Mike Stensrud
mikestensrud@cableone.net
1101 Magnolia Bayou Boulevard
Ocean Springs, MS 39564
703- 819-1617 (cell)
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Duane Michael “Mike” Stensrud
After graduation in 1964, I worked for my dad in a construction company as a
laborer. In the spring of 1965, I went to LSU for a semester. In the summer of
1965, I worked as a helper for a small electrical company. That fall I was able
to enroll in the IBEW Electrical Apprentice Program in Local Union #995.
In late January of 1966 Uncle Sam invited me to come be a soldier. I didn’t want
to be a soldier. I wanted to wear a nice looking uniform, so I joined the Marine
Corps. I went to boot camp in San Diego, CA, so I was a “Hollywood” marine. On
boot leave in June, I married my hometown love who graduated in 65 from BHS,
Linda Boatman. After almost three years in “Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children”
(USMC), we had our son, Brynn Lee, who was one of the first half dozen born in
the new Woman’s Hospital. He cost my dad $25.00! Try to have a kid for that now.
That was 1968.
In 1969 I “graduated “from the Marine Corps. In 1970 we had Sherri Lynn, our
daughter, and I was working as an electrical apprentice in #995. From then until
now kind of goes like this. I became a licensed LA General Contractor and built
multi and single family houses and some light commercial work. I joined the Navy
Seabee Reserve at “Ryan” Airport for 3.5 years, and then transferred to the LA
National Guard as a weekend warrior, little knowing or even imagining where that
would wind up. At the time, it was just some extra money to help raise a family.
In the late 70’s when the housing market went bust, I started traveling around
the country doing electrical work. After two divorces I wound up in the
Washington, DC area doing electrical work. The company I was working for asked
me to go to Alaska to work; I said no, got laid off, and was unemployed. I had
then joined the DC National Guard on weekends, so a friend of mine asked me why
I didn’t go to work for the National Guard Bureau in Arlington, VA. I agreed to
go on a 180 day “tour”, liked it, and signed on full time in 1992. Spent several
months in Iraq and Kuwait and I retired from there in 2006. I now work as a
consultant for a defense contractor.
As of this writing, I am going through a third divorce and am planning on moving
to the Gulf Coast area where my daughter and two of my four grandsons live, ages
8 and 7. My daughter is a court reporter and her husband works for the DEA. My
son also has two boys, one 5 and the other is 7 months. He is a mortgage banker
in Atlanta and his wife is a housewife raising the boys. THE END.
Doc Stevens
lstevens47@yahoo.com
3041 State Line Road
Osyka, MS 39657
601-542-1841 (home)
225-921-6552
(cell -his)
225-937-4956
(cell -hers)
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Doc Stevens since 1964
1964-1965 Ranger Junior College, Ranger TX Football Scholarship
United States Marine Corps Officer Candidate School 1967
Graduated from LSU, commissioned USMC 2nd Lieutenant and married Lyn West, all
from August 3, 1968 to August 6, 1968…Wow!
Vietnam- 1969- Infantry platoon commander was wounded- hospitalized in
Portsmouth, VA. Medically retired but went back in USMC and stayed in until 1979
Worked for Exxon and owned own businesses in construction and retail after 1979
2 sons Michael- born 1971- mechanical engineer and Eric- born 1975- physical
therapist
Both married to beautiful ladies- four grandchildren
Grandchildren: Michael’s are 7 year old Justin and 2 year old Haley and Eric’s
are 2 year old Jaxon and 1 year old Kira
Retired in 2003 at age 57- got lucky in the stock market,
Currently playing:
with grandkids
golfing
fishing
honey do’s
flying- licensed in 1973 and bought airplane
Crazy Stuff:
Still married to my first wife…married for 38 years
Parachuted out of perfectly good airplanes
Scuba diver- dove in Hawaii, Philippines, Taiwan and Okinawa
Owned and sailed three different sailboats- two in Hawaii in the 70’s and one in
Lake Ponchartrain in 90’s. Sailed extensively in the Virgin Islands and Hawaii
Owned and drove race boat- class E-service (E-10-S) similar to offshore boats.
Raced closed course and ranked 3rd in nation in 1971
Today- Enjoying life- Don’t sweat the small stuff-It’s all small.
Maria Stokes
Has requested not to be contacted
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Ernest Tate
enjtate@aol.com
Post Office Box 310
Denham Springs, LA 70727
225-664-9603
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Becky Taylor
Has requested not to be contacted
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Penny Taylor
penny.taylor@medtronic.com
1023 Treetop Village Dr.
Ballwin, MO 63021
636-394-8693
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PENNY TAYLOR
I was born in New Orleans, spent six wonderful years in Jackson, MS (3rd – 8th
grades), then started Baker High in the 9th grade, when my parents relocated to
Baker...so I came to the party late.
I graduated from Southeastern with a BS in Zoology in 1968 and from Charity
Hospital School of Medical Technology with another BS in 1969 – guess that
degree is historical now.
I married Harlan Struble in 1970, and we lived in Richmond, VA (another
wonderful city) for three years while he was in medical school at the Medical
College of Virginia. Our first daughter was born there. We spent a year back in
New Orleans, where he did a year of residency at Tulane (again at Charity) and
where we had our second daughter. He finished his residency at the University of
Arkansas medical school in Little Rock and set up a practice there.
Harlan and I were married for 16 years and have been divorced for 20 years now.
We have stayed in close touch because of our daughters - Marci, who is 35, has
been married to Andy Belval for 11 years (they both graduated from Bradley
University in Peoria, IL) and has the two boys in my life - Jason, who is five,
and Ethan, who just turned two. No one could have ever told me how happy they
would make me. They live about a mile from me here in St. Louis. Dabney is 33
and has been married to Sean Vaccaro for two years. They are expecting twins - a
boy and a girl (so I will have a granddaughter!) - in September. She graduated
from Southeastern in nursing and met Sean there. So the only downfall is that
they will live in Hammond forever (at this point) - I will miss getting to be
with the new babies as often as I am with Jason and Ethan. Harlan is there and
my family is still in Baton Rouge, so they will get a lot of attention. And Sean
is very close to his family in Hammond.
I had a brief (disappointing) second marriage (truly married on the rebound),
and that is what got me to St. Louis - he was transferred. But good things can
come out of bad - I have had the good fortune to work with many dedicated, smart
people at Medtronic, Inc. for almost
19 years now. St. Louis took a bit of adjusting - midwesterners are different
from southerners - but it is home now. I think I would prefer to return to
Little Rock when I retire (I just loved it there and have many close friends
there still), but I imagine I will stay where the grandkids are...and Marci is
just my best friend in the world.
Medtronic, headquartered in Minneapolis, is the largest cardiac therapy device
(pacemakers, defibrillators) company in the world. The founder of the company
was the co-inventor of the pacemaker. I am sales support for the St. Louis
district office. I answer to (or vice versa) about 30 people - requires many
skills, most of which I have learned over the years. It is a very satisfying
job. I hope to work until I am 66. I worked as a med tech until Marci was seven
months old - then didn't hold a formal job for 14 years. I managed the business
part of Harlan's medical practice for eight years, so I was not entirely without
skills when I had to return to the work world fulltime. So I have been in the
medical field, directly or indirectly, since we graduated. I think I have had
the best of both worlds - being able to stay home when the girls were young and
then having a fulfilling career.
Even more directly I have had my share of medical problems for about 13 years
now. In 1993 I was diagnosed with the autoimmune disease ulcerative colitis -
the counterpart of Crohn's disease but in the lower intestine. Finally in 2003,
they had to remove my colon - so I live with an ileostomy (call myself the “bag
lady”), which has become "no big deal" - better than the alternative, as they
say. I have had several surgeries, the last one being the Friday before Katrina
hit - so I had plenty to watch on TV while recuperating. I am doing much better
now; Medtronic has been so good to me with all of the time off I have had to
take through the years. I mention this only to say if you know of anyone having
to face a situation like this, I would be glad to talk with them. It does help
to have someone to talk to who has had a similar experience. They could call me
any time.
My dear mother died of Alzheimer's in 2002 - we really lost her about four years
before that - what a terrible disease. My dad was a great caretaker and is
enjoying good health for 82 years old - lives just off of Kleinpeter Road now. I
really enjoyed the anecdotes Gwen related about her aging parents. I have
similar funny memories from my mom.
I have had many hobbies (nothing that would win any awards) and have done some
traveling through the years. I did quite a bit of volunteer work when I didn’t
have a job. I hope to do more of all of these activities when I retire. Reading
has always been, and still is, my favorite pastime. Also, I am a news junkie –
political and otherwise. I count my daughters as my greatest accomplishment.
Like most of us, I will turn 60 this year. Quite a milestone; this exercise has
been a good reflection. So my life thus far --- very good – especially if I can
say my greatest disappointment has been Mark McGwire!
Dianne Thigpen Muscarello
longshadows@centurytel.net
P.O. Box 37
Idleyld Park, OR 97447
541-496-2124
BIO:
March 2020, the world as we all knew it turned upside down. Covid-19 attacked the entire planet. Most people’s lives went into chaos, but not ours. Nancy and I lived in a very rural area and made a practice of not going to town more frequently than once every 7 to 10 days already.
We hunkered down a little more and fast became zoomers. Our bookclub met monthly on zoom. We digitally accessed books at the library and downloaded them to our electronic devices. We worked in the garden, mowed grass, hauled in firewood and life continued pretty much as normal.
The biggest impact on our lives was no more WorkAwayers. For those of you who do not know what that is: WorkAway is an online location where international travelers who are willing to work and international destinations who need workers can meet. In 2016 we had our first WorkAwayer come and work for 2 weeks. The rules say that the host (that was us) had to provide room and board for the duration of the stay. The worker had to work 4 - 5 hours 5 days out of 7 for free. We set the date and the duration of the stay. What more could you ask for. As you all know, getting older means there are more things that get more difficult to do.
Of course my son went ballistic. "Mom, you are going to have a strange man living in your house?" YES!
Over the next 3 years we had a lot of workers, most were international and we loved each and every one of them. They were hard workers. They were all very courteous. They were from Australia, France, Germany, Spain, as well as various places in the US.
But on September 8, 2020 our lives changed forever! The Archie Creek Fire swept through the North Umpqua River basin and destroyed 109 homes plus countless other structures. It was a once in a hundred years kind of event. Winds in excess of 70 mph blew through the forest, knocking down trees and breaking off limbs. Five separate forest fires were started when power lines were knocked do.
One was at the very bottom of our hill, our only escape route was through a raging inferno. We had maybe 20 minutes notice, so we escaped with our lives, our computers, our dog, and 2 days worth of clothes we had packed in a "Go Bag."
Our home was destroyed within the hour after we left. We evacuated to the neighboring town. But that ill wind followed down the canyon and we had to evacuate a second time within 12 hours. What a day.
We stayed in a motel for a couple weeks. A friend invited us to stay with her for another 5 weeks, then we connected with a woman who needed a house-sitter over the winter.
From November until April we have lived in the heart of a huge subdivision in the city of Roseburg, Oregon - population 23,973. Small by many people’s standards. Between the overwhelming grief of losing our home, all our possessions, our way of life, our history and the sudden immersion into city life, we were plagued with depression.
We lost everything! Not a single paper photo survived. Every BHS yearbook gone in a puff of smoke. My huge crawfish boiling pot turned into a small silver puddle. All of my antique (pre-civil war) furniture gone. My grandma’s china and crystal. My wedding china. My wedding photo album. My son’s childhood pictures, home videos, preschool artwork. All of it, every damn thing gone in a puff of smoke. That was almost unbearable. And when people would say, "It is only things," I wanted to kill them. It was not just things. It was memories, part of my heart and soul, my personal history, a serious part of ME was gone.
We spent the first 2 months dealing with insurance, FEMA, salvage logging (you have to cut down dead trees or they become a hazard and you are personally liable if someone gets hurt by one of your trees falling on them). We even sought counseling as we struggled with depression. Could not sleep more than a couple hours a night. Could not focus on tasks that needed doing. Crying at the slightest things. The counselor explained that we had PTSD big time in addition to having a death for which we were grieving.
Once we got past the initial flood of paperwork and insurance stuff, the task of finding a new home began. Because California fires had made thousands of people homeless, plus the many Oregon fires, we where competing for a dwelling with thousands of displaced persons. We spent hours (8 to 10) every day scanning the real estate websites. A new listing would come on and within minutes we had contacted our realtor and had an appointment to go see it.
Months of disappointment after disappointment. We were still very down. Feeling beaten by the system. Until Easter weekend, when our offer on a property was accepted. As of this writing we have not moved in. We haven’t even closed. But we know one phase of our life is coming to an end as the next phase just begins.
Long Shadows pre-fire
Long Shadows post-fire
Long Shadows post logging (It is now NO shadows)
The new beginning:
Geraldine Threeton Bonvillian
gbonvillian@ibervillecompanies.com
6511 Bryce Canyon Dr. S.
Greenwell Springs, LA 70739
225-752-2194(work)
225-261-9624 (home)
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Name while at Baker High? What is your name now?
Geraldine Threeton Gerri Bonvillian
What year, grade did you begin at Baker? What schools did you attend
before Baker?
I began school at Baker in the fourth grade. I think that would make it
somewhere around 1955.
What are your three best, most vivid, or funniest memories from your
years at Baker? In the classroom? At BHS events or games? Friends? Teachers?
One of my best memories is Coach Jones and how handsome I thought he was.
Most vivid would be when my father found out I had gone to the Ratzskeller with
Wayne Wroten after a football banquet. Naturally, we were underage. That was a
really black day.
Funniest- a talent show that Peggy Ford, Brenda Herring and I were in. We sang “Sugartime”.
We wore millions of petticoats (starched) to make our skirts stand out. The guys
in the audience told us they could see up our dresses. They thought it was
funny. We were so embarrassed.
Tell us about education or training following graduation from Baker
High? Degrees? Honors? Accomplishments?
N/A
Did you get married? When? Where? To whom? Still married? Do you want
to talk about how many times?
In 1979, I married “Kit” Bonvillian. He is the best thing that has ever
happened to me.
Tell us about your children and grandchildren. How many? Ages?
Accomplishments? Best or funniest experiences with them.
My son, Christopher Mark Bonvillian, Jr. was born in 1981. He graduated
from Central Private School with a baseball scholarship to McNeese in Lake
Charles. He was a pitcher, blew out his elbow, had Tommy-Johns in Birmingham,
AL, rehabbed for 18 months, never really came back, and transferred to LSU where
he is now in Mechanical Engineering with a 4.0 GPA. He got his father’s brain.
What places have you lived? Where do you live now? Will you stay
where you are or will you move elsewhere when you retire?
We live in Comite Hills Subdivision in Central. We built our dream house
three years ago so I am quite sure Christopher will bury us on the land
What kinds of things have you done in life? Have you held just one job
or have you done lots of different things?
Many different things- worked for the City of Baton Rouge for 18 years.
Part of this time was spent scheduling events held at Centroplex and traveling
to various states selling the city to groups who were interested in having their
conventions in Baton Rouge. I worked in real estate for many years. I have
worked many, many years with my husband in our business.
What are your hobbies? Interests? What do you do for fun? Reading?
Gardening? Fishing? Dining? Concerts?
Gardening- I recently completed the Master Gardener Class and this is my
therapy.
Are you still working or are you retired? Retiring soon? Plans for
retirement?
Still working. I seem to function a lot better when I have a schedule. I
have cut my hours down a little and have been gardening more.
Any pets? Dogs? Cats? Horses? Snakes? Tarantulas? Wombats?
I help my sister with Sassy, a miniature dachshund. She is my love. Since I
work a lot, she is Judy’s dog but I keep her anytime they let me
Have you been published? Won any awards? Have you invented anything?
Have you held elected office?
Not a thing
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Sue Toler
suetoler@cox.net
4720 Lavey Lane
Baker, LA 70714
225-775-6028
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I have lived in Baker on the corner of Lavey Lane and Morvant my entire life.
The only reason I was born in College Park, Maryland was my dad; Jack Toler was
attending the University of Maryland and playing football for a new young coach
named Paul Bryant. When I was 3 ½ months old, my parents returned to Baker.
The Sunday after our June 10th dinner the following letter appeared in the Ask
Marilyn section of the Parade Magazine:
Why do our high school experiences occupy such a prominent place in our
memories?
During high school, we develop the most vigorous adult bodies we will ever have.
At the same time, we possess the least amount of sense we will ever have. This
combination produces many memorable moments!
Well I know without a doubt I fall into the ‘least amount of sense” category. I
loved going to Baker; didn’t care much about the learning, but I sure enjoyed
the socializing. I made the “extremely intelligent” decision to run off and get
married in my junior year. I went to summer school and received my diploma and
did not graduate with my class. I haven’t had many regrets in my life, but not
graduating with my fellow classmates is one.
Here are some of my memories:
· Sandy Quirk and I were best friends in high school
· Riding my horse over to Mary Alice Foster’s home on Groom Road.
· The 25 cent cheeseburgers at Blankenship’s Drug Store
· The cafeteria’s yeast rolls, cornbread dressing and cherry cobbler
· The cute tight shorts the basketball players wore
· The old ratty wooden building that was the GIRLS gym and the BOYS got the nice
new gym.
· The Quonset hut that served as our cafeteria in elementary school. If at age
5, I can remember how deplorable the building was, can you just imagine how bad
it must have been?
· At age 14, driving myself to the school to take Driver’s Ed with Coach
Boudreaux
· During a Biology exam, Mr. Brumfield reading something and saying “OK now,
folks, I’m fixing to look up”
· Mr. Griffin, the Band Director picking up a rock to prompt us to play “Rock
Around The Clock” during football games
In 1965, I went to work for the Department of Highways as a keypunch operator.
Sheila McGrew Sharkey and I worked side by side for about 15 years. Over the
years I took classes at LSU and moved into the accounting field. In 1981, I
transferred to the Department of Health and Hospitals. In September of 1997, I
retired from the Department of Social Services as a Fiscal Manager.
In November 1996, I started working part time for Feliciana Cellars Winery in
Jackson, La and became the Business Manager after I retired from the State. In
January of this year, I started working as the Clinical Program Coordinator for
a weight management program at Ochsner Health Center on Bluebonnet and still
manage the winery on weekends. So much for retirement.
Needless to say the first marriage didn’t work out. In 1971, I married Johnny
Bourgeois and we had Brandon Toler Bourgeois, born January 27, 1974 and Beau
Jeffrey Bourgeois, born November 27, 1979. I also had the privilege to help
raise two step-children (with whom I am still close) Tim Bourgeois, born August
27, 1963, and Beverly Bourgeois Lasseigne, born January 27, 1966. Johnny and I
divorced in 1982.
My boys have been the joy of my life. (That’s so much easier to say now that
they’re adults.) Brandon is self-employed in the construction business and is
married to Kacie. They have given me a “perfect” grandson, Brenden Toler
Bourgeois, born March 27, 2004. Oh by the way, Kacie’s birthday in on October
27. As long as I can remember the month, I have no trouble with birthdays.
Before I tell you about Beau, I have to tell a quick “Beau” story. When Beau was
around 9 years old, he got a puppy and named her Muffin. The first time Muffin
came into heat, I had to explain to Beau that Muffin could get pregnant and have
puppies. His little mind pondered this information for about three days. One
morning as I was fixing Beau’s breakfast, he looks at me and says, “ Mom, I
guess you’ve been in heat twice, huh?” Beau is now a corpsman (Surgical Room
Tech) in the US Navy stationed in Virginia Beach, VA. on the Marine amphibious
assault ship, USS BATAAN. He’ll be deployed in January to the Persian Gulf.
Please keep him in your thoughts.
My parents are still living next door to me and my son Brandon is remodeling a
house next door to them. So I guess I’ll still be in Baker for a while. I just
wish it were the Baker of our youth!!!!
Bobby Turner
tcr1946@msn.com
5435 South Kaitlin Road
Billings, Montana 59101
406-254-8508
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Carlos Turner
csturner@cox.net
4487 Capitol Heights
Baton Rouge, LA 70806
225-379-7668
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Nick Vance
nickvance@bellsouth.net
885 Brookfield Parkway
Roswell, GA 30075
770-993-3580
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After 20-some-odd years in journalism--Student Sports Information Director at
SLU, a couple of years at the weekly and then the daily paper in Hammond, and
then roughly 10 years each at newspapers in Florida and California--I moved my
family to Roswell just outside Atlanta and launched a new career in marketing.
At the Orange County Register in California, I was part of a team that won a
Pulitzer Prize for coverage of the 1984 Olympic Games. The Sunday Magazine I
edited in Bradenton, Florida, was nominated for a Pulitzer, but did not win.
My sons, 28 and 26, both graduated with honors from Oglethorpe University, a
small private college in the city. The oldest earned his MBA from Georgia State,
created an E-commerce/Marketing company, and then sold it to a leading firm in
Atlanta were he is now a VP. He'll marry next summer when his fiancé finishes
medical school. The wedding is set for no-cars-allowed Daufuskie Island near
Hilton Head. The youngest just returned from England where he completed his
master's degree in education. My daughter, a graduate of State University of New
York, and her husband and my two beautiful granddaughters live in Denver, where
he is an investment banker and she runs an online business out of her home.
My wife is an assistant principal and I handle marketing for a global travel
technology company with offices in Atlanta (actually the village of Vinings
where Sherman is said to have set up camp on a high hill to watch the city burn)
and Austria. My wife and I plan to retire in a few years and move to the
Carolinas. We enjoy traveling with friends and family, cycling, and dining. Some
of our favorite trips have been Alaska--a week inland with a glass-domed train
trip from Fairbanks to Denali Park, and a week cruising down the inland passage
from Seward to Vancouver--Italy; Maine; Sundance, Utah; and New York, upstate
and the city. My sons and I enjoy the outdoors. We have an annual guys-only trip
to the Blue Ridge Mountains for fly fishing and white water rafting.
Last year my wife, my sons, and my wife's parents (who still have family in
Italy) cruised the Mediterranean including a few days in Rome before we started
and a few days in Barcelona afterwards. The cruise included Naples, Pompeii,
Sorrento, Amalfi Coast; and Capri; Messina and Taoromina, Sicily; Florence,
Pisa, and Tuscany; Nice, Ville Franche, and Monaco; and finally Barcelona--a
wonderful three-generation adventure. We'll return to Italy in two years, this
time Lake Como, Bellagio, Venice, and a bit of Switzerland. Ireland and the
Canadian Rockies are also on our list.
David Venable
deceased 02/07/2017
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History of a 1964 Baker High School Graduate
David W Venable
My family relocated from Memphis, Tenn to Baker during the summer prior to my
6th grade year in elementary school. I started playing sports in the 8th grade,
football and track. Fortunate to excel in both sports, I competed and lettered
in both through high school. I earned a football scholarship to Southeastern
Louisiana, where I continued competing and lettered in both football and track.
After graduation from Southeastern with a BS degree in mathematics, I married
and started working as an engineer with the telephone company. The company at
that time was named South Central Bell, later to be renamed BellSouth
Corporation. Shortly after beginning employment with them, I was drafted into
the U.S.Army. While in training for the infantry (11B), I reinjured a college
football knee injury, underwent surgery and 4 months of rehab, and then was
reassigned as a physical therapist. I was stationed at the hospital at Fort
Polk, La until receiving orders to report to Viet Nm, where I served the last 8
months of my two year Army career. There I worked at an evacuation hospital in
Qui Nhon, where we treated wounded guys airlifted out of firefights in the bush.
During my tour of Viet Nam, my first daughter was born, and when I returned to
the USA, she was a bouncy 6 months old. I returned to work with the phone
company, and years later moved into a department which handles investigations of
internal/external affairs, as well as interfacing with law enforcement. My
second daughter was born 5 years after my return from overseas, and in 1981 I
relocated my family to Jackson, MS where I worked until my retirement in 2000.
After 22 years of marriage, the mother of my children decided the grass was
greener and headed west. That was fifteen years ago. I am dating a lovely lady
now for the past 8 years. We have known each other for about 30 years after
having worked together in New Orleans.
My father, long-time pastor at Baker Presbyterian Church, passed away in Baton
Rouge in 2004 at age 92. My mother died when I was in my late 20’s.
Since my retirement, I volunteer as an assistant track and field coach with a
high school in Jackson. I coach both girls and boys and work with the hurdlers
and the jumpers. I officiate at local and state championship meets as a
certified USA Track & Field official. I enjoy sailing and competing in Senior
Olympic track meets held each year. After a stellar track career in high school
and Purdue University where she was all conference and an All Academic Big Ten
athlete, my oldest daughter Brandy is now a professor and the assistant men and
women’s track coach at Western Carolina University in North Carolina. My
youngest, Courtney, a high school All American cheerleader, graduated from the
University of Southern Mississippi with a degree in Deaf Education. She is
presently a school teacher for hearing impaired children in Atlanta, Ga. No
grandchildren yet, but "good things come to those who wait," or something like
that.
Gwen Waguespack
gstenzel@cox.net
210 Avante Garde Circle
Kenner, LA 70065
504-467-6574 (home)
504-251-5197 (cell)
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At this age (and you all know what age we are), it seemed that my life has
passed like a speeding bullet. Therefore, a bulleted list seemed appropriate:
· Arrived in Baker entering Mrs. Law’s 4th grade class. Times tables and Native
American (I think) sand table and I loved my teacher.
· Charlotte Alford and Mary Alice Foster were my first friends.
· Began taking baton twirling lessons.
· By the 6th grade Freda Beth had become my best friend and we were always at
one another’s house spending the night.
· We also became band members. The friends I made in band became my “other”
family.
· I played saxophone in the marching band (the case I had to bring home daily
was as big as I was) until I became a majorette. Then, I played the bassoon in
the concert band (its case was bigger)!
· My happy senior year, I made drum majorette. My first football game to direct
the Star Spangled Banner, Jimmy White had to bale me out of a false start on the
down beat. Only Jimmy knows and he never told.
· Some of us were also in a Jazz instrumental group. I can’t even remember
where we played, except not at Jazz Fest, I’m sure of that. Too bad.
· Left Baker, went to SLU, got my MRS.--didn’t finish college
· Married Brandon Kershaw, Freda Beth stood in my wedding
· First house in Baton Rouge
· Had three kids: named the first one after Freda (Kimberly BETH), third one is
her Godchild
· Moved to Mobile. Loved it!
· Moved to Kenner. It’s not pretty.
· Three kids got bigger.
· Went to UNO, finished college, started teaching in St. Charles Parish.
· Three kids left home.
· 25yrs. had passed, Brandon Kershaw was too busy to know who I was
· Got divorced.
· 1st kid, girl, hairstylist, lives in Covington. 1st grandson, gifted (no,
really!)
· 2nd kid, boy, lawyer, lives in Baton Rouge. Two grandsons, handsome (no,
really!)
· 3rd kid, girl, stay-at-home mommy, lives in Metairie. Three granddaughters
(want to guess?)
· 10 years passed. Took a long European summer vacation. Met a German.
· Gondola’d in Venice together. Eiffel Tower’d in Paris together. Hiked in the
Alps together.
· We both traveled back and forth for two years. Looooong distance dating.
· 1999, got married in a 1200 year old church in the village where he lives in a
“real” gingerbread-looking house.
· Reception and honeymooned in a Rapunzel-like castle.
· He came to live in the U.S.
· My mother’s Alzheimer’s got worse. Daddy had a heart attack taking care of
her.
· They came to live with me in March 2004. All OK with new hubby.
· Daddy died in January 2005.
· Mother is still with me, getting worse.
· German thought I should choose between putting Mother in a home and having him
for a husband.
· Divorced
· 7 years of marriage---so much for fairy tales
· Getting old is mandatory---growing up is optional
· Working as a teacher trainer in the Curriculum and Instruction and Federal
Programs Departments in St. Charles Parish.
· Sometimes I teach off-campus classes for SLU (kind of full circle, you might
say)
· Such is the story, up to now
· Going to Rome this summer—Kids say I shouldn’t bring home any souvenirs
Gwendolyn Ann Waguespack Kershaw Stenzel (Whew!)
Mike Watson
jurarr@eatel.net
11802 Bel-Meadow Avenue
Baton Rouge, LA 70810
225-753-3939
Bio information entered October, 2006
Meyer “Mike” Joseph Watson was born in Natchez, Mississippi on January 21, 1945
to W.O. Watson and Lucille Taylor Watson. Our family moved to Baton Rouge when I
was six due to my father’s occupation on the Mississippi river.
I attended St. Gerard and Banks Elementary before my parents purchased a home in
Brown Heights. Four of my siblings and myself registered at Baker where I
attended sixth grade until graduation. My plans after graduation was a dream
come true to follow in my father’s footsteps to pursue a career on the
Mississippi river.
I started as a deckhand and attended Marine School in New Orleans and Memphis.
In 1967 I received a Pilot License of unlimited tonnage from the United States
Coast Guard. I went in the wheelhouse as pilot and captain for American
Commercial Barge Line covering 2,000 miles on the Mississippi, Illinois and Ohio
Rivers.
I married Jeri Shackelford from Baton Rouge in December of 1967. My wife Jeri
and I will be married 39 years December 2006. We have no children but we have
six godchildren. We see the three little ones on Sunday. We are all members of
Most Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church.
Jeri is a pediatric nurse who retired her license in 1997. St Jude is our
charity of choice due to her first hand knowledge.
In 1972, I was elected into the New Orleans Baton Rouge Steamship Pilots
Association (NOBRA) where I worked for 35 years moving ships between New Orleans
and Baton Rouge. I have recently retired as of April 2006, but remain informed
on the Association activities. In fact I will attend an International Pilot
Convention in Cuba October 2006.
Jeri and I have maintained two residences for the past 35 years. Our home has
always been in Baton Rouge because of family and friends. We have been located
in Santa Maria for the last 15 years. Our second residence was a fourplex
apartment on Chateau Boulevard, Kenner, Louisiana. We were affected by hurricane
Katrina. Our apartments are two blocks from Lake Ponchatrain. Construction is
over and the apartments have been sold.
Jeri and I have traveled extensively with our motor home in our twenty’s and
thirty’s we have seen the U.S.A., Canada, Mexico and of course LSU football
games. Then we started with the cruises, which have been really enjoyable. We
have sailed on approximately 20 ships to many ports of call. We’re in the
process of plan a second sailing to Hawaii. Since retirement we spend a little
more time at our camp in Maurepas, Louisiana on the Amite River of thirteen
years.
We will attend the reunion
See you then,
Mike and Jeri Watson
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