Hard to believe that it has been 47 years since John and Herk had their car accident in Canada! We miss him every day! Kris and Herk celebrated their 50th Anniversary July of 2020 and continue to live in Chagrin Falls.
The apartment was very well decorated in what was left from the last renters (college students of course) in early salvation Army. I dont remember anyone ever spending the night there- and aside from we shouldn't have done it, there were no major problems and technically we shouldn't have done it. Fun and semi-innocent times that I miss along with some great friends. I have many good John Ganley and Herk Exline memories. It was always the Woodbury boys getting g us in trouble.
I vaguely remember Lanny. He lived on Drexmore closer to Coventry than John, across from what was then an empty wedge lot. Near Steve Killum I think. I don't remember much about him.
In re the Murray Hill area, I recall being at The Apartment once or twice but I recall the bars the Library and a place called THE. I was 18 in December of 1963 so able to buy 3.2 beer and join in liquor runs to New York State. In those days an 18 year old could buy any alcoholic drink in NY.
At some point we made a run and got a bottle on a Saturday afternoon. That evening someone brought the bottle to one of those bars and we bought cokes and added some whisky to enliven the experience. We did not finish the bottle and someone took it home.
But foolishly he brought it to school and it got into school. Then someone said give it to me and I will put it in my locker. Well of course this occurred in a setting where the glass clinked abd a teacher Heard it. Before long about ten of us were in Mr. Rupp's office. We had to get a note from a parent for the next day to come back to school. The note had to say we told our involvement, I do not recall how I phrased it to my mother who wrote the note. I was never up to writing such notes or signing report cards that were not great.
in any event one of the two who got caught with the bottle. Because of who is father was he got kicked out and graduated the next year. There was a certain injustice there because he did not buy the bottle. And his intentions were to prevent the other guy from getting caught. And his last name meant they would throw the book at him. The other guy spilled the beans so to speak and involved the rest of us.
But we were dumb and young. There may well be reason to believe we were protected a few times by the gods and their messengers.
My mother saved report cards. When she died I noted a few caustic replies to a teacher whom she did not like. My mother was always a lady and she could phrase her remarks with great elegance and you might not even realize at first she had just dumped on you. She also had taught school before marriage and could size teachers up quickly. But true to her generation she never showed them overt disrespect at home. Only later did she share her opinions.
I have deliberately only implicated myself because some of the others are now no longer with us. I was happy to share the story and my own guilt. I have done far worse. Hence the others deserve their anonymity.
The story is really a reminder of how foolish we could be. But the alcoholic laws then varied greatly by state. They were later standardized in the early 80s by the MADD campaign. Evanson Illinois was dry becuase the WCTU had its HQ there and the students at Northwestern had to go to Chicago to misbehave.
But when you were 18 then, you coukd get to NYC and have a drink. I recall the Shaker Xmas trip to NYC in 1963 meant I could do exatly that. My older brother ( he was 14 years older - I was a mid life suprise so to speak) was then starting his long career on Wall Street and on several occasions we went to a bar with his friends and he told me to order to be sophisticated. So I learned what a Rob Roy was and drank Dewar's on the rock. My father drank martinis when we went to Stouffer's and I got a horse's neck at 7.
Having adults for siblings meant that I had to try to be an adult at 7 but it meant they discussed everything in my presence. The Shepherd murder case was really interesting given its sexual explicity in the papers. Wife swapping was really intringuing to me at age 8. But I knew not to ask for details. And there was no internet to search for the meaning. It was still a more gracious and innocent time then now.
Harry G Exline
Hard to believe that it has been 47 years since John and Herk had their car accident in Canada! We miss him every day! Kris and Herk celebrated their 50th Anniversary July of 2020 and continue to live in Chagrin Falls.
Judi Bachman (Holtze)
Bill.. one of the guys who rented it. Dont remember his name.. got blown when his mother who was PTA president found out!
William H Gerak
The apartment was very well decorated in what was left from the last renters (college students of course) in early salvation Army. I dont remember anyone ever spending the night there- and aside from we shouldn't have done it, there were no major problems and technically we shouldn't have done it. Fun and semi-innocent times that I miss along with some great friends. I have many good John Ganley and Herk Exline memories. It was always the Woodbury boys getting g us in trouble.George Justin Ely
If I remember right the entire bath room was painted BLACK except for the toilet seat which was white. Had a lot of great times at that apartment.
William H Gerak
Buzz, that was done to reduce cleaning time and expenseJudi Bachman (Holtze)
Does anyone remeber alan( lanny) eden who,lived across the street from john ganley? He was a year younger than us.
Bruce Hughes
I vaguely remember Lanny. He lived on Drexmore closer to Coventry than John, across from what was then an empty wedge lot. Near Steve Killum I think. I don't remember much about him.
Joseph G Blake
In re the Murray Hill area, I recall being at The Apartment once or twice but I recall the bars the Library and a place called THE. I was 18 in December of 1963 so able to buy 3.2 beer and join in liquor runs to New York State. In those days an 18 year old could buy any alcoholic drink in NY.
At some point we made a run and got a bottle on a Saturday afternoon. That evening someone brought the bottle to one of those bars and we bought cokes and added some whisky to enliven the experience. We did not finish the bottle and someone took it home.
But foolishly he brought it to school and it got into school. Then someone said give it to me and I will put it in my locker. Well of course this occurred in a setting where the glass clinked abd a teacher Heard it. Before long about ten of us were in Mr. Rupp's office. We had to get a note from a parent for the next day to come back to school. The note had to say we told our involvement, I do not recall how I phrased it to my mother who wrote the note. I was never up to writing such notes or signing report cards that were not great.
in any event one of the two who got caught with the bottle. Because of who is father was he got kicked out and graduated the next year. There was a certain injustice there because he did not buy the bottle. And his intentions were to prevent the other guy from getting caught. And his last name meant they would throw the book at him. The other guy spilled the beans so to speak and involved the rest of us.
But we were dumb and young. There may well be reason to believe we were protected a few times by the gods and their messengers.
My mother saved report cards. When she died I noted a few caustic replies to a teacher whom she did not like. My mother was always a lady and she could phrase her remarks with great elegance and you might not even realize at first she had just dumped on you. She also had taught school before marriage and could size teachers up quickly. But true to her generation she never showed them overt disrespect at home. Only later did she share her opinions.
Judi Bachman (Holtze)
Wasnt one of them john corlette????
Joseph G Blake
I have deliberately only implicated myself because some of the others are now no longer with us. I was happy to share the story and my own guilt. I have done far worse. Hence the others deserve their anonymity.
The story is really a reminder of how foolish we could be. But the alcoholic laws then varied greatly by state. They were later standardized in the early 80s by the MADD campaign. Evanson Illinois was dry becuase the WCTU had its HQ there and the students at Northwestern had to go to Chicago to misbehave.
But when you were 18 then, you coukd get to NYC and have a drink. I recall the Shaker Xmas trip to NYC in 1963 meant I could do exatly that. My older brother ( he was 14 years older - I was a mid life suprise so to speak) was then starting his long career on Wall Street and on several occasions we went to a bar with his friends and he told me to order to be sophisticated. So I learned what a Rob Roy was and drank Dewar's on the rock. My father drank martinis when we went to Stouffer's and I got a horse's neck at 7.
Having adults for siblings meant that I had to try to be an adult at 7 but it meant they discussed everything in my presence. The Shepherd murder case was really interesting given its sexual explicity in the papers. Wife swapping was really intringuing to me at age 8. But I knew not to ask for details. And there was no internet to search for the meaning. It was still a more gracious and innocent time then now.