Monday, June 27, 2016

55 year Class Reunion of Callaway (Nebraska) Class of 1961

82º with a feel like of 92º at 4:00 pm on Monday

We stopped in Lincoln, Ne about 4 pm yesterday and had visit with my brother Roger and his wife Carolyn.  They fixed some hamburgers and brats on the grill.


Got our trailer backed into the spot in front of the shed just at dark.




Saturday we attended the 55th Class Reunion of Callaway (Nebraska) High School class of 1961.

In photo at right - back row: Lee Ann Nansel Young, Carol Farmer Dennis, Marci Uhlig Wahlgren, Karen Leibhart Dodge, Linda Whaley Taylor, Nancy Cantrell Willis, Gaylene Hoffman Rudy, Mary Lynn Bridges Griffith.
Front row:  Craig Meads, Albert (Bud) Wise, Bob Lewis, Lynn Miles, Phillip Lord.


We had watched the Pioneer Picnic Parade and then gone back to the Senior Center for our gathering.
 Were surprised that Bob Lewis, from Portland, Maine, attended.  He had not been to any reunions since the one in 1966.  I had sent him the book of classmate stories and addresses; don't know if that had anything with him coming.  He visited with his sister and brother here.


 Sisters Bernita and Gaylene.









Lots of visiting and many from other grades in school stopped in for a bit of it.  We finally hustled out just before 6 pm because that was when the banquet at the High School started.



At the banquet and the All-School-Reunion program afterwards I got to meet Stan Boyer, now from South Carolina, who grew up just a couple miles from where I grew up in Custer County, Nebraska back in the 1940's and 1950's.



 Sunday morning we were up early and 2 miles south and west of Callaway for the Trail Ride.  The starting point was only a few miles from where I was born 73 years ago.  6 tractors pulled some pretty good sized low boy trailers that had bales of straw on them for seating.



 We went about 2 hours slowly over the prairie grass and hills with a lot of twisting and turning.  Quite a few were on horses riding along,, ahead or behind us.


Bit old cottonwood tree.






 Went by a couple tanks of water.



Pivot irrigation system working in the early morning, let us see bit of a rainbow against it down in the valley.


 Finally reached a hilltop where members of the Seven Valleys Rodeo were preparing scrambled eggs, sausages, biscuits and gravy with juice or coffee.  They had prepared more than the crowd, so seconds were offered.






Elmo Witthuhn, class of 1946, (89 years old) was having a bit of trouble sitting on the straw and asked if we could support each other on the way back from breakfast.  We went only about a mile or so and then were on the paved Cozad Road and then probably 5 miles back to where we had left our vehicles.


Lots more pictures to post, but I will make it in a new blog later tonight or tomorrow.

Later, Lynn

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