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•   Ida Sue Vaden (Horn)(1960)  9/16
•   F. Scott LaGrone  9/18
•   Betty Jo Shacklett (Gerig)  9/19
•   George Stallings (1960)  9/20
•   C. J. "Pete" Peters  9/23
•   Delores Coker (Robertson)  9/24
•   Gwen Daniel (1959) (Goodpasture)  9/25
•   Freddie Langston (Thorpe)  9/25
•   Ida Gwen Braly (Tyson Blankenship)  9/27
•   Carla Jean Gaskill (Waddel)  9/29
•   Wayne Weaver  9/29
•   Janice Edwards (Weems) (OHS 1970)  9/30
•   Jane Murrell (1959) (Hext)  9/30
•   Jerry Pat O'Dowdy (1959) (Taylor)  10/4
•   Jerry Pratt  10/5
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  Odessa  High School 1958 




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Odessa High School


September Birthdays



George Hollis 9-3

Mike Laird 9-4

Joe Willis 9-5

Lee Wain Pursley 9-7

Ida Sue Vaden Horn 9-16

Scott LaGrone 9-18

Betty Jo Shacklett Gerig 9-19

George Stallings 9-20

C. J. "Pete" Peters 9-23

Delores Coker Robertson 9-24

Gwen Daniel Goodpasture 9-25

Freddie Langston Thorpe 9-25

Ida Gwen Braly Tyson Blankenship 9-27

Carla Jean Gaskill Waddell 9-29

Wayne Weaver 9-29

Jane Murrell Hext 9-30






"CLASS OF 1959"





TEL 432-368-5885
866-368-5885 Toll free
Fax 432-362-8958



June 7, 2014

Dear OHS Class of 1959 Classmate:

Please excuse my not using your name in this correspondence. 

For the sake of brevity and not taxing my brain too much, I am

making this a generic form.  Notice I did not say “old brain”. 

That goes without saying considering we are all pretty close

to the same age at this stage of life.

Enclosed is the Registration form for the 55th Class Reunion

on September 27 in Odessa at the MCM Elegante Hotel.  I know

that there are many of us who will not be at the reunion, but I

wanted to give you the information in case you can come.

I don’t know about you, but when I think of the life that I have

been blessed to live, I am thankful for the time that I spent in

Odessa as a young person.  We were a bunch of kids with lots

of differences in our lives, yet we had two things in common, 

West Texas and the oil patch.  Our upbringing and schooling

made us what we are today.  I know lots of variables have

happened along the way. 

We were brought up by the “greatest generation.”  They taught

us many, many things about life.  Some we accepted and some

we rejected.  But, for the most part, they did right by us. 


If you can’t come to the reunion, take this opportunity to let us

know about you and what is happening in your life now.  I am

in the process of updating our website and getting out the

information about the reunion.  I will update the website with
your information; hopefully before the reunion in September.

I have also started a Facebook group for our class and

Ralph Posey has a website for the Class of ’58 that is very

informative also.  They are:

Use the form below to update your information with us. 

A current picture would be great also.

Joyce McCarty Greenlee, OHS 1959 

Last Name __, First Name  __, Maiden Name in 1959 __.





Mail to:

Joyce McCarty Greenlee, smiley

702 E Henry St, Hamilton, TX 76531,

PH 254-386-5534, email



(originally from Caron Sramek Babcock, OHS'59)

Every five years, as summertime nears,
An announcement arrives in the mail,
"A reunion is planned; it will really be grand;
Make plans to attend without fail."



I'll never forget the first time we met;
We tried so hard to impress.
We drove fancy cars, smoked big cigars,
And wore our most elegant dress.


It was quite an affair; the whole class was there.
It was held at a fancy hotel.
We wined and we dined and we acted refined,
And everyone thought it was swell.


The men all conversed about who had been first
To achieve great fortune and fame.
Meanwhile, their spouses described their fine houses
And how beautiful their children became.


The homecoming queen, who once had been lean,
Now weighed in at one-ninety-six.
The jocks who were there had all lost their hair,
And the cheerleaders could no more do kicks.


No one had heard about the class nerd
Who'd guided a spacecraft to the moon;
Or poor little Jane, who'd always been plain;
She married a shipping tycoon.


The boy we'd decreed "most apt to succeed"
Was serving ten years in the pen,
While the one voted "least" now was a priest;
Shows you can be wrong now and then.


They awarded a prize to one of the guys
Who seemed to have aged the least.
Another was given to the grad who had driven
The farthest to attend the feast.


They took a class picture, a curious mixture
Of beehives, crew cuts and wide ties.
Tall, short or skinny, the style was the mini;
You never saw so many thighs.


At our next get-together, no one cared whether
They impressed their classmates or not.
The mood was informal, a whole lot more normal;
By this time we had all gone to pot.


It was held out-of-doors, at the lake shores;
We ate hamburgers, coleslaw and beans.
Then most of us lay around in the shade,
In our comfortable T-shirts and jeans.


By the 40th year, it was abundantly clear,
We were definitely over the hill.
Those who weren't dead had to crawl out of bed,
And be home in time for their pill.


And now I can't wait; they've just set the date;
OHS 55th is coming, I'm told.
It should be a ball, they've rented a hall
At the Shady Rest Home for the old.


Repairs have been made on my hearing aid;
My pacemaker's been turned up on high.
My wheelchair is oiled, my teeth have been boiled;
And I've bought a new wig and glass eye.


I'm feeling quite hearty, I'm ready to party;
I'll dance 'til the dawn's early light.
It'll be lots of fun; I just hope there is one
Other person who gets there that night.

(Author Unknown)








May 16th:
Just moved to Texas ! Now this is a state
that knows how to live!! Beautiful sunny
days and warm balmy evenings. It is
beautiful. I've finally found my home.
I love it here.
June 14th:
Really heating up. Got to 100 today. Not
a problem. Live in an air-conditioned
home, drive an air-conditioned car.
What a pleasure to see the sun everyday
like this. I'm turning into a sun worshipper.
June 30th:
Had the backyard landscaped with
western plants today. Lots of cactus
and rocks. What a breeze to maintain.
No more mowing the lawn for me.
Another scorcher today, but I love it here.
July 10th:
The temperature hasn't been below 100
all week. How do people get used to
this kind of heat? At least, it's kind of
windy though. But getting used to the
heat is taking longer than I expected.
July 15th:
Fell asleep by the community pool. Got
3rd degree burns over 60% of my body.
Missed 3 days of work. What a dumb
thing to do. I learned my lesson though.
Got to respect the ol' sun in a climate
like this.
July 20th:
I missed Lomita (my cat) sneaking 
into the car when I left this morning. By the time I got back to the hot car at noon, Lomita had died and swollen up to the size of a shopping bag, then popped like a water balloon. The car now smells like Kibbles and Shits. I learned my lesson though. No more pets in this heat. Good ol' Mr. Sun strikes again.
July 25th:
The wind sucks. It feels like a giant
freaking blow dryer!! And it's hot as hell.
The home air-conditioner is on the fritz
and the AC repairman charged $200 just
to drive by and tell me he needed to
order parts.
July 30th:
Been sleeping outside on the patio for
3 nights now. $325,000 house and I can't
even go inside. Lomita is the lucky one.
Why did I ever come here?
Aug. 4th:
Its 115 degrees. Finally got the
air-conditioner fixed today. It cost $500
and only gets the temperature down to 85.
I hate this stupid state.
Aug. 8th:
If another wise ass cracks, 'Hot enough
for you today?' I'm going to strangle him.
Damn heat. By the time I get to work,
the radiator is boiling over, my clothes
are soaking wet, and I smell like
baked cat!!
Aug. 9th:
Tried to run some errands after work.
Wore shorts, and when I sat on the seats
in the car, I thought my ass was on fire.
My skin melted to the seat. I lost 2
layers of flesh and all the hair on the
back of my legs and ass . . Now my car
smells like burnt hair, fried ass, and
baked cat.
Aug 10th:
The weather report might as well be a 
damn recording. Hot and Sunny. Hot and Sunny. Hot and Sunny. It's been too hot to do shit for 2 damn months and the
weatherman says it might "Really" warm up next week. Doesn't it ever rain in this damn state? Water rationing will be next, so my $1700 worth of cactus will just dry up and blow over. Even the cactus can't live in this damn heat.
Aug. 14th:
Welcome to HELL! Temperature got
to 115 today. Cactus are all dead.
Forgot to crack the window and blew
the damn windshield out of the car.
The installer came to fix it and guess
what he asked me??? "Hot enough
for you today?"
My sister had to spend $1,500 to bail
me out of jail. Freaking Texas. What
kind of a sick demented idiot would
want to live here??
Will write later to let you know how
my assault trial goes.



(from Baxter Turner, OHS 1987)



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