Saturday, May 2, 2026

reminisce

 Here we are on My 2nd.  Things are moving along.

1.  Announcement:  I play in the Community Band of Central Texas.  Proudly, I hold down a 3rd trumpet part.  It is so hard to actually practice in this house with my wife taking naps so often - of course, I never take a nap.  Luckily, I can pretty much the 3rd part with minimal practice.  To all of my former students who might be reading this - there is no excuse for YOU not to be practicing.  

2.  My granddaughter Shelby dropped by to see us Friday.  She had driven from Lubbock on her way to College Station.  She had a ticket to the Banana Ball Baseball game held in Kyle stadium.  Over 100,000  were in attendance.  That's a lot.  Learned the game would be broadcast on ESPN, 7 P.M.  I turned it on in hopes of seeing the G-dot  (among 100K?  Get serious.)  If you know me, you are aware that I'm not the greatest sports fan - name the sport, I'll find something else to do.   Now, that's not true when it comes to Texas Tech sports.  That's different.

I watched the entire Banana Ball game.  That was entertaining.  Fun.  Might be willing to watch another.  If you know nothing about this - Google!!  The rules are funny.  This game didn't end in a tie; but, if it had, that would have been a fun happening.  Look up the rules, too.   

3.  Recently noted that I am starting to post more on Facebook than here.  That doesn't make sense.  Here is an example:

     3A.  MAY DAY.  When I as in the 4th grade, we moved to Crete, Nebraska.  My father worked for Standard of Indiana running the 'logging' truck for oil exploration.  We moved a lot in my elementary years.  Crete celebrated May Day.  We dressed in Holland costumes w/ wooden shoes & made a May pole - which we had practice "for."  I know May 1st is celebrated in Russia .... No idea what wooden shoes have to do with Russia.  Moved to Odessa, TX for the 5th grade.  Never saw or heard of May Day since.  

     3B.  As an addition to this - that would have been about 1949-50.   One of my memories of Crete was that we drove to Lincoln on day to see Harry Truman as he passed through on his campaign train.  He stepped on the back platform and made a short speech.  I might mention that he was elected in 1948.  That messes with my memories a bit.  My younger brother Pat was born in Fowler, Kansas in April of 1949.  You can see my problem here.  Something is wrong.

     3C.  In Crete they have snow.  My folks bought me shoes which had grooves in the sole.  Later in life, I heard these called waffle stompers.  A memory I have is that with snow and ice and going out to play at recess, there was a pile of snow which all the boys would climb and slide down...on the feet, no sleds.  When I did this, the other boys would yell at me because my waffle stompers would  cut grooves in the ice.   I was abused as a child.  I need counseling.

     3D.  Another Crete memory (for band people) is:  I was in the Crete H.S. band in the 4th grade.  The band room was on an upper floor of a big red brick building.  Entrance was made by climbing up the outside fire escape.  In one of my 1st days in band, the director said to play the Bb concert scale.  I played the Bb scale on my cornet.  This was the day that I learned that this scale was the C scale on the cornet.  It's funny how I can remember this so vividly.  But, I learned how to transpose for the "concert" scale terminology.  

     3E.  We had a black 1948 Hudson.  My father bought 2 trailers - one  was the 53 ft trailer that big truckers pull down the highway.  The 2nd was a one bedroom trailer, common.  They were placed in an L shape.  My father remodeled the big trailer into a kitchen, dining room, living room, and one bedroom.   At night we 3 older boys slept in the little trailer & the parents slept in the big one with little brother Pat.   The middle of the little trailer was fixed into a radio repair shop which my father used as a 2nd  income.    My mother taught piano lessons when she could.

oh, enough of that.   Nebraska was cold.  I was glad to get to Texas when I could.  One year in Odessa.  Moved to Levelland for my oldest brother's senior year in H.S.  He grad in 1952.

closing - take care - find a Banana Ball game.  Fun.

mtz

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