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02/12/11 09:01 AM #1    


Laura Snead (Waters)


My favorite teachers were Mr. Earl Hesse, Mr. John Walker, Mrs. Mildred Jones, and Mrs. Dorothy Eachus. I enjoyed tormenting Mr. Roy Denney. I butted heads with Miss Taylor. I probably learned the most from Mrs. Katherine Waggoner's English class. She taught me how to write essays. My favorite adult at Goddard who was my mentor, counselor, and mother away from home was Mrs. Ginny Beasley, who was the counselors' secretary. She had also been school secretary at Pueblo. I love her to pieces, and still see her when I am in Roswell. She is still sweet and gentle and serene, even though she has outlived her husband (who was a school principal), and her two sons. Brian was younger, but I mentored him as a clarinet player in the band. The class I had the most fun in and didn't learn a thing was Coach LaChapelle's General Science class. It was the last period of the day my freshman year. Danny Lethgo and Junior Hunter were both seniors, and having to take that class (again) to get enough credits to graduate. They were a riot. Coach was gone to games (football, basketball, track) 2 or 3 times a week, and the class consisted mainly of outlining the chapters and answering the questions at the end of the chapter. A lot of times, we didn't even have a sub. That's when I learned how to play several new versions of poker from the guys!

02/19/11 04:25 PM #2    


Robert E. Belt

Who remembers why I had to park my old Ford Wagon on the back fourty of the school parking lot...?

Well one night while out dragging main with Mike Athey and Lynn Cummings, both class of 70, we decided that it would be ' Cool...' to drop the exhaust pipe from the manifold and thus, making lots of exhaust noise..., and that it did.  After a few minutes of mechanical ingenuity, we drove out by the Country Club searching for a good place to spin a few dounuts when suddenly a skunk ran across the road and down into the bar-ditch. One of the guys shouthed '...Get'em Robert...' and that I did... I guess you could say it was a natural instinct for me to run-down little critters at that time.

Well unlike a rabbit..., this guy sort of fought back...! Yea..., I got him alright... but not without that skunk getting in a lick in too... or better said, giving us a good spray. Even so the smell was pretty intense, we found an open graveled spot for spinning a couple of donuts. After the dust had settled, there laid that little Black & White critter in about three pieces on the ground. The poor critter had gotten caught-up in the front spring of the car suspension and it literally chewed him up. Well nedless to say through all the Blood & Guts... the scent was very intense and presistant. 

After two or three days and many complaints, I was strongly encouraged to park the car down-wind and well out of smelling range. It took about a week before the stink subsided enough that I could finally park the car closer to the school building. No one would ride with me for about two weeks. And it was no wonder why......... 

02/28/11 11:44 AM #3    


Robert E. Belt

Mr. Denney, If my memory serves me correctly, was a history teacher.

He had been a WWII Pilot over Nazi Germany and a POW. During our high school days the first episodes of Hogans Heros were aired on TV. Of course it was a major topic with us kids in his class room.

Until Mr. Denney caught wind of it..., what he had to say about the show was not the reaction that we were expecting. He got pretty upset about how being captive in a Nazi Prison War Camp was made as a comedy. I don't think we really realized how serious it was to have been a POW nor did we understood his reaction.

We simply had no idea.

03/01/11 06:58 PM #4    


Laura Snead (Waters)

Yes, my Daddy never mentioned the 41 missions he flew in the South Pacific, and the fact they had secret radar at the time. He was 22 when he came home. By the time he started going to "Snooper" reunions, he was 60 years old. They were all kids during that war, and had to deal with it. Mr. Denney was even younger. Now, they treat "traumatic stress disorder". Mr. Denney died shortly before my mother. His wife died from breast cancer either in the late 80's or early 90's. He always talked about his daughter Diana, who is still a teacher in Roswell, but never mentioned his second daughter: Pammie: who is Down Syndrome and is probably still alive and is our age. He loved her intensely and took care of her until his death. I remember the incident with Mr. Denney and "Hogan's Heroes." My father never liked the "judge shows" even though he had met Judge Wapner in person at a seminar.

Different subject: Robert, do you remember Vance Mortensen's car. I have never seen anything like it before or since. I have a couple of stories about that, but I want to have the name right!

03/04/11 05:58 PM #5    


James Torpey

Now I feel bad about my junior year with Mr. Denny. I don't remember ever knowing that he was a WW2 Veteran, as  my dad was also a pilot. So, Mr. Denny and I had some heated moments about the Vietnam war and one day I challenged him in class regarding the legal/moral aspects of the war. (Our arguments about Robert Kennedy is another story) .He finally gave up and sent me to the principals office. I forget his name, but you know of who I speak. Anyway, I remember him saying..."Torpey, what are you for?" and I replied that Mr. Denny was being unfair in not allowing us to talk about both sides of the war. My memory fades from there, but I do remember the phone call, and consequnces, from the call my dad received. God Bless Mr. Denny

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