Buddy was always up for a good time. Died way too young. Think of him frequently. God bless him wherever he is. He did not have a mean bone in him. No small achievement.
Buddy always said he would retire at the age of 40. He did, but it was when he wraped his E-Jag around a tree in a Metro Park. Yes, he left us far too young...
#1 During our senior year, Buddy and I skipped out last period every day. He was supposed to be checking cars on the oval and I was supposed to be in gym, but the PE teachers thought I was supposed to be in study hall. I remember some of the stuff we did-we just drove around, went to McDonald's, played cards, sampled beverages found in his parents' liquor cabinet and practiced starting his Volkswagon in reverse while rolling it down the driveway. We were two seventeen year olds just having fun. Many years later when I was a high school principal, I would now and then stand by the door going out to the student parking lot at the start of last period and catch a few seniors who were skipping out of last period. They would say "How did you know we were leaving?". I would just smile and say "experience".
#2 A few months after Buddy died, my husband went to an auto salvage pool to buy cars for his business. He came home that night and said, "I brought you something". It was the license plates from Buddy's car. The Jag was in the salvage pool-there wasn't much left of it except the plates. I gave Joe Blake one of the plates and I still have the other.
Joseph G Blake
Buddy was always up for a good time. Died way too young. Think of him frequently. God bless him wherever he is. He did not have a mean bone in him. No small achievement.Judd Wellington Stroud
Buddy always said he would retire at the age of 40. He did, but it was when he wraped his E-Jag around a tree in a Metro Park. Yes, he left us far too young...
Ruth Ann Shehan (Rinto Gilliss)
Two stories about Buddy
#1 During our senior year, Buddy and I skipped out last period every day. He was supposed to be checking cars on the oval and I was supposed to be in gym, but the PE teachers thought I was supposed to be in study hall. I remember some of the stuff we did-we just drove around, went to McDonald's, played cards, sampled beverages found in his parents' liquor cabinet and practiced starting his Volkswagon in reverse while rolling it down the driveway. We were two seventeen year olds just having fun. Many years later when I was a high school principal, I would now and then stand by the door going out to the student parking lot at the start of last period and catch a few seniors who were skipping out of last period. They would say "How did you know we were leaving?". I would just smile and say "experience".
#2 A few months after Buddy died, my husband went to an auto salvage pool to buy cars for his business. He came home that night and said, "I brought you something". It was the license plates from Buddy's car. The Jag was in the salvage pool-there wasn't much left of it except the plates. I gave Joe Blake one of the plates and I still have the other.
Joseph G Blake
Ruth Ann,Still have the plate. Reminds of him almost daily.
Joe