ANOTHER OLD MANS YARN... in the fall of 1952, my senior year at AHS, I dated a Mt. Pleasant HS Cheerleader. The Panther football team played there for Mt. Pleasants Homecoming game. Our AHS marching band went onto the field first at halftime then when we came off, we stayed in formation in front of the bleachers (out of respect? as Mr. Yoder suggested.) It was really cold so some of us placed out brass instruments of the front row of the bleachers and retook our places in formation. With my cold hands jammed down in my pockets I discovered a single stick of Juicy-fruit gum. I opened it and on an empty stomach, the sugar nailed me big time. Ray Junior Dewey was standing next to me. I said, Ray, Im going to pass out. The next thing I remember was looking up at a circle of concerned faces staring down at me; one was my Cheerleader girlfriend, who saw me collapse and ran through their band across the field. Another face was Doctor Remsberg, who said, Jack, I thought you died; you fell flat and bounced. SO, alive and well, Cheerleader and I sought out AHSs football teams school bus that was left running with its heater on. Also, someone said that Co-Captain Bill Hurley had stashed a bottle there, which we found and sampled. Later, with a huge bloody bandage on my chin and the front of my black band uni all muddy, I wandered into the Ritzee Restaurant where some of the football players, including Joe Mosher, my locker-mate, were doing coffee. Shocked at my appearance, Joe asked, What happened to you? I laughed and said I got in a fight when some smart-ass Oiler said, You guys played like sh*t! Joe bought it for about a minute :) I still have Mt. Pleasant track cinders in my chin after all that time.
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 16:07:03 +0000
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