Steve Kane

Michael O'Bryant

Nice Mary Ann!!!

Alan Towner

Weinermobile.  We got whistles from Little Oscar.  Funny thing 50 years later I am working for Kraft Foods in Tampa, Florida. Which owned Oscar Mayer. I got to know the the people working on the latest version of the Weinermobile and went for a ride with them.

Deborah Garretson

I saw it in Bloomington IN four years ago.

Arthur Fried

Pursuant to the conversation about Messrs. Morehead, Sandifer, Charland, etc., i am happy to report that two of my favorite teachers, Aviva Futoria and Bob Borich, are still very much with us. Mr. Borich is retired and living in Florida. Ms. Futorian only taught at Rich East for two years before going South to take part in Freedom Summer in 1965. After that she went to law school and became a prominent civil rights lawyer in Chicago. She was a guest of the class of' '64 at their 50th reunion last year.

Mr. Walker was my favorite teacher in junior high. Does anyone know what happened to him? He also worked part-time at Goldblatt's after school. And I remember that our h. s. drama teacher, Mr. Kautz, worked the cash register at a liquor store in Blackhawk Shopping Center when i wandered in there to look at the paperbacks one evening. Such good teachers -- what a damned shame most of them had to take part-time jobs in retail to support their families.

Jean Hahn (Roberts)

I'm happy to hear that Mr. Borich is enjoying a Florida retirement, and I had read about Miss Futorian's distinguished law career. Barry Kautz got me the interview at Homewood-Flossmoor High School, and I taught with him there. He stayed until retirement, at which point he and Sheila headed for better weather. They now live in Savannah, GA, where he recently celebrated his 80th birthday. Sheila and I played in the same bridge club for years, and I miss her hilarious stories. Barry and I stay in touch through Facebook.

Dennis Fisher

Who remembers the Howdy Doody parade?  My family lived at 74 (I think) Birch Street and I was squirted by Clarabelle's seltzer bottle as he passed on a simple flat bed truck.  Also, running in the cloud of DDT behind the truck spraying the neighborhood to prevent what?  Malaria?  Did we have the threat of malaria in early PF?  The penny candy store in the Center where 5 cents (damn, where's that cent symbol) could get one a short time in heaven, and many cavities later.  Getting our bicycles impounded by the police for riding double, giving us an early start being juvenile delinquents.  Bike tag in the often empty Center parking lot where the way to tag another rider was to run into them.  And for those of us who attended St. Irenaeus, Sister Mary Jarlath who was driven into retirement by our devilish little tricks to confuse her, or Sister Mary Davida's 8th grade class in which I spent more time shopping for candy for her in the Center (at her direction) than in class, thus entering high school a bit behind the curve.  The candy was to be for visiting dignitaries, ahem.  Or the time in the boy's room right next to the church where I saw a classmate roll 7 straight passes, thus wiping out our pockets.  Looking on Google Earth I see that Dandy's Drive Inn (I worked the cash register there when I was 15) is gone.  Wow!  Many a hot summer night there.  I remember carhops like Bernadette Maun and Judy Roach making as much as $30 a night, while I was working for 50 cents an hour (a year later up to $1/hour).  How about the summer carnivals in surrounding towns, driving down country roads to get to them,  with moonlight shining on the  corn fields.  Also, winter ice skating on the pond just west of Rudys, with Pom, Pom, Pull Away, and hockey games.

I guess there's no end to it, although most of it is gone now.

Dennis

Wilfred Sherk

On the subject of teachers outside work, does anyone remember Fred Craig who taught math at Westwood?  He drove a dump truck in the summer.  I think Scotty Walker left to become a principal somewhere else in Illinois.

Caryl Harris (Sewell)

I remember Neil Johnson always had in write our themes on unlined paper. I had to do mine over and over until I sort of learned to write straight. He was also one of my favorites. He taught me to believe in myself. 

Summers, he used to drive the lawn tractor around mowing the lawn at Sauk Trail. It was tough making a living when you only were paid for nine months of the year. 

Michael O'Bryant

I remember Dandy's, had some of the best times there. After we dropped the girls off, us guys would all meet there.

 How about Sun drugs in the mall. I worked there for $1.00 per hour with Craig Madsen (Anybody remember Craig). I know Peggy does.

Mike Shea

PE  teacher Harold-Sonny Morehead just turned 80. He is a friend on Facebook. He doesn't have the gold teeth anymore!

Stephen Goldberg

Can anyone remind me what Aviva Futorian taught us?  It must be a senior moment but I cannot remember for the life of me, although I have a strong memory that I thought she was a great teacher.

Jean Hahn (Roberts)

I had her for Modern History. I don't know what else she taught.

Anna Hoagland

Didn't we have terrific teachers! Several years ago I tried to contact Aviva Futorian and Arnold Barbknect. I wanted to send them fan letters. Couldn't get a response from Ms. Furotian but did from Mr. B. Sent him a letter and he responded. I believe Ms. Futorian lived in Chicago. She also sponsored the Social Action Committee.

Anna Hoagland

Nancy Kilbride (Cook)

There were three history teachers for something, maybe a combined social studies/history class. One of them was a tall creep, one was Ms. Futorian, and one was an older gentleman who wore those patches on his elbows. Tall Creep got mad at me for something & was going to give me a bad grade or kick me out of class.  (I was definitely NOT a wonderful kid, but most of my teachers figured out a way of liking me. Tall Creep had probably decided that liking me was too much trouble.) Ms. Futorian stuck up for me, which couldn't have been easy as she was probably a generation younger than the other two. 

Nancy Kilbride (Cook)

Oh! Google Ms. Futorian! Wow!

Deborah Garretson

Art, I had a huge crush on Mr. Walker in junior high. He was a cute little thing.

James Kiley

Nancy, "Patches" was Mr. Al Sanders. A great history teacher. "Tall Creep's" name eludes me but he spoke with a southern accent. Blameless as I was I too was asked to leave that classroom.

Arthur Fried

Mr. Walker was only 22 when  I had him in 8th grade. He had already been the subject of a Look magazine profile by Jack Star (Amy's dad). After spending my first 3 1/2 years  of school in Detroit and the previous 3 1/2 in Steger schools, I couldn't believe my luck in having such a friendly, funny teacher. He made class so much fun. He was basically a music teacher, but I had him for social studies. He may very well still be around -- he would only be about 80. I'd really like to find and thank him. 

I remember that Ruth Goldberger, Craig Rasmussen, Peter Brandt,Bill Smedley and Scott Hellen were among the other students in the class. Possibly Andy Pomerantz. It was one of the best classes I ever had.

Arthur Fried

Nancy  -- I doubt that Avila Futorian has ever had difficulty standing up for anything she believed in. I used to come late to her 1st period class and she had to make an example so she would order me to stay after school. I loved it. I spent the time chatting with her and and sometimes she had to order me to go home.

Nancy Kilbride (Cook)

Yes, Jim, thanks! Al Sanders. He WAS very good & made the history interesting. And the southern accent thing -- for years I had an unfair dislike for people with southern accents. I can blame that prejudice on the no-name teacher!

Art, it's fun that you liked staying after school. Maybe the reason we liked Aviva Futorian was that she never talked down to us.

Kaye Smith (Stewart)

And what about Mr. Devine----a wonderful Math teacher but even he failed to help me excel in that field!  I trailed way way behind Larry Toy, Steve Tang, Rick Vogenthaler etc in excellance---yet--- absolutely loved the class!

Bill Paul

Ok after seeing Mike O jumping in I Have to recall some of my events. I blew up the pincle sharpener In World history class and there were 3 of us. Dennis I think you may have been involed. The funny thing the teacher was a freind of my uncle and he called my Dad. The fact that certian people painted HF with graffited. Dean do you rememer. Also do you guys remember Monks pool. We were all in our cups and in Homewood in sight in HF and Dennis jumped on a tractor and was fooling with it and it started. We all ran like heck. OK I have many more stories  Don Preston and I used to take the hose out of the house and run thru the the old Hudson and as people went by we would spray the cars.  I was kind ok but kind of the guy with a cloud over his head. I also know that there a bunch of you who would man up you would tell your stories. It was a great time.

James Kiley

Nancy, on reflection I think his name was Sandaford not Sanders

Joe Nicolosi

For pictures from the Look magazine article on Scotty Walker that Art Fried referred to, see photos 65-74 in the "We Grew Up Together" Photo Gallery.