Posted on: Jun 18, 2019 at 2:34 PM
Happy Birthday Grant Schooler!
Posted on: Jun 17, 2019 at 9:16 AM
Hello Jack, I agree with Bill because you truly are holding up so well. You travel to so many wonderful places and do so many fun things. So whatever you are doing just keep it up because it's working for you. Have a great day, Happy Birthday!!
Posted on: Jun 17, 2019 at 10:50 AM
Happy Birthday buddy, wow its been a great friendship celebrating many birthdays, Happy Birthday enjoy
Posted on: Jun 17, 2019 at 5:05 PM
Well now, the French Open, well now, what can I say? I’m just inquiring as to you, Jean and the family’s health. I pray it’s all good. Here in Benton/Linn county, the “Grass Seed Capitol Of The Word,” everybody’s complaining (among other things) just how bad their allergies are this year. And extolling the virtues of cannabis! The two weeks of the French Open seemed to fly by “blowing in the wind” and “The King Of Clay” is still “The King Of Clay.” I have two questions for you. What does ”rough or smooth” mean? Dah, I should know that. Going back to the old days. And question two, did the boys during gym class, really swim naked in the pool! Or did I just dream that up? I do remember social dancing that was like playing Russian Roulette on both sides going through that gym patrician door. Where boy meets girl, and girl meets boy set to record playing gym teacher music. .... The first time, I ever set foot on a tennis court, I was, I think just 13, the summer of 1957, and it was on court No. 3 a red clay tennis court at Lincoln Park. Court No. 4 too was red clay baked hard in the hot sun, bumpy and unkept. But what did it matter that we had old second hand tennis rackets and a can of old balls. I was with Paul a new kid on the block from around the corner on 22nd Ave. and Mary and Annette who lived downstairs in a two story “flat” across the alley way. I could see into their backyard from mine. I think it was Paul’s idea and then the girls jumped in on it. Literally calling me out from across the alley and asking me if I wanted to go and play tennis with them. I especially liked “Italian” girls. (Later, it would be a “Jewish” girl.)They had the rackets and the balls, so I said sure. We walked out to Lincoln Park tried hitting the balls back and forth over the net (I think Annette was on my side of the court.) but when all was said and done, it wasn’t much fun. We spend most of our time together picking up miss hit balls and walking back home together and hanging up the rackets figuratively speaking and putting the tennis balls away. We had enough of trying to play tennis. I went home and found my brother and we went out in the backyard and played our version of baseball together. (Then later on, as you would remember, those 3 and 4 courts got resurfaced and became cement courts.) ..... Its nice to have a younger brother. You can get him to do most anything to a point. The following year, me and him started going out to the park with a couple of “rug beater” rackets and some old tennis balls getting better at batting the ball back and forth across the net. I think he would have been the better player if he had been able to keep on playing but he didn’t. He got me started. My mother told me once told that she played tennis in high school. She also told me my junior year that I should quit my part time job and go out for the tennis team. Going to high school, she said she had some of her best times. (By the way, she was the only high school graduate in her family and in my father’s immediate family.) Now that’s my tennis family story. Now I know that’s not what is considered a tennis family today. And good luck to Roger at Wimbledon. “That’s his surface.” I’m pulling for him to win but not putting any money on it, my old friend. Next time, I promise next time the messages will start to get shorter.
Posted on: Jun 11, 2019 at 4:34 AM
Happy Birthday Bob!!!
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Happy Birthday Jean, hoping all is well with you and yours. Have a wonderful day celebrating, we are in our twilight years and memories sustain us.
Happy Birthday Dennis! Thank God for another one. Have a GREAT day, and take care.