GW Lary

I  remember G.W. Lary very well.  G.W. and his family were our neighbors growing up.  I always thought G.W. was so, so handsome, tall, dark hair (the Rudolph Valentino type).  In fact, I must confess, he was my first "heart throb/crush".  We and the other neighborhood kids spent many hours playing volleyball over the electrical wires, hide-n-seek, slinging statue, jumping board, ball & jacks, playing in the adjoining field/pasture where our neighbor veternarian? kept his horses and cows, etc. 

I don't remember his sister, Patsy, though.  Since her birthdate was Jan 6, 1927, she would have been approxunately 10 years older than I was (Dec 1936).  Patsy probably didn't acknowledge kids with that 10-year gap in ages.  Perhaps one might check-out the Grig years 1945 or 1946 (since we graduated in 1955).

I also remember Mr. Cathcart, tall and stern (although quiet pleasant when not enforcing rules) and his "towering presence" with those bushy eyebrows, as he spent an entire hour of chivalry protecting poor, young Miss McCrary. our 8th grade school teacher. 

Those were the good olde days!!  Such fun-loving, innocent years, but oh how all we girls did like to flirt with G.W. Lary.  I also had forgotten about G.W.'s go carts.

Sue Milner Strong,  Class of 1955

I remember Patsy Brown well .She was beautiful with dark black hair. We lived in Oak Ridge and they lived just above Babs addition. The garage and truck yard was across the steet from the house. IN THE EARLY days I remember her driving one of the few dump trucks they owned Her oldest son was Loyd Thomas . He was A year younger than me, but we ran together as we were from the same neighborhood. He was A privledged child ,he always had A new car during our school days. He never knew what the speed limit was nor did GW Larry. they always ran a 100 miles an hour.

I worked with GW in Many La. when I was at Nortwestern building hiway 6 from Robeline to Many.He was lots of fun

True story---GW went through the weight scales on hiway 80 when they were located near where La. downs is located now. He was driving A Corvette and they clocked him at A 101 miles an hour. He told the trooper it had to be a mistake. He asked the trooper to let him go back through there at A slower speed and clock his speed again to see if his speedomter was correct. They agreed and when he went through there a second time,they clocked him at 120 and never saw him again.

Ronnie Hennigan, Class of 1961