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08/21/08 09:42 PM

Randy Brown

Rays Pizza was in business in 1969.......Post some memories... Brownie. Lets see if we can get this part working.


08/22/08 01:49 PM

Randy Brown

Anybody have Bob Elliotts e-mail?


08/22/08 10:05 PM

Janet Browne Rose

OK Randy,...You know you're old when the first item in the message forum concerns food!!! Yes, Ray's pineapple/ shrimp pizza was something which attained Nirvana status with the benefit of 40 years hindsight, but let us not forget roast beef sandwiches at Paul's Diner, green rivers at Kaufmann's luncheonette counter, or King's cheese Frenchies. Eating habits which began at about age 15 are the reason I count everything by "points" now and know that if it resembles anything from 1969 that someone needs to pry the fork out of my hand. (Just try...you'll be drawing back a stub)


08/23/08 10:35 AM

Randy Brown

OK Sister... I do not admit to being old, even though my daughters tell me differently. Did someone say something about food? I remember the shrimp and pineapple, but the BBQ Beef and the Ground Beef with Sauerkraut were great, and even better sometimes in the morning cold. Mmmmmmm Did you know that you can still get that exact same pizza in Hastings, Nebraska at the original Ray's Pizza? Gary Paine and I meet there from time to time to feel young again and to enjoy the pizzas of our choice. The manager of the place showed us a 3x5 card with the original info on the sauce and the crust. I do remember the hot beef at Paul's, I am not sure what the green river from Kaufmann's was, but I do remember cherry cokes, lime cokes, and for some, chocolate cokes at the counter. I used to work at King's Food Host and I liked the steamed brownie sundaes with vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup. Now there are some eating habits to think about. As always, it is great "chewing the fat" with you sis.


08/25/08 06:40 PM

Dan McElhinny

You know I live on the Mississippi coast where most of the countries shrimp come from and they never heard of putting shrimp on pizza. Go figure?? So I make my own pizza when I want shrimp on it.


08/25/08 07:34 PM

Randy Brown

Dan, I was just going to tell "sis" that which ever one of us could get the next classmate to make a posting would buy the other a drink. I win. Janet owes me a drink.


08/25/08 08:57 PM

Janet Browne Rose

Red beer?


08/25/08 10:42 PM

Susan Reiber Holt

ok Janet...time to give me back that Drive Inn speaker. Is that cherry vodka I smell in the backseat?


08/26/08 08:39 AM

Janet Browne Rose

Yes, I do still have the coveted Drive In speaker in my possession, but GIVE it back, I think not. I believe I had to pay $25 for it in 1989 and in 2008 dollars that would make it worth about three grand! Also the value had dramatically increased this summer with the demise of the theater due to the wind storm in May. (Marquee read, "Gone with the wind") I am looking to broker a trade for it. My first choice would be Mary Louise's homecoming dress purchased at Hovland Swanson's in Lincoln, but since I could not get my big toe in it (then or now), I am thinking now about trying to wheedle Billy Botsford's letter jacket out of him....or at least the gear shift knob out of Steve Eatherton's chevy.
Tell me girlfriend, what have you got to trade??


08/26/08 10:20 AM

Celia Hoffman Seastone

O.K Fellow 69ers,
HAVE I GOT DEALS FOR YOU!
1. A piece of dried fruit from the Bobby Beckerbauer fruit throw days. (A bit moldy, but since it has been stinking up my basement for 40 years, authentic).

2. A spirit day ribbon; "CAN THE DUSTERS"! It offends no one nowdays except maybe the cleaning ladies. Today and today only listed at half price since my husband is a '69 Holdrege Duster and it remains a bone of contention.

3. The genuine Jr.Class Prom Program. It lists items on the buffet menu; swiss steak or ravioli with milk and fruit sherbert at the table.(You've got to be kidding! Did the milk blend well with cherry vodka?)

Price of dried fruit $400.00
Price of Jr. Prom Program $500.00
Price of giving OUR kids the password to this message forum: priceless


08/26/08 02:17 PM

Sue Spracklen Knights

Ah yes, Bobby Beckerbauer, about nose high to Miss Ogle. And, one of the funniest days in senior math was when Miss Ogle's beads broke and she clamped her arm to her upper torso to try to prevent the beads from falling. But, one by one, or a few at a time, some beads escaped and clattered to the floor. Eventually, she just moved her arm and let them go in a rush, rolling everywhere. She stayed facing the board and said "class dismissed." Didn't take us long to scoot out of there.


08/26/08 05:01 PM

Randy Brown

John Bryant and I spent the last half of one of Mr. Beckerbaur's classes crawling around on the floor on our hands and knees looking for John's lost contact. John did not wear contacts.


08/26/08 07:09 PM

Celia Hoffman Seastone

So someone needs to finally confess "Who DID egg Bobby's house"? I remember we heard all about it for days and Bobby B.swore up and down he knew who did it. I lived next door to Mama Ogle, so really didn't have a lot of opportunity to sneak anything in. Randy, do you remember the thermostat as you walked into Bobby's room? Elliott used to hit the wall to make it hiss(or was that Hindalong?) Anyhow, Bobby B. would go through the roof and the vein on his forehead would throb. I have had nightmares throughout my teaching years that all that would come back to haunt me!


08/26/08 07:11 PM

Janet Browne Rose

Always been a jeans kind of gal. Hate dresses and always have. I own ONE which I can pull out, throw on some pearls and be able to go. Dress code in high school meant DRESS. So here we are in dresses and nylons and you two bozos are crawling around on the floor for thirty minutes looking for an imaginery contact and who knows what else???....gee, wonder why they changed the rules the year AFTER we graduated?


08/26/08 07:19 PM

Janet Browne Rose

The egging was Jan Stovall and I. It was her idea and her eggs and I just went along, (and yes, if she jumped off a bridge I would of too). He lived in a little house off of Central Avenue only about a block from Jan and I lived. I don't think he really knew it was us because I always got A's.

My daughter, Megan got picked up for egging in high school, but none of her eggs broke. They just looked like Easter eggs laying on the grass. Guess the egg doesn't fall far from the nest.


08/26/08 07:31 PM

Celia Hoffman Seastone

SWEET Jan Stovall and Sweeter yet Janet Browne? I can't believe it! I always thought you were a permanent fixture in our Sunday school class. Your secret is safe with me, Sister (and anyone else who reads these messages.) I think after 40 years, you can breathe easier.


08/26/08 08:42 PM

Dan McElhinny

Does that mean she owes me a drink too? I drink crown and water. I can see by the way this forum is going we might find out that the real Rowdies might have been the ones we least expected...


08/26/08 10:21 PM

Howard Oliver

As I recall the egging of houses, there was a halloween night when Maynard Wichmann got his--along with old vegetables spray painted messages the nicest one of which was mainturd and of course the flaming sack of dog shit. A new track and field record was set when 3 cop cars showed up--of course Vince Martin was the only person I know of that participated--so he must have told it to me.--H.D. Oliver-


08/27/08 08:36 PM

Dan McElhinny

Is that the holloween we Im sorry they were chased through harmon park and the rock gardens by police? If I remember someone climbed a tree to hide cause they couldn't out run the police.





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