Biographies F - I
FINFER, Ray | HANKINS, Rita Jane JOWERS THOMPSON | HICKS, Theresa |
Jerry FITZHUGH | HANN, Harold | HILL, Jean |
FREY, Wade | HANN, Marian | Genevieve HITT |
GLOVER, David | HAYES, Judy | |
Ken GOLDBLATT | ||
Mike WAYMAN GRANT | HEDGES, Victor | HOOD, Tom |
GREEN, Dana | HENDERSON, Larry | HOPKINS, Jana |
Jerry GRIDER | Caleb HERNDON | HOWELL, Beverly |
GUNN, Catherine | HERNDON, MaryAnn | Joe HUMPHREY |
HALE, Teri | ||
HAMPTON, Jane | HERSHEY, Marvin |
Rita Jane HANKINS JOWERS THOMPSON
I think back about how I spent my summers during this time. Little League baseball was at the top of the list. I played in the Key City Little League for the McIlwain Ford Thunderbirds from age 8 to 12. Summer mornings found me headed to the Fair Park recreation center for games of pool, ping pong, darts, dodge ball, etc. I would normally be accompanied by Jackie Harrison who lived on South 11th and Barrow Streets (actually one house off Barrow, I believe). Weekends were consumed by baseball games, trips to Abilene State Park and the freezing waters of its swimming pool and the special trips to the swimming hole in Cisco below the big dam. |
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The best thing about being a Central Wildcat was the slide. It was actually a steep-sided, steel fire escape, from a second-floor classroom window down to the ground, but it was steeper and slicker than any other slide at any playground in town. When school was closed, we would get a handful of dirt and scoot ourselves up the slide from the ground, throw the dirt down ahead of us, and slide like the wind, screaming all the way. In the summer, we had to wait until evening, until the slide cooled off a little. At 417 Poplar St., you could hear things coming. Trains, thunderstorms, the Popsicle cart, the DDT truck. I could make out the distinctive whiny sound of the pump motor on the DDT truck, in plenty of time to get into the back yard and see the white cloud rising out of the trees a block away. It was as if they ran this thing just for us kids. When I was on Safety Patrol, Abilene High was still in the old building, directly behind Central. I always got stationed at the street crossing at S. 2nd and Peach, right by the old Eagle Gym, and all the high school boys crossing the street there would thump me on top of my white helmet and comment on my bravado. Worse than that, the high school girls would laugh. How I wound up in the bushes at Cobb Park with Genevieve Hitt escapes my memory. We were in fifth grade, and going to Cobb Park had something to do with school, a field trip, a picnic. We snuck off into a big clump of bushes where nobody could see us, and we kissed. Genevieve was blonde and fair, and the first girl I ever kissed, there in the Cobb Park bushes. I will never forget that. Sometimes in the summer it got so hot you couldn’t play outside because the sidewalks were too hot to walk on barefoot. I loved it when a thunderstorm would come up on a hot day like that. Everything totally still and hot on the glider on the front porch, and the cicadas singing in the trees, making the only noise in the world. Then in the northwest I could see a little rim of cloud, and it grew higher and darker as it got closer, and then the thunder started, faint at first but enough to shut up the cidacas, or “locusts,” as we called them. Then the rain would hit. Down at the corner there was a dip in the street, to channel runoff. As soon as the dip was full of rain, I’d run down there and wade. At the bottom, the rainwater was warm from the hot pavement, but up at my shins, it was cold. I was 12 years old (1955). That summer, I worked for Abilene Reproduction Co. They printed blueprints, and other schematic documents, in a room filled with big machines that reeked of ink and ammonia. - Mike Wayman, Central [Special thanks to the "The Sovereign Neighborhoods" class project - Editor, Michael Grant (Mike Wayman)] ********************* Michael has lived in San Diego East County since he arrived from Texas in 1972. He worked at The San Diego Union for 20 years—as a reporter, editor and columnist. In 1990, he became journalism and media instructor at Grossmont College, where he taught and wrote stories for Grossmont's newsletter, Campus Scene. He has authored several books, including Warbirds—How They Played the Game and Michael Grant's Cookbook. He operated an online writing service, The Write Outsource, at writeoutsource.com, and he is at work on two books, one about media literacy, the other a novel. He and his wife, Karen—herself a writer and also a lawyer—live in southeast unincorporated La Mesa. Grant is presently in the 62nd grade. He is a member of the 1961 graduating class at Abilene High School, and of the class of 1965 at Stanford University. Also important to his education were three years in the U.S. Army, 1966-69. He was an artillery officer and did not have to go to Vietnam. Three quotes important to his work: Grant has won several awards for his work, but none to match the achievement of his son, Tyler Grant, who is the 2008 National Flatpicking Guitar champion. Source: (www.patch.com/users/michael-grant-2) ********************* Mike graduated from the 12th grade with the 1961 class of Abilene High School (Texas), as "Michael Grant WAYMAN". On 22 Jul 2019, Grant graduated from the 70th grade and was elevated to a better place. He leaves behind his 4th wife Karen, his son Tyler Grant, daughter, Jessie Bell and several others. |
What we considered a good workout was chasing a DDT truck dispersing a cloud of toxic smoke for 16 blocks, while devouring an Eskimo Pie we had retrieved from the neighborhood ice cream wagon. DDT also went good with a Dreamcicle. After hosing down for 30 minutes in the back yard sprinkler, we made our way into the house for the best home-cooked meal in town. You were always welcome to stay. Then it was out the doors for the neighborhood sunset. We played marbles, tops, yo-yos, kite flying, Red Rover, kick the can, while it was still light. As the sun set, it was hide and go seek, and the gathering of lightning bugs. On our backs, we could make a wish on a falling star, how far is far, how is there no end, I wish I may, I wish I might . . . “You kids get inside and clean up, it’s past your bedtime!!” Kirby and I could mow two lawns on Saturday morning with his dad’s new gasoline-powered lawnmower (the only one within miles). Kirby and I had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Sue Proffitt. Sue lived up the road from us near a good crawdad hole on Catclaw Creek. Our first date with Sue was to the Paramount Theater. Her mom drove us there and we split the cost 60-40 (the mower belonged to Kirby’s dad). After three or seven months, Sue fell in love with some other guys. We were heartbroken for 13 or six minutes. Kirby took up with someone close to his house. He hated to walk. I went five crawdad holes up Catclaw Creek to Ambler Ave. to the home of “the triplets:” Janice, Joyce and Carl Berry. Joyce and Janice were hard to tell apart. Janice was my girlfriend and she was the first girl I ever kissed. I think it was Janice, it was so dark down there in that cellar. |
Jane attended Abilene High her sophomore and junior years but graduated from Abilene Christian High School in 1961. However, she has been a true AHS '61 booster since she first entered those hallowed halls in 1958. |
Rita Jane HANKINS JOWERS THOMPSON Rita was born August 17, 1943 in Memphis, Texas. She spent her childhood with her brother, Jack, and a host of aunts, uncles, and cousins as they shared their time together with family between Memphis, Quanah, and Abilene. Her family moved to Abilene and Rita attended school, graduating from Abilene High School in 1961. She then attended Abilene Christian College, where she obtained her Bachelors of Science in Education in 2 ½ years. She married Terry Joe Jowers and they moved to Midland, where she taught elementary school and Terry was a member of the Midland Police Department. They were blessed with two sons, Mark and Tony. In 1972, Terry was killed in a motorcycle accident. Rita and the boys moved back to Abilene, where she ultimately met and married John Glenn Thompson in 1973. John later adopted the two boys, and the family eventually made their home in Abilene after living in Dallas and Lake Jackson, Texas. The family grew when John and Rita welcomed their third son, Glenn in 1976 and later, their baby girl, Ginger, in 1978. Rita enjoyed being a homemaker and an educator during her children’s childhood. She also volunteered her time as a member of the Auxiliary at Hendricks Medical Center, she was on the Board of Directors of the Ben Richey Boys Ranch, and was the President of the Dixie Little League for many years. She participated in the Abilene Garden Club, and was a member of the women’s sorority Beta Sigma Phi. In 1995, Rita obtained her Master’s Degree in Education from Tarleton State University. By this time, the family had relocated to Austin, and she began serving children as an elementary school Counselor. She enjoyed this season of her life until she retired from the Austin Independent School District in 2005. John and Rita then moved back to Abilene, built a home together, where they could enjoy their retirement with family and friends. |
Harold Buckley Hann, Sr.Harold Buckley Hann, Sr. was born on April 15, 1942, in Phoenix, Ariz. He graduated from Abilene High School in Texas. He was enlisted in the U.S. Navy for four years where he served two tours in Vietnam. On Dec. 5, 1964, he married the former Ruth Helwig in Arlington Heights, IL. After his honorable discharge from the Navy, Harold served as District Director of the Boy Scouts of America. He then owned and operated Hann's Construction in Waterloo since 1982 for the rest of his working career. He was a very active member of Four Lakes Church of Christ in Madison where he served in numerous capacities. Harold was a member of the American Legion 233 in Waterloo. He was a member of the Boy Scouts where he earned the highest rank of Eagle Scout. As an adult he served as the District Chairmen of Four Lakes. In 2001, he was a elected town of Waterloo, Iowa Supervisor and served for 14 years. Harold enjoyed fishing, golfing and street rodding with his '31 Chevy. |
Dr. Caleb William HERNDON, MD, Ph.D. ( 5 Feb 1943 - 4 Apr 2012) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Obituary ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brookhaven Caleb William Herndon, MD, PhD, age 69, died April 4th 2012, at Kings Daughter's Medical Center in Brookhaven, MS, following a hard-fought struggle with pancreatic cancer. On February, 5 1943, Caleb William Herndon was born in Lubbock, TX , and raised in Abilene, TX. He graduated from Abilene High School in 1961, fifteenth out of 551. He was president of the Sophomore, Junior, and Senior Classes, a National Honor Society member, and a Finalist in the International Science Fair of 1961. He graduated Abilene Christian College with a B.S. degree, major in biology, minor in chemistry, minor in bible, in 1965, and was on the Dean's Honor Roll. Caleb graduated from the University of Mississippi Medical Center in Jackson, MS, in 1969, with a Ph.D. in physiology and biophysics. He then graduated from Tulane Medical School, in New Orleans, LA, with his M.D. in 1972. Caleb was a much-respected, valued, and loved husband, father and ophthalmologist. He served over 30,000 families over his career of 35 years. His talents were exceptional, providing diagnosis and treatment of complicated cases and making himself available to his patients at anytime of the day or night. He was a talented surgeon, voracious reader, and lover of knowledge, continually studying the latest research, reading textbooks, and honing his medical skills. In addition to his expert knowledge of ophthalmology, he also diagnosed neurological disorders, cardiac disease, and cancer. His colleagues knew him as a great humorist, many times keeping them, "in stitches" in more ways than one, in the operating room. Caleb enjoyed a wonderful relationship with this community, and was awarded "Lion of The Year" by the Brookhaven Evening Lions Club in 2011 for his extraordinary service. Not only has Caleb had a love of people, but also of a love of animals. He raised Horses, Australian Shepherds, Hogs, Donkeys, Cows, Cats, and at the time of his death, he even had a pet squirrel that he rescued. He was extremely soft hearted and couldn't say "no" to a stray animal, or human being. He was a very generous man and the world was a better place because of his presence. Caleb is survived by his wife, Natalie Brown Herndon, Ph.D., MS, formerly of Jackson, MS, his two children, Natalie Cox Herndon, Ph.D. of Salt Lake City, UT, and Caleb William "Billy" Herndon, of Jackson, MS, his stepmother, Betty Warner Herndon of San Diego, CA, his stepsister Dianna Warner Lewis and her husband Darryl Lewis of San Diego, CA, and stepbrother Ronnie Warner of Tucson, AZ. Preceding him in death were his father, Sam Cyril Herndon of Tucson, AZ, his mother, Dorothy Ernestine "Teeny" Cox Herndon, and his brother, Ted Herndon of Tucson, AZ. May God richly bless the entire staff of the University of Mississippi Medical Center (Oncology, Fifth Floor staff and nurses, and Drs. Puneky, Herrin, and Helling), Kings Daughter's Medical Center (especially the angelic third floor medical staff), Haven Hall Nursing Home, and Hospice Compassus. Local visitation will be held at the Brookhaven Funeral Home, located on Natchez road, Tuesday, April 10th, from 5:00-8:00 pm. Funeral services will be held at the Meadowbrook Church of Christ, in Jackson, MS, on Wednesday, April 11th, with visitation at 4:30 pm and the funeral service to follow at 5:30 pm. In lieu of flowers, please send donations to the following organizations: Kings Daughter's Medical Center, care of hospital administrator, Mr. Alvin Hoover, to whom we owe so much; Meadowbrook Church of Christ, care of Jerry Neil, senior minister, 4261 I-55 North, Jackson, MS 39206: or to Reverend Jerry Sullivan, minister, 322 Quitman Lane, Brookhaven, MS 39601. Published in Clarion Ledger on April 8, 2012 |
I attended Valley View until the 4th grade and at that time my home address was 2126 Washington. It was later renamed Parramore because of confusion with Washington Blvd. on ACC Hill. A short street with 3 houses. It intersected Kirkwood on the West and ended at Cat Claw Creek where we (primarily my brothers and their friends) dug the caves, and on the east end it ended at Dr. Jim Alexander's mesquite pasture with his horses. I could write a book myself on that area of Abilene, from Victoria to Kirkwood, and N. 1st to N. 9th. Then in the 4th grade we moved to 626 E.N.10th on the ACU Hill, and I went to Central Elem. Across from Dad's store was an "elite" apartment complex for that time. Mrs. Hilgenburg owned it and she later married R.A. Bible-Bible Hardware on Walnut St.. This apartment building was a dorm for ACU when the college was located in the Coca Cola Building. Her tenants were really "top notch" people - i.e., CPA's and retirees. East of this on N. 2nd, was Lankford's Manufacturing, Pat Lankford class of '59? They manufactured government uniforms if I remember correctly. My Dad had a generous heart. He charged family's groceries until pay day and at times even beyond pay day. Families had needs and Dad would make sure the children had food regardless of the paycheck and how it was being spent - perhaps on booze which had to be "bootlegged." I have a vivid memory of a new "extended" family that had moved into our neighborhood. Looking back now I believe she had 5 children and he had 4, both by previous marriages. The couple had met Dad and he agreed to charge the groceries. However, when a 5 year old with golden curls and probably a hand-me-down dress came into the store and picked up 2 rolls of toilet tissue, walked up to the counter without any sign of money, Dad asked, "who is the for?" The reply, as only an innocent child could respond, "all of us." This brought a moment of laughter and years later a smile to my face as I can hear my Dad chuckling at the expression. First love, first kiss, oh, what a moment of bliss. It was the 6th grade football picnic where we took our trip into the bushes, and, oh, how my stomach did a flip with that kiss! We were going steady in the 6th grade which included his silver ring with turqoise setting worn every day around my neck. It was really great when rainy days or cold weather found us square dancing on the wooden floors of Central Elementary. I remember his beautiful mother, I've never forgotten her name, June, picking me up in a dream car by today standards, a '54 Olds hardtop. There we were riding in the backseat as boyfriend/girlfriend..... Oh, my goodness, such innocent memories of the '50's. The VFW Clubhouse was a stately white home with a white iron fence, which we walked the iron pipes when the sidewalk was too hot-before flip-flops.. Pat Clayton class of '61 was a playmate that would swim with me. The pool was on west of the clubhouse. It had a "tadpole" pool out front and then the larger pool was really "huge" in the mind of a child. I would think it was 50 feet across and maybe 100 ft. long? with a high diving board and also lower one. Dr. Lindley's Animal Clinic, a rock building, joined the west side and sat on Cat Claw Creek Bank, with that being the end of N. 1st -a gravel road. There was a large grey house where Stuart Lindley (class '58?) lived with his parents and they made Lindley Sandwiches and delivered to various stores, Dad's included. |
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* Classmates Name = Attended 20th year reunion, AHS '61 in 1981
± Name - Indicates attended with AHS ‘61 Class but did not participate in Graduation Ceremony