Sheila's Potpourri
News from Huntington
Sheila Scogin

Little kids were so in awe of their teachers especially when we were in elementary school. We knew no other way to think of those ladies (usually) with nothing but the greatest respect. Those, people were OLD! Most likely

our grade. school class leaders were not even 35 years old but to us they were really, really into the years. Those who endured us in the first few years of our seeing higher learning were Dehlia Davis, Lois Travis, Stella Rose. Ora Brookshire, Rachel Davidson, Artimese Forrest, Ruth Tucker, Jonnie Terry, Elma Hawkins Henderson, Bess Sims, Lucille Castleberry, Iva Wilson, Essie Driver, Joyce Brashear and Juanita Hopson. Garland Adams oversaw all of us in the lower grades and as far as we were concerned Mr. Adams ranked right up there with God and Superman.

Right on into high school teachers were still super heroes and if you really didn't like one of those standing in front of the room, you either declared it to your best friend or kept it to yourself. Refusing to do work, disobeying, in any form got a body into a whet of trouble. Most kinds of trouble were resolved with the teacher; the principal was only involved in the rarest cases. Too many times punishment meted out at school was mild by what happened to a student when they arrived home. I doubt seriously the principal ever called ahead to tell parents but the smoke signals worked overtime because grown folks at home already knew exactly what happened. We kids were equal to those who worked for the FBI or CIA with tightly sealed lips about any trouble we might have caused. There was absolutely no need to call in the constable or sheriff, principals stopped trouble in school before it ever hit the ground.

By the time we got to high school, younger men and women had gotten out of college with their degree and some of them came to our school to embark upon their career of helping young minds to grow and turn us toward some kind of career. One, young woman was Mickey Bradford who taught homemaking or home economics. There's probably a new name for that class nowadays.

Later Mickey married Champ Mc- Mullen who lived in Huntington. They had two sons and during the holidays Brad and his daughter Bailey McMullen were visiting from. Irving. I always enjoy talking with them; they were on their way to spend sometime with their cousin Tommie Lowery. Brad takes after his mother and never meets a stranger.

J.C Alexander was laid to rest this week and he was probably a resident of Huntington who had never had an unkind word said about him. J.C. truly was one of the nicest people you could ever meet. He was handicapped by a crippled arm but worked for years at Huntington State Bank and always was smiling. His personality was the greatest. Everybody should strive to live their life like J.C. Everybody liked him and he was a friend to all.

Our Neal Shaw of Arlington was in San Jose, California last week for a business meeting. Midweek they have a "fun" night and when the group met, they were divided into groups for a scavenger hunt. Each group had to go out into the business area around the hotel and obtain answers to questions posed for the "hunt". A couple of stops outside had Neal suggesting to his group they give up the hunt and go back inside. It was horribly cold with a north wind that was breathtaking. All agreed they did not need to win in such cold. (It surely was bad for Neal to think it was that cold).

Inside after warming up, Neal began to read the questions and guess answers and others. in the group contributed so they had their "hunt" finished when all returned. When all was said and done, Neal's team won by guessing in a warm atmosphere and needless to say the others were none too happy because they were nearly frozen.

Randy and Eileen spent the weekend in Kansas City for a Kansas City Barbecue Society's yearly banquet. They met folks Randy talks to on the phone but had never met. The banquet was a good one and they had lots of fun. Randy had been to the hotel when he toured with Paul Mc- Cartney but got to play tourist this time. They ate at Oklahoma Joe's famous barbecue restaurant and enjoyed seeing his store in Olathe, Kansas. They also shopped at Cabello's which was huge and Randy thought the Bass Pro Shops were big but there as no comparison. It was only zero degrees and the wind chill was 12 degrees below. Eileen who comes from Upstate New York and Randy who usually never thinks its cold decided they were tired of cold weather. When they got home it was 18 degrees.

Tim Scogin reported it was zero to twelve degrees in Littleton, Colorado. I was cold here at 25 degrees on Sunday and hearing those weather reports did not make me warmer.