15th birthday of Brazil Buzz fast approaching
Saturday, July 1, was definitely a day to remember. I just could not let this month slip away without telling you about it. I submitted an article the same week on July 3. Something happened it failed to make it to the paper. So, better late than never here we go. The sun shone brightly that day, we both felt good and we had an event to attend, the reunion of the Class of 1957 of Brazil High School. Due to Paul’s health-related circumstances; I thought the best that could happen someone would inform me about the gathering of my classmates, after the ball my forever friends would have was over.
I was elated when my caring family informed me that we were going, after all. Our granddaughter kindly volunteered to be our driver /guest. So, the morning of the event, I scurried about like a spring chicken, well, maybe, I moved a bit more slowly. That morning this old girl was an early bird. The minute Tootie Mae opened her beautiful canine eyes she jumped up and out of her resting place on all fours. She knew something was up when I started singing in my morning voice that is often compared to the husky resonant voice of Tallulah Bankhead.
This happy practicing songbird gave Tootie a few lines of the Stadler Brother’s classic reunion song. Paul, my back-up singer, would rise and shine so he could join me. He did and by the time we were done singing, my voice was as soft as velvet. I was ready to greet my friends, but it was still early. There was breakfast to prepare and consume, then the usual morning chores and possibly the tweets and such to check out on MSNBC. This senior allowed time in the day to spruce myself up a bit. I knew at my age that I would need to check my notes on that chore. It’s good to pencil in anything missing in time. That would give me a few minutes to camouflage some of any damage that occurred over the past 60 years. One look in the mirror and I knew that would tire me out and make me sweat. The old clock on the wall told me I still had two hours to wait on our granddaughter, Lindsay Marie, to pick us up. That meant I would have time to watch the Virginian and Bonanza almost twice before departure to Brazil, take another mirror check and more than one other pit stop before my engine was in order.
Finally, and after all of that, we were off to the milestone reunion of the Class of 1957 of Brazil High School! The event was hosted by the Emmert family at Sam and Joyce’s beautiful home south of town. Our classmate Joyce Bullerdick Emmert, her family and others left no stone unturned to make our reunion special and a time to remember. The delicious meal was buffet-style dining that all enjoyed.
Of the 117 classmates that received diploma’s, May 26, 1957, sadly 46 are deceased. We honored their memory and cherish their friendships. Several or more were either ill or could not attend for other reasons, we missed seeing them. too.
The class appreciated the small American flags that Joyce Evans Stone gave us to further honor our veterans and special friends. A good time was had by all! Our granddaughter Lindsay Terry is teacher here in Brownsburg. She attends many events, more recent her 20th reunion for the Class of ’97 of Brownsburg High School. She said ours was one of the nicest of the events.
July 25 is the 15th birthday of ‘Brazil Buzz’ I am so grateful to God and to the management of this fine hometown newspaper, The Brazil Times for permitting me to visit with you each week. I want to especially thank the readership for your support. That makes me smile! Now it is time to check on the kids.
I can be reached by phone at 317-286–7352 or drop me a line to 649 South Grant St., Brownsburg, IN, 46112.