Albert, remember that blue 50 Olds? Damn we were crazy. Fast car strip of rubber squeal of tires roar of engine.
Al and I were friends from the time were in the second grade. I was greatly surprised of his passing. As I remember, Al lived his life to the fullest. He passed away, way to young.
I recall Albert and I galloping bareback to the rim of the farmpond on Stormy-she would dive into the pond, we got off and grabbed tail and mane and she swam to the other side pulling us along--what great fun for a 9th grader !!
Then we playfully began 10th grade as 5th graders. Albert was chasing me around desks with a spit ball when our 10th grade English teacher walked in- I think Mr. Knickrehm(sp?) Gave me an F for my first grade period to wake me up-- I got B's from there on- strictly business thereafter. That's when I discovered girls looked better than horses and ponds. A more mature Donna Parkinson was giving me a "why don't you grow up" look as I raced past her desk,and I have adored the other half of mankind ever since. I can see flaws, but a good wife and two precious daughters has made womenfolk look even better over the years. I wish Albert had lived a long life. I lost touch with him after high school-hope life was good to him. Robert(Doug) Campbell