Hey, this blog is a pretty hot commodity tonight – just about as hard as trying to access an Irish dance competition registration site (not a pretty scene)! Must be that pic of … who is that ..and that ..and that? So, I guess I’m not the only one “painting the town red” on a Saturday night .. yeah, I’m already in my jammies and ready for bed and it isn’t even 10 o’clock!
So, well, it finally occurred to me that my (parental) allegiance has gone north about a mile to Whitefish Bay (where my daughter is a sophomore) during a basketball game when I stood to comment on a ref on behalf of a Blue Duke player! However, I frequently refer to the Tower Times as the Ripples, the Tower as the Copperdome, etc., and so wish I could located that dink my older sister and brother and I shared that somehow got reshuffled during our folks (SHS Class of ’46) sale of the old homestead a couple years ago (that was a very strange, emotional day). My brain was flooded a couple weeks ago at the West Allis Farmers Market while browsing over some gorgeous mums. I went on to tell my daughter, much to her rolling eyes, all about Shorewood’s homecoming rituals and those white mum corsages with a red pipe cleaner “S” in the middle that was only reserved for the Seniors (Juniors were delegated to red carnations, I recall).
I have observed that some things are still the same and other things are different, for better or worse, in this world of high school. But, I can say the antics between these two North Shore villages have not waned as evidenced in the Crime Watch from this week’s North Shore Herald:
Two 16-year old Shorewood boys were cited for disorderly conduct after they toilet-papered Whitefish Bay High School, 1200 E. Fairmont Ave., spray-painted “SHS” on five sets of doors, egged the school and used chalk to write “SHS” on the Whitefish Bay community sign on East Sliver Spring Drive and North Lydell Avenue. Bushes in front of the sign also were toilet-papered. Several juveniles were involved in the incidents, which happened the night of Oct 12, during Whitefish Bay’s Homecoming week. (Thought you would enjoy this read and recall some of our own that got away!)
I was sitting at the stop sign on Bartlett and Capitol not too long ago and observed the change of morning classes across the street at SHS, thinking of how many feet had walked the same paths in all these years. The campus was alive and kicking, although I can say far less for the weary looking stadium, sans a football team, that still has that greyhound painted on the press box by Maurine Monroe and others from our class (?) I wonder what school, Bay or Shorewood, was left holding the Glory Cup.
Dan, Meg and I with our two kitties (Bob and Betty, aka Bob Wallace and Betty Haines from White Christmas – the best movie ever!) have been settled down here since Meg was a toddler and are in Bay for the long haul until she’s at least a couple years out of high school and retirement is somewhat in our picture. Someday we’ll get to that Idaho potato farm I dream of and Dan can ride me around on his motorcycle with a side car! Be well everyone.
P.S. Haven’t been too much into the high school reunion thing, attending only in ’86. Sounds like an off-year reunion is in order; as to borrow my brother Guy’s 31st reunion titled “Everyone’s Turning 50!” Beth Hoffman Delaney