager for many years.   After her retirement in 1982, she started a bookkeeping and payroll business at the house.   She had several clients who paid her, but she did the books and  payroll  for the Catholic parishes, Loretto School and St. Vincent de Paul gratis.  It was something she felt very strongly about giving back to what was important to her.  I do remember my mom grumbling just a little bit about couldn’t they at least donate a ream of paper?

She loved to play bridge and always had a bridge club or game to go to at least once a week.   She was also very active in Beta Sigma Phi where she had many friends and we had so many family oriented events through the years.

Both my mom and Teresa had many friends through the years who were like family.  I know some of the members of those families are here today.  Thank you for being with us to celebrate her wonderful life.  

One of my favorite memories was a group of their friends.   They called themselves the “old bags”    They celebrated each others’ birthdays and always had a gag gift to give—always the same one, just rewrapped.  

There isn’t enough time to talk about her almost 95 years on this earth in a short amount of time.   When someone dies, people always tell the good about them and that is the way it should be.  However, in Teresa’s case, she was truly one of the best people around.  She was a kind and gentle spirit.

I know how difficult it was for her to be the last one left of all of her siblings. The only one left is her sister-in-law, Mary Scott.  I remember their many conversations when I was living in Douglas.   They spoke on the phone often. 

She also survived all of her longtime friends.   Of course, she made new and younger ones and she valued them so much.   

In 2010, I had the honor to move back to Douglas and live with her for five years.    We had a great time those years and I have to say she was a super roommate.  

As I have mentioned several times earlier, Teresa was a kind and gentle soul.    However, she did like to have fun and whenever I invited her to a happy hour, she was ready to go! 

One of my favorite stories was when I first moved back to Douglas.   She played bridge every Friday afternoon with three dear friends.   I never knew what time she would get home.  It depended on how long the game lasted and how much fun they were having.  One Friday night, it was around 6 and already dark.  I got a call from her and she asked if I could please come and pick her up as they had been having a few cocktails and she didn’t want to  drive.   So I went and picked  up  our almost 90 year old aunt and the next day, we went back to get her car!!   I have had many laughs over that through the years.

The other story that I love was one day we needed some work done in the yard or someplace at the house.    I asked a couple of the maintenance guys  from the school district if they would go over after work and fix whatever needed to be fixed.   When  I got home and she wasn’t in the house.  So I went to the backyard and there was Teresa and the guys sitting at the patio table drinking a beer together.   When they finished the job, she offered them a beer and of course had one with them.  That was when I  had first became the Douglas superintendent!!  

One of the hardest days when we were in Douglas was the day she decided to give up driving.  Judy and I had talked quite a bit about it because we felt it wasn’t safe anymore.   However, Douglas is a small town and she  was only driving to church, the beauty parlor and to bridge and all were within several blocks of the house.    She would come home with dents that she didn’t know how they happened.   Apparently, a lot of people were running into her car and denting it.   Finally, Judy convinced her and she decided it was time.   So much of driving is tied into independence and this was one more step towards losing that dependence.   Although I was very glad that she wasn’t driving anymore, it was still a sad day.     But we made it just fine!!

When I retired in 2015, she knew that she could not live alone anymore.   She knew that she had to move to the valley and stay with Judy or me.   That last month that we were there, she cried every day and it broke my heart.

The first year she was with us, she did great.     She enjoyed coming to all of the parties and events that  I had and always wanted to go to a teacher happy hour.   Everyone loved her and loved her spunk.

Up until June of a year ago, she was fairly good but that is when the decline started for her mentally.   This past year was very difficult to watch this vibrant, sharp woman decline.    We had her at our house for about six months and Judy took her in February and took wonderful care of her.  

I love children’s literature and Teresa often read this book with me when I was in Douglas.   It is entitled “The Last Dance” by my favorite author, Carmen Agra Deedy.  In the story, the grandfather tells his grandchildren that every human being has the right to three things in life:

To Dance.   The great thing in life is not so much to dance well, but whether one is willing to dance at all.

To Sing, even if you sings off-key.    The crow has as much right to a voice as the nightingale.

To Tell Stories.   Those we love are never really gone as long as their stories are told.

Teresa’s stories will live on through Judy and Ken.   Ken was so kind to her during the time she was here.   Both of them took such good care of her.  Judy devoted four months to her care and we know how difficult that was.  They will live on through her grandson,  Ryan and his son Colton.   Teresa loved to have Ryan visit and to get to hold Colton when he was a baby and see him as a toddler.  I will never forget the day that Judy and Ken found out they were getting to adopt Ryan.  I was at school and got the call from Teresa.  She was so excited and couldn’t wait to get to see her first grandchild.    And they will live on in her granddaughter, Kayla.

They will live on with me and with my children, Kerri and Patrick.  We spent many summers in Douglas when they were young and she was another grandmother to them.  Both Kerri and Patrick were wonderful to Teresa always, but especially when my mom was sick.   They made sure she made it back and forth to Douglas to meet the payroll for her business.   And they will live on through her great nephew, Cameron.     The bond that those two had was something I have never seen the likes of before.   His devotion to her and hers to him was so touching. He was always there to help her in any way and would sit next to her and hold her hand.

And they will live on with all of her nieces and nephews and their children.    She loved each one of you and was so proud of each of you. Judy and I thank you for the many visits through the years and recently and the times when she was honored at family weddings as the matriarch.    She loved that.

And her stories will also live on in the many lives of our friends that she touched.   She was a wonderful example of growing old and still being kind, caring and fun loving. 

One of the many talks we had through the years was how much our family get togethers meant to her.   She made me promise that when she was gone, that we would always continue to be the Scott Family from Douglas, Arizona and celebrate the good times with each other.   Since I made that promise to her, I think I made it in behalf of all of us.    Let’s not forget what has made our family so strong and so incredible.

And so our dear Teresa, we will all miss you so much, but we know how blessed we have been to have you in our lives for so many years.  We hope that what would have been your 95th birthday tomorrow is filled with a celebration with all of your family and friends who have gone before you.

It is only fitting that I end this with an Irish blessing.  Our beloved Aunt Teresa, 

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind be always at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face;

The rains fall soft upon your fields;

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

Friday, September 29, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 84 (Teresa's Obituary)

As I was going back through posts, I realized that I had not ever  posted her obituary.   We had bookmarks made for the family.   Here is what I said at both services.


Teresa Elizabeth Scott, the matriarch of our large Irish/Catholic family,  passed on the evening of July 2, 2017 just shy of her 95th birthday..    Teresa was born on July 30, 1922 in the house she lived in until just before her death.   She was born at 858 14th St in Douglas, Arizona to Edward and Katherine Scott.  

Teresa lived a wonderful life.   In 1955, Teresa adopted a baby girl.   In those days, it was almost unheard of for a single woman to adopt a child.   Teresa had an incredible faith and prayed daily.    She named her beloved daughter, Judith Marie, after St. Jude, Patron Saint of the impossible.

She lived in the house she was born in with her sister, Margaret Shannon, and her brother, John Scott.   Both preceded her in death.    Together they all raised Judy and Margaret’s daughter, Sheila Shannon Rogers.

Teresa attended Loretto School for first through eleventh grade, when Loretto High closed.    She graduated from St. Mary’s High School in Phoenix.

She worked for the City of Douglas Water Department for over 40 years.   When she retired, she opened her own business doing bookkeeping and payroll.   She had several clients, but only a few who paid.   She lovingly did all of the books  and payroll for Loretto Catholic School,  St. Luke’s Church, and St.  Vincent de  Paul without pay.  

In 1994, Teresa was  honored as the Citizen of the Year for the City of Douglas.

Teresa was a devout Catholic whose religion was extremely important to her.   She was a founding member of St. Luke’s Catholic Parish.   She was also an active member of Beta Sigma Phi and a avid bridge player.

Teresa leaves behind her daughter, Judy Scott Engel, who took loving care of her the past several months.   She also leaves her son-in-law, Ken Engel, grandson, Ryan Engel, granddaughter, Kayla Engel, and her great grandson, Colton Engel, Ryan’s son.   In addition she leaves behind her sister Margaret’s family, Sheila Rogers, Kerri Rogers, Patrick Rogers and her great nephew, Cameron Rogers.   She is also survived by many nieces and nephews whom she adored.    Family was so important to her.

She was proceeded in death by her parents and all of her siblings.   They were John Scott, Matthew Scott, Dorothy Park, Thomas Scott, Margaret Shannon, and William Scott.

Funeral Mass will at St. Mary’s Basilica on July 29 at 10:00 a.m.    Burial will be at Calvary Cemetery in Douglas.   There will be a Mass in her honor at St. Luke’s in Douglas on August 5 at 10:30 a.m.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Hospice of the Valley or St. Vincent de Paul.   

Teresa’s kind heart and gentle spirit will be deeply missed by those who knew and loved her.

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Some Very Sad News Today (94 Days Post below)

I received some very sad news this morning.   Carol, my secretary in Douglas, let me know that Chuck Hoyack passed away this morning.   Chuck was the Board President when I was hired in Douglas.   During the tough times in Douglas, Chuck was always so kind to me and always very supportive.

I love the whole Hoyack family.   Alvina, his wife, is an incredible lady.   Casey and Patrick, his sons are both awesome  young men.   When Teresa died and we asked them if they would be the altar boys although they are both grown and of course they agreed to be the altar boys!   That meant a lot to me!

Casey is currently teaching at Douglas High School and Patrick just started at Cochise College.    He and I communicate regularly as he would send me updates on his dad and his own battle with thyroid cancer.  He recently asked me for my opinion on something that he was writing a paper on for one of his classes at Cochise College.  I am going to post a very touching video about Patrick at the end of this.  Both these young men hold and will always hold a very special place in my heart!

About an hour ago,  I received a phone call from Patrick.  He wanted me to know about his dad.   We talked for about 20 minutes and I told him how much I cared about his dad and his whole family.   I am glad I will be in Douglas for the next two weeks so that I can attend the services.    

The picture below is from last May.  Patrick and his mom came over one of the nights that we had the Gilbert and Douglas kids in the backyard.

Here is a post that I did when I was in Douglas.  I told the boys about this recently and they didn't know it.   I still have this compass and it means a lot to me.

For some reason, I haven't been keeping up with my blog writing like I have in the past. I think I may have a bit of a "writer's block." However, this has even carried over into my love of reading. I haven't read for awhile until this afternoon. Although I am busy, I don't think that is the reason. Maybe the quiet afternoon today without having to go to the valley, Tucson, or any place else and the time I spent actually reading a new book, will help to unlock whatever has kept me from this blog. I hope so, because I miss reading and I miss writing.

I have actually been thinking about writing about this gift for some time now. Maybe trying to make sure that I impart what I want to say has been formulating in my mind and how I will be able to get it down into words...................

Just before Christmas, I went to lunch with our Governing Board President. He was instrumental in me being named the Superintendent of Schools down here. His term of office was up the first of January. He had been an invaluable support for my first six months on the job.

He had a gift bag to give me with some words of wisdom behind the gift. He told me that it was not an expensive gift, but it came with a lot of meaning. So I opened it and found a hunter's compass. Mr. H. is a hunter and he told me that he believes that not only does one need a compass when out in the wilderness, but also in our daily lives.

He said that he has always found that you need to know what direction you are going in and then forge ahead in that direction without deviating. He wanted me to have this gift to help me when times are tough and decisions have to be made.

I was very touched with this gift for many reasons. I know that people in a position of leadership must have a sense of what direction they need to be headed in. John Maxwell said that "A Leader is one who knows the way, goes the way, and shows the way." I absolutely agree with that quote. I also believe that includes the courage to especially "go" the way.

I have thought of this gift over the last few months, but more importantly, I have thought about the words that went along with it.

There have already been many, many decisions that have had to be made--some minor, but many of them have been major. Although I have had to make decisions in my life and career in the past, none have had the potential to impact so many people like they do now.

I have also thought about his words about seeing the direction where you are headed and not deviating from that direction. While I agree with him on this, I also feel that sometimes a detour must be taken in order to get to the final destination. That detour might take me off course for a time, but I also think it provides me time to "see other sights" along the way.

I will always cherish the gift of this compass and the words that went along with the gift. I hope that I will always have the wisdom to know that I am headed in the right direction and the courage to make sure that I follow that path--even with a detour here and there!!

"God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, Courage to change the things I can, And wisdom to know the difference."

Here the link to the story about Patrick.  It is worth the watch.

Douglas Player Fighting Cancer Inspires Team & Entire Cochise County:

94 Years Remembered in 94 Day--Post 83 (Sister Ann Patrice)

Last Saturday I received an email that meant a whole lot to me.   It was from Sister Ann Patrice who was my principal at Loretto School in Douglas.  I have kept in touch with her through the years.  At my age, to still have a teacher or a principal still around is amazing.    Especially one who meant so much to me.   I loved her then and I love her now.   She is an Adrian (Michigan) Dominican and is in their retirement home in Michigan.   Here is what the email said:

Dear Sheila,

After so many years Teresa has gone to her eternal home.You were very faithful to her. I am sorry for you but happy for her. It’s what we live our whole lives to receive.

I was grateful to receive the word about Teresa. Actually the last couple of weeks have been a little rough on my system; in fact ‘d be glad to trade a couple of my parts for new models. Maybe it’s a new medication the doctor has prescribed.  I‘ve been around a long time so we’ll
see  what God has planned.

How are you doing these days? I hope your life is settled into a peaceful rhythm. You’ve had a lot of changes. You are in my prayers. Please share my sympathy with Judy.

Love and prayers,
S. Ann Patrice

I responded back to her immediately about how much her email and words mean to me.   When I first went to Douglas, she sent me a beautiful email and I did a post on it then.  She talked about how important working with children on the border is and how much she loved her time in Douglas.    

Here is what she wrote then:

Dear Sheila,

Art Atonna and Jerry Reidy very kindly let me know about your new position in Douglas Public Schools.

Congratulations on your new appointment! I am confident that you will fulfill this new challenge with wisdom, courage, and grace. Your generosity in leaving what I understand to be a comfortable and secure position to accept one that will have unique challenges, confirms in my mind that you have what it takes to make a difference in the lives of our children and families on the border. Most of all, your faith will be your firm foundation. God's children--and we all are that--deserve caring and effective leadership, which I know you will exhibit. I still have very fond memories of Loretto and the people of Douglas.

Sheila, I promise my prayers for you. Moreover, I will place your name in the Book of Intentions in St. Catherine Chapel here at our Adrian Dominican motherhouse. Please give my love to your family and save lots for you.

Peace, love and prayers,
S. Ann Patrice Remkus OP
This email came right after I moved to Douglas in 2010.

In this post I also want to share something that happened when Bishop Kicanus came to Douglas.  At the time he was the Bishop of the Diocese of Tucson.   He is truly a humanitarian and I love this story, as did Teresa.

This is what I posted in August, 2010:

Last week, my assistant superintendent and I went to the funeral of the husband of one of our district teachers. As we were driving down 15th Street, we passed St. Luke's Church which is the parish that our family has belonged to for over 55 years. The pastor was walking out with two other men. Bonnie, my assistant, said that one of the men was the Bishop of the Diocese of Tucson. She had met him when he came down to say the Funeral Mass for Rob Krentz, the rancher who was murdered down here last spring. The funeral mass was at the Douglas High School Gym and Bonnie was the principal of the high school at the time. We pulled over and went to talk to Bishop Kicanas and Father Gilbert. The Bishop remembered Bonnie. He was down here for the opening and dedication of an abused women's shelter that was just built here in Douglas.

So we took him and Father Gilbert on a tour of Douglas High School. The kids were so excited to see him and to see Bonnie. Staff members came up and introduced themselves. We went to a couple of classes and the high school students were incredible. We went to a culinary arts class and the Bishop told the students that he is a vegan and asked if they knew what that meant. They did. Right after that, we went to the special ed class with the more involved students. They also do some work with the culinary arts class. Several of the students knew Father Gilbert and were excited to see him. The kids were also glad to meet the Bishop. One student who had been drooling came over to say hi. His teacher wiped his mouth with a cloth and the Bishop walked over to him and shook his hand and talked to him!!

Needless to say, I was "blown away" by the whole experience. I called my Phoenix cousins to tell them about this and of course, called Teresa.

Today when I got to my office I had a card in my mail. It said,  

"Sheila, thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to give me a chance to visit Douglas High School. Economic challenges have made your important job even more difficult. Our community needs strong educational leadership. Thanks for your service." Gerald Kicanas.

I feel so blessed to know both of these religious leaders and know their compassion and humility.   

Sister Ann Patrice will ALWAYS hold a special place in my heart. 


Wednesday, September 27, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 82 (Dancing at the Group Home)

When Teresa went to the group home in November, 2016, I was so sad.  It was such a difficult day.   She had lived with us from June through late November.  

Judy and I found this wonderful group home.  Kathy and Joel could not have been kinder, more accommodating and wonderful.   

Kathy sent me this video one night and it touched my heart.    It is so cute.    

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 81 (Living (in a) History Museum

Here is another post from 2010 that I think speaks volumes about the house.

Over the last few months of living here in Douglas, I have talked and written about how nice the slower pace of life has been for me. As is with so many things, a lot of things are good about life being slower. However, there are always a few glitches to the good stuff!!! Getting things done takes just a tad bit longer here.......

My grandparents bought the house here at 858 14th St. in 1918. It was built in 1915 and the story is that my grandfather watched it being built and told my grandmother that he would love to buy the house and would if it ever was
sold. My mom was just a baby when they moved in and Teresa was born in the dining room in 1922. So the house is 95 years old and our family has lived in it continuously for the past 92 years! This would be amazing anywhere, but is particularly hard to imagine in Arizona.

The weather in Douglas is very different than th
e valley. Although it does get hot in the summer, it cools off at night. We have always had a cooler in the hall between the upstairs and downstairs and it works very well for most days in the summer. The cooler had to have a board put over it so that the cold air couldn't come in!! The winter brings freezing temperatures at night, but the days are really nice. This past week, temperatures have been very cold during the night. It has been 27 to 30 degrees every morning for the past week. Even the pugs have needed the electric blanket!
There hasn't been a heater upstairs for quite some time because no one slept upstairs. Since I came, Teresa decided to order a heater. Getting it ordered and installed has taken a bit of time. As I said, things move much slower down here. Thankfully, I have had an electric blanket upstairs because it has really been cold. Whe
n I got home today, the heater had finally been installed. I will be able to get ready upstairs tomorrow morning!
When the bathroom had a leak earlier in the fall, i
t took about two and a half weeks to get a new toilet....... Sometimes I feel as though I am camping!!!!

The downstairs is heated by a furnace in the floor between the living room and the dining room plus a wall heater in the bathroom. In a discussion with Teresa
earlier, she told me that the furnace was installed in 1945. It is the same furnace today!!!
And probably the best story of living in an old house........ When I had the little problem with the bed in the space that it barely fit and I had it moved.......well, it has felt like it has been on a slant ever since. So I asked Teresa to ask Eddie when he came to finish the heater to check the bed and see if it maybe wasn't on the frame just right. It was, but guess what???? Yes, it is true....The floor has moved over the years and is not even!!! Hopefully, I can put a blanket or something between the mattress and box springs so that it will be even!!!

So as I enjoy the slower pace of life, I also
have also reflected on such a different way of life without central heating and cooling, etc. I have been able to laugh (sort of) without a bathroom for a few weeks and needing to have an electric blanket to stay warm!! I have to say that it continues to be a wonderful experience and I feel blessed (and thankful) to be back here. 858 14th Street is just a house, but it is truly a HOME to me, to my kids, and to many of the other members of the extended Scott Family.

Ninety two continuous years is an amazing statistic!!!

Monday, September 25, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 80-A Nostalgic Look at DHS Graduates

This is from a previous post that I did in 2010.

A few weeks ago, I brought home a notebook from my office that came from Douglas High School. In it are the lists of every student who has graduated from Douglas High School since 1906 until 2010. It listed the names and the date of the graduation. As I looked through it, I recognized so many names of people I knew and people that I had heard of since early childhood.

Teresa spent a couple of hours going through it and talking about different people and how she knew them. It was really cool to hear some of the
stories. She called her friend, Eleanor, and told her that she had found Eleanor's mother's name--I believe in the class of 1912. She and Eleanor chatted and reminisced for a bit.

It was fun looking back at my class and the names of all of the people that I graduated with. Judy's name was there, along with saying that she was t
he Senior Class President. I saw names of so many friends from Douglas--Tom and Sandra, Cornella, Dennis and Jerry, Lorie and Art.....I thought about how I could put some of these as a blog entry and finally figured out how to put some of these lists on my blog.

So I am dedicating this blog (never done a blog dedication before) to Tom and Sandra, Cornella, Dennis, and Jerry, my Phoenix Scott C
ousins, my San Francisco Scott Cousins, and my Sacramento Park Cousins!!

If you are from Douglas, see if you recognize a name or t
Anderson, Helen
Baldridge, William
Bates, Evelyn
Beecroft, Lela
Benson, John
Benson, Mary
Bollweg, Henry
Brown, Louise
Cansler, Kathryn
Cox, Marion
Dailey, Mildred
Dent, James
Dietrick, Nellie Alma
Edwards, Elizabeth
Good, Joe
Flores, Ysaias
Foreman, Mildred
Frost, Sara
Glenn, Harriet
Greene, William
Hanigan, Edna
Hanigan, Ruth
Hood, Billy
Hurley, Lenes
Ilitzky, Lillian
Islava, Rodolfo
Jacks, Mildred
Johnson, Jack
Jones, Jessie
Kirby, Edith
Kirby, Florence
Krentz, Bertha
Laux, Raymond
Littell, Robert
Marchling, Henry
Magee, Joseph
Meloy, William
Mitchell, Mary
McCord, Willierose
McCoy, Grace
McGee, Scottie
Nemeck, Raymond
Olson, Mary
Perrin, Lyman
Powles, Earl
Rettig, Margery
Speer, Ruth
Rork, Charles
Rork, James
Sanders, Tom
Sohlotzhauer, Elbert
Scott, Matthew
Smith, Dorothy
Stillman, Rowena
Tetley, Jack
Thompson, Alice
Titus, Lucile
Welch, Ruth
Witte, Georgia
May 23, 1924

Alexander, Thelma
Appel, Fred
Arnout, Sara
Arnold, M.J.
Bryan, Bessie
Buckles, Glendora
Cooper, Jack
Cutler, Russell
Dawson, Ethel
Denno, Ray
Dicus, Eunice
Elvey, Henrietta
Finnicum, Lola
Foss, Ted
Garcia, Edelmira
Gillespie, Ella May
Gibbs, Laura
Gmahling, Cecillia
Hale, Katie
Herring, Norman
Hiatt, Everett
Good, Billy
Houck, Dorothy
Huish, Helena
Houle, Louise
Jenkins, Billy Glee
Lamar, Esther
Lemons, Inez
Mann, Jennie
Mason, Mabel J.
Matson, Daniel
Miescher, Emma L.
Miescher, Verna
Morrisey, Joe
Nelson, Leo
Parker, Fern
Parrott, Ira Belle
Patterson, Robert
Perry, Elwood
Pettit, Ira
Rahl, Frances
Reay, Herbert
Reid, Virginia
Reidy, Cornelius
Sanchez, Manuel
Sanders, Eula
Scott, Marvin
Sears, Agnes
Semolich, Dorothy
Sherman, Jack
Sperry, Helen
Squires, Ada
Stevens, William
Stewart, Lillie
Street, Robert
Tetley, Edward
Travis, Blanche
Wallace, Ruth
May 22, 1925
Adams, Margaret
Beard, Kathleen
Bennett, Frances
Beecroft, Dora
Blum, Edith
Borcherding, Henry
Bryce, Bessie
Burnett, Cora
Burton, Louise
Bush, Charles
Cary, Douglas
Causey, Joseph
Cavin, Nathan
Chapman, Neva
Colvin, Alice
Colvin, George T.
Dillman, Ralph
Dixon, James
Donohue, Ruth
Evans, Jack
Fain Thelma
Fish, Franklin
Gilmet, Amelia
Granger, Oscar
Grantham, Robert
Harding, Emily
Harding, Harry
Hasty, Haden
Haynie, Amelia
Herbert, Elmo
Herbolich, Annie
Hopkins, Ina
Hudzietz, Archie
Huish, Charles
Johnson, Mary Louise
Jones, Elizabeth
Jones, Fred
Karrh, Marion
Klingensmith, Barbara
Levy, Alfred
Magana, Hermogenes
Maiden, Aileen
McGuire, James
Miller, Isabel
Moore, Bernice
Moore, Sidney
Morris, Paul
Naught, Rollyson
Neers, Jane
Nemick, Frances
Parra, Juana
Phillips, David
Pratt, Glenn
Ratliff, Agnes
Rice, Elmo
Rivera, Bertha
Roark, Elizabeth
Ruiz, Enrique
Ryder, Sarah
Schlotzhauer, Wesley
Schwamm, Alice
Seeley, Richard
Shotwell, Louis
Sparr, Margaret
Vickers, Lessie
Whitehead, Bert
Woods, Ted
Wright, Douglas
May 27, 1927
Anderson, Mildred Cantwinwine, Dorothy
Arevalo, Virginia
Arthur, Eleanor
Bebb, Glenn
Benson, James
Beumler, Elizabeth
Blalock, Ione
Bohenhammer, Lee
Branham, Ryan
Brown, Edwin
Cary, Clinton
Causey, Paul
Colvin, Margaret
Cummins, Frank
Cummins, Lola
Decker, Lydia
Franklin, William
Gooding, Margorie
Grosso, Rosie
Guevara, Jesus
Harding, Billy
Harris, Marguerite
Herbert, Sylvia
Hiatt, Thelma
Hood, Allan
Huish, Genevieve
Jacks, Frances
Johnson, Theoda
Jones, Carl
Karrh, Paul
Kelley, Dorothy
Massey, Marion
Maxon, Louis
McCord, Emmett
Miller, Leslie
Nalley, Leonard
Patterson, Nettie Mae
Park, Edwin
Paxton, Katherine
Peryam, William
Piper, Elizabeth
Prescott, Arthur
Reay, James
Ruiz, Eloisa
Samuels, Lena
Sanchez, Leandro
Sanders, Elgin
Sanders, Frank
Sanders, Louise
Scott, Virginia
Semolich, Mary Ellen
Slaughter, John
Valdez, Edmundo
Young, Harry
Wetzel, Phillip (61) May 25, 1928
Amador, Rosemary
Anderson, Winifred
Andrews, Gay
Ayers, Fern
Baker, Annabell
Camarena, Damaris
Churchyard, Ada
Clancy, Barbara
Coen, Kenneth
Conrey, Jacqueline
Cota, Pablo
Cota, Gemma
DeLucas, Norman
Diaz, Alexander
Diaz, Raymond
Downey, Patricia
Durazo, Mona
Elias, Armando
Elias, Celida
Fields, Richard
Fierros, Mario
Ferguson, Raymond
Frost, Anne
Gibbons, Bobbie Jean
Gobble, Carol
Grisham, Jefferson
Gutierrez, Jesusita
Hagaman, Harry
Hall, Claude
Haight, Jack
Harvey, Louise
Hartman, John W.
Harper, Joie
Haymore, Donna
Hickcox, Edward
Hicks, Flora Dell
Huber, Leona
Huish, Glen
Hunt, Lynn
Koontz, Verna V.
Lambert, Patricia
Lewis, Lisbeth
Lillywhilte, Velda
Martin, Ramona
Melon, Mary
Miller, Allene
Moore, Bertha
Moorland, Colleen
Moorhead, Norma
Morales, Laura
Nalley, Ethel
Nelson, Esther
Otis, Glendora
Ortiz, Sarah
Pinedo, Carmen
Paque, Robert
Pendleton, Edwin
Pinedo, Rose
Pinedo, Sam
Portzline, Ethel
Rich, Frances
Rivera, Maria
Rhodes, Kenneth
Runcell, Olive
Rubalcava, George
Ruterman, Mildred
Scott, Billy
Seale, Fern
Simon, Elizabeth
Simon, Georgiana
Smith, Shirley
Smith, Walter
Soto, Albert
Thomasson, Bennie
Walley, Olga
Woodword, Ed
Beecroft, Charles
Negri, Albert
Smith, Howard R.
May 24, 1946
What a trip down memory lane!!