Dottie Eldridge Jacobs celebrates her 70!

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Lew Waddey

Carolyn Darr

Caught Carolyn Darr and Lew Waddey (our token male) as they left early.

Ann Johnson, Betty Dunn, Susie Crouch, Wanda Lamb, Vicki White, Sandra Belk, Linda McKinney,
Linda Chambers, Ann Waddey, Carolyn Massoud

Our Lunch Bunch had a great time today at The Big Table.

The food was just as good as it was at the birthday bash. Had lots of fun and a good crowd.

Mark your calendar for the fourth Thursday in September. Hope to see you all there.

It was great to have Wanda Lamb come up from Dalton and Ann and Lew Waddey were welcomed also.

Linda Chambers


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From Linda McKinney:
Amazing our waitress got the whole group smiling. Great time with old friends!!

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Introduction to Col. Bates Redux

I've since received e-coms from half a dozen classmates who apparently had never commented on anything regarding our class or blog before. They have been reading the blog all this time, but passively.

Most of them told me things that had happened to them at C.H.S. but they didn't write the anecdotes in a readable form. They just said, "So and so did this, and I did that, and I have never forgotten it," and so on. I encouraged them all to write up their memorable incidents in a viewable form and post it to fuller012@comcast.net.

One thing several mentioned: a number have photographs that would go along with their story and make it perhaps more interesting, something like the two photos I forwarded to you with the "Introduction to Col. Bates" which illustrated how young the "scamp" was and how intimidating and big the Col. was. It's my understanding that you're not set up to post photos with the articles set to the blog. I'm not efectively P.C. literate, despite my most ernest efforts, so I can't even comment on how a person could do it. But applicable photos really would make a story more interesting, and some of these folks might be receptive to writing their comments up if they thought that their photos would be posted with the story. Just a thought. 

Anyway, clearly the blog is reaching a lot of folks and again, I greatly appreciate your doing it, as it keeps us all in contact, and I look forward to hearing from everybody. 

Best to you,

Lee

Lee Reynolds

confederatesub@yahoo.com

www.leeworks.addr.com

From Dru:

Lee: Sorry I got carried away with your prose and forget to post your priceless photos!  Here the pictures are shown with your story with a link back to the story.  Thanks!

Col. Creed Bates Delmar (Lee) Reynolds I expect that all of us have certain incidents from C.H.S which stick in our minds. Here is one which has come back to me a few times:  The following occurred in late September, 1957. I was at C.H.S. on a Saturday, doing something with the Bulldogs. I was wearing my dog collar. Col. Bates approached me with, "Ah, here's a Bulldog. Come over here. I've got something for you to do. I've got a package at T.H.Paynes. Take my car and go get it for me." He handed me the keys to his car, a shiny, all-black 2-door post 3-speed on the column '56 (55?) Chevrolet, a beautiful car. Col. Bates' car. I was not yet 16, did not have a license, and had driven our family 1953 Plymouth Cranbrook 3-speed on the column exactly once in my life, about 6 minutes on a deserted road, never in traffic. I had only a vague idea of where T.H.Paynes was. All the same, I took the keys, started the Col's immaculate car, drove downtown, found T.H.Paynes, got without incident into a parking space, and inside I went. A rather attractive black-haired salesgirl - but OMG, she was at least 20 years old - approached me and said, "Mr. Creed Bates called and said that a young scamp wearing a dog collar was coming to pick up his package. Are you the scamp?" Read more

Some CHS birthdays....

Sara Pankau 

Studied at University of Nebraska at Omaha

From Chattanooga, Tennessee

Born on August 19, 1941

Now lives in Antioch, Tennessee

sarapankau@att.net

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James Hammond

Now lives in Palm harbor, FL

Born on August 22, 1941

james.hammond10@verizon.net

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Judith McMahan Burney

Born August 24

judithburney@aol.com

****

Dottie Eldridge Jacobs

Dottie Eldridge Jacobs

Hendersonville, NC 

Born August 28

jacobs63358@bellsouth.net

Carol Eldridge Hobbs' death

Jeanne Moore sent the following article from the Chattanoogan.com

Carol Eldridge Hobbs

saw this obit on chattanoogan.com, but Carol was actually in Class of  '57. Just thought I would pass this on.

Carol Eldridge Hobbs
Volunteered With Contact Of Chattanooga
posted August 22, 2011

Carol Eldridge Hobbs, 71, of Chattanooga, died at a local hospital on Monday, August 22, 2011.

She was born in Chattanooga, educated in the Chattanooga Public Schools graduating from Chattanooga High School in 1959. She attended the University of Chattanooga. Mrs. Hobbs was a member of First Christian Church where she sang in the choir for many years.

Carol was a member of the Dalewood/Lakeside Lions Club and a volunteer with Contact of Chattanooga. She owned and operated Carolenda Tours of Chattanooga and retired in 1993.

Her parents, Jack and Ruby Eldridge and her brother, William B. Eldridge preceded her in death.

Carol is survived by her husband of 51 years, William J. Hobbs; daughter, Tami H. (Robert) Hill; son, William C. “Chris” Hobbs and six grandchildren.

Please visit www.heritagefh.com to share words of comfort with the family.

Memorial contributions may be made to the First Christian Church or Contact of Chattanooga.

Carol's family and friends will assemble at Chattanooga National Cemetery at 11:30 a.m. on Thursday, August 25, to celebrate her life. Reverend Paul Rebelo and Reverend Phil Summerlin will officiate.

The family will receive friends from 5–8 p.m. on Wednesday, August 24, at Heritage Funeral Home and Cremation Services, 7454 E. Brainerd Road, Chattanooga.

OK Delmar. Where's the "rest of the story?"

As of this morning, 9 different classmates, all male, have asked me what happened with "Black Hair:" did I go back, etc. The question is justified. I expect I'd want to know also.

Bill Dickert kindly gave me permission to forward my answer to his question about her, so here it is. Please post it on the blog. 

LOL, if my keyboard doesn't get some relief from answering the same question over and over, it may try to go on strike. One thing is certain from all this: people are reading our blog!

Lee Reynolds
confederatesub@yahoo.com
www.leeworks.addr.com



--- On Sun, 8/21/11, Bill Dickert wrote: 

To: "Reynolds Delmar"
Subject: TH Payne
Date: Sunday, August 21, 2011, 9:58 PM

OK Delmar. Where's the "rest of the story?", as Paul Harvey used to say, with respect to the black-haired 20-year-old girl?  Inquiring minds want to know!

Bill Dickert Sent from my iPhone

--- On Mon, 8/22/11, Lee Reynolds wrote to Bill Dickert 

Ho Ho! I did go back to T.H.Payne's, but about a week later, for, like most kids at that time, I didn't have access to a car and had to ride the bus (I wasn't about to ask the Col. to borrow his car).

"Black Hair" wasn't there. I sort of hung around, not sure of what to do, and finally left.

About a week after that, I went back again, but again, "Black Hair" was nowhere to be seen. I should have called first, but didn''t think of it. I finally asked the manager about her, giving her description.

"Linda?" replied the manager. "Sure, she works here, but this is her day off. She's really something, isn't she? Linda's married to John over there (indicating a male clerk). What about her?" "Oh, nothing," I responded. "You've answered my question."

So that was that. She had been bored, possibly also wanting to make her husband jealous, and was just flirting. Life in the big city.

Too bad, too, because after I turned 16 in October, 20 didn't seem all that old after all.

Lee Reynolds

confederatesub@yahoo.com
www.leeworks.addr.com 

More answers to Lee...

I organized an event in study hall.

The idea was that everyone (those willing to misbehave which was a not short list) would bring a bag of marbles ( five cents if my memory serves me ) and let them loose at a designated time. I believe this was the last study hall of the day and cant remember who the Warden was.

At any rate I got it all organized and arranged for a Friday. I didn't go to school that day which was not an infrequent habit.

 The plan went off as scheduled!

 On Monday I arrived at school to be told that I had demerits or whatever they called the punishment. I went to the board in front of the office and sure enough I had ten. 

I go into the office and ask Ms. Schwartz (not sure about her name) how I could have ten demerits since I was not at school. Her answer was, "well we know you weren't here and we know you had something to do with the ruckus in study hall."

 She asked if I wanted to discuss it with Col. Bates. I declined and served the penalty.

  Robert Currey

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Delmar, 


What I want to know: Did you ever go back to see the "black hair?" 

If not shame on you.

Kent Smith 

Answers for Lee Reynolds:

Great Story. 

The one incident that stands out in my mind, is that Jill Street and I had to shovel foundry sand for the track in order to work off detentions. 

We had one week before we were to go on a house party. So we shoveled foundry sand and " shagged" baseball for baseball practice. Very embarrassing. 

The detentions were for NEVER going to 4th period Study Hall. We went to the old gym to dance. 

Wanda Sullivan Lamb. 

This is so fun.  I'll have to research my "memory bank!"  Reah Friedman

Lee Reynolds: Introduction to Col. Bates

Col. Creed Bates Delmar (Lee) Reynolds I expect that all of us have certain incidents from C.H.S which stick in our minds. Here is one which has come back to me a few times: The following occurred in late September, 1957. I was at C.H.S. on a Saturday, doing something with the Bulldogs. I was wearing my dog collar. Col. Bates approached me with, "Ah, here's a Bulldog. Come over here. I've got something for you to do. I've got a package at T.H.Paynes. Take my car and go get it for me." He handed me the keys to his car, a shiny, all-black 2-door post 3-speed on the column '56 (55?) Chevrolet, a beautiful car. Col. Bates' car. I was not yet 16, did not have a license, and had driven our family 1953 Plymouth Cranbrook 3-speed on the column exactly once in my life, about 6 minutes on a deserted road, never in traffic. I had only a vague idea of where T.H.Paynes was. All the same, I took the keys, started the Col's immaculate car, drove downtown, found T.H.Paynes, got without incident into a parking space, and inside I went. A rather attractive black-haired salesgirl - but OMG, she was at least 20 years old - approached me and said, "Mr. Creed Bates called and said that a young scamp wearing a dog collar was coming to pick up his package. Are you the scamp?" "The rumor is true," I replied. "Why are you wearing a dog collar?" "I stay in the doghouse a lot." "Ha ha, very funny. Do you eat dog food? she asked, teasingly. "Certainly." "What kind?" she asked, as she got the Col.'s package. "Rival when I can get it, Raulston Purina when forced." "Ha ha. Do you have a girlfriend?" "Well, no. Not at the moment." "Would you like one?" "Sure," I replied, not at all sure where all this was leading. Again, black hair was every bit of 20 years old. "Well, take off that silly collar, Mr. Scamp, and maybe I'll let you come back and talk to me." Black hair handed me the Col's package. I headed out, managed to get back to C.H.S. without incident, and handed Col. Bates' package and car keys to him. I was relieved that the Col's car was still immaculate. The Col. smiled and took the package and keys. I turned to go, and WHAP!!! The Col. back-slapped me hard with one of his patented back-slaps, and down I sent, faceforward into the dirt. I had never heard nor had any idea that he did that. I slowly picked myself up. After Col. Bates drove off, Bulldog Tommy Williams, Class of '57, said, in a low voice, "You've got to watch him. He does that sometimes. Nobody knows why. Otherwise he's a good man. " That was my introduction to Col. Bates. He made a lasting impression. I recognize that this little account is no big deal, but all the same, on rare occasions I go to Antique car shows and if I see an all-black '55 or '56 Chevy, it all comes back. And just for a micro second, I almost find myself glancing around to make sure no other big, strong hand is descending on my unwary back to renew that lasting impression. I can't imagine what he would have done if I'd hurt his car. I'm sure that many other classmates have incidents from C.H.S that they remember. Maybe some of our other folks would like to share them on the blog. Just a thought. Best to all,  Delmar  Lee Reynolds confederatesub@yahoo.com www.leeworks.addr.com

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Trish Jordan Steel's Obituary

 

Patricia Steel

Hamilton County

 

Patricia Jordan Steel, age 70, of Signal Mountain died Thursday, Aug. 11, 2011 at her home. Trish was the wife of the late Dr. Robert E. Steel Jr. She was born in Chattanooga to the late Preston and Mildred (Henderson) Jordan and lived on Signal Mountain for most of her life. 

 

She lived in Nashville from age seven to her senior year in high school. She attended Hillsboro High School in Nashville and graduated from Chattanooga High School in 1959. She graduated from the University of Chattanooga in 1962.Trish loved and was an active member of Signal Mountain Presbyterian Church. She was president of the Women of the Church from 1993-1994 and was presented with a life membership in 1995.

 

An avid gardener, she served as President of the Signal Mountain Garden Club from 2004 -2005 and was named life member. She volunteered many years at St. Barnabus Nursing Home, Alexian Brothers Nursing Home, was on the YWCA Board and was a sustaining member of the Junior League of Chattanooga.

 

One of the many joys of Trishs life was spending time with numerous close friends whom she considered family. She was preceded in death by a sister, Kate Ross Jordan.

 

Survivors include three children, Milou Steel Young and husband Blake, of Signal Mountain, Robert E. Steel III and wife Stacie, of Austin, TX and Preston Steel Adair and husband Charlie, of Tuscaloosa, Ala.; grandchildren Sarah Young Jackson and husband Chris, Riley Young, Grace Young, Hugh Steel, Mauree Steel, Virginia Adair, Wat Adair and Louise Adair; sister Nancy Devenny and husband Jim, of King, N.C.; and two nieces.

 

A memorial service will be held at 11 a.m. on Monday, Aug. 15, 2011 at the Signal Mountain Presbyterian Church with Dr. Bill Dudley, Dr. Tim Filston and Reverend Margaret Ferguson officiating.The family will receive friends at the church following the service.

 

Memorial donations may be made to the Signal Mountain Presbyterian Church at 612 James Blvd., Signal Mountain, TN 37377Chattanooga Funeral Home in charge of arrangements for Patricia Jordan Steel.Please share your thoughts and memories at www.chattanooganorthchapel.com

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Our classmate, Trish Jordan Steele, has died.  More when available.

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Birthday Clarification

In error, I spolighted Jim Miller's birthday on August 1. In reality, Jim's birthday is June 1. I apologize to Jim for this mistake. 'Hope you had a great day on both
days!


Sharon

Judy Laubscher McClurg

Today I got an email from Gaynell and Wanda telling me that Judy's battle with cancer is ravaging her little body. Delmar asked me awhile back to keep him informed because Judy had been very nice to him one time and he never forgot it. So I emailed him and Delmar I hope you don't mind me sending this out but I thought it was beautiful and so special to me. This is really what our classmates love for each other is all about.

Judy Laubscher McClurg Doris Thompson Dooley 1959

Judy Laubscher McClurg Doris Thompson Dooley 2011

"I am so sorry that this is happening to Judy. As you know, she was at the 70th Birthday bash. I was sitting behind her and as it was dark and she was facing away, I didn't know who she was. I went up and asked the man beside her, "Sir, if you're a spouse, I want to welcome you to our reunion. (I didn't know who he was, but he was a very strong-looking, handsome fellow, in a fine suit, and he replied, "I'm ____ (I didn't catch or hear his first name) McClurg." I said, "Oh, I'm so glad you came," and I looked beside him, and there sat Judy. I bent over and kissed her on her cheek and said "God bless you, Judy, we all love you so much. I'm so glad you came. it wouldn't have been the same without you." Judy smiled at that, and later she and her husband got up and slow-danced a little, and I'm not ashamed to admit it, the tears rolled down my face." Lee Reynolds  Let's all keep Judy in our prayers at this time. It is so much more important than the negativism that is going around now.With love, Susie Linda Rhoden McKinney, Doris Thompson Dooley, Judy Laubscher McClurg,  Carolyn Tuley Darr, Barbara Dalton Warner, Sandra Belk King

Mean letter received

To our class:      I received today a mailed letter demeaning one of our classmates most cruelly. I am both saddened and puzzled by what could have generated it.  We are a close class and a good class, as all our reunions have demonstrated.  I ask that whoever is responsible for this mean thing, please do not send me any further such material. It is not wanted nor appreciated here.      Delmar Lee Reynolds Lee Reynolds confederatesub@yahoo.com www.leeworks.addr.com

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CHS Lunch Bunch, Chattanooga

Bill Cross, Susie Crouch, Linda Chambers,
Vicki White, Sandra King, Sandy Wright,
(standing) Betty Dunn, Linda McKinney

Our monthly lunch bunch group met last Thursday at the Blue Grass Grill on East Main Street. It is a neat place where a lot of downtown business people have lunch. They serve omelets, sandwiches, soup and sides with the sandwiches. We had yummy sandwiches and enjoyed the afternoon visiting and exchanging vacation stories. Bill Cross was in town for his brother-in-law's funeral and he dropped by for a glass of tea. So glad we got to see him also.


Carolyn Darr was there but left early since she was going to leave on a trip to Norway on Friday.

Linda Chambers

To the Members of the CHS Class of '59

Unfortunately I was on the mailing list of a mean-spirited individual who has disseminated an anonymous piece of hate mail targeting and insulting one of the members of our class. My hope is that the mailing list was a short one, but the words "pasted" to the front of the envelope seem to indicate otherwise.

The piece was more than unkind, it was mean and cruel. One would like to believe that it was not generated by a member of our class, yet the evidence suggests otherwise. The cloak of anonymity is a mark of both cowardice and shame—a tacit admission that acknowledgement of authorship would generate condemnation. Certainly the mindset that would lead a person to create such malicious libel speaks volumes about the character and the nature of the perpetrator.

The subject of this unwarranted verbal assault is a very fine and outstanding member of our class. Although our paths have not crossed in many years, I have only the fondest memories of our friendship while at CHS. She was, is, and will continue to be my friend. I am confident that all who know her feel the same way.

I suspect that other class members are as repulsed and indignant by this incident as I am. But our reunions, e-mails, the class blog, and the "70th birthday party" have re-united us and brought us closer together. Our friendships and support of each other will rise above this attack on one of our own.

Lloyd Stanley
31 July 2011