Jeanne Harman has created a July issue that’s bursting with news and information. Click here to read it
Highlights:
Martha Luann (Hanna) Lund of San Antonio passed away peacefully Sunday, November 3, 2019, after a long battle with Alzheimer’s disease. She was preceded in death by her husband of 32 years, Col. (ret) James H Lund. She is survived by her brother, Jim Hanna, two children, Alisann Schweiker and David Lund, as well as 5 grandchildren and a multitude of nieces, nephews, cousins and dear friends.
Luann, Mother, Grandmother, LuLu, Aunt Lu, dear friend. Luann was called by many names and she meant so much to so many people. All those who had the chance to meet Mother, loved her. She was one of those rare people who truly delighted in making others happy. She was the cornerstone of her family; the rock they could all lean on when times were tough or celebrate with during the highs. Although the world will be a poorer place without her, the wonderful memories we share of her remind us we were glad to have had her in our lives.
Luann was born in Meridian and never imagined she would have the opportunity to live all over the world. Jim promised her he would get her back to Texas one day and, after 27 years of marriage and moving, he fulfilled his promise. Although Texas was always where she was from, Mother created a home wherever she went, and there were a lot of destinations in her life. 12 different Air Force bases and 18 total moves in 30 years and she made every new assignment and home an adventure that we all looked forward to taking. Somehow, she effortlessly convinced us that moving from Germany to Montgomery, Alabama, was an upgrade and we never doubted it. Every time we moved, Mother would spend all of the first night getting the kitchen in order so we could have breakfast together as a family the first morning in our new house.
Along with all those moves and address changes came the need of finding a church home and getting involved. Whether as the pianist for a small church outside Athens, Greece, or just keeping her children in line in the pew, Luann being in church and she loved the Lord. Worship for her was a must and there better be some good old fashioned hymn singing involved. And her family was going to be with her celebrating the Lord. Church was never a “do we have to?” but instead a “do we get to?”
Luann’s family was her focus but that title definitely was not limited to the family under the roof or even the large extended family that fell under that giant category of “cousin”; it included anyone who crossed her path. She never met a stranger and treated everyone as a friend she just had not invited to her Christmas Eve party…yet. And though the world was her neighborhood, she had a special place in her heart for her dear friends, and them for her.
As good as a mother and friend as Luann was, those traits could not hold a candle to her strength as a grandmother. She loved her grandchildren: David, Jackson, Mimi, Caroline and James. They gave her energy that put their parents to shame; there was not a playground slide or backyard game that she would not jump right in, even if the slides provided a good laugh for the grandkids when she got stuck. Grandmother would light up when the grandkids came over; her house was an anything goes place full of candy, ice cream and, most of all, unconditional love for them. A sleepover would very easily turn into a weekend at grandmother’s house and she would not have it any other way.
Mother’s passing is a small dark cloud in a sky full of silver linings. Although Alzheimer’s had taken its toll, it could not take away the joy that was evident in her eyes upon seeing her family or friends until the very end. She was kind enough to have taken the time to create great memories that will sustain us through this time of loss and keep her forever in that special place in our hearts that she helped create.
Jeanne Harman received this from Joe Riley. Even if you did not attend West Junior, you most likely will recognize several of the names mentioned. Enjoy. This memorabilia is 63 years old! Thank you, Joe.
We celebrate the fact that the members of our Waco High School Class of 1960 came from different Junior High Schools. That blending of people and personalities gave all of us opportunities to expand our friendships and even our views of “our worlds,” such as they were at the time.
This morning, while searching through a file box of old photos and keepsakes, looking for a particular photo, I ran across my copy of the West Junior High School “Jackets Journal, May 30, 1957.”
It is 12 pages in length; and like a time capsule, it is fun and interesting, especially the final pages, 9-12, naming all the seniors under “PROPHECY 1970 – WHAT WILL IT BE.”
Thanks to Margaret Baker, Paul Constantine, Jeannine McGinnis, Jack Martiin, Hugh Wilfong and Ralph Klatt, as the authors.
Click on the image to open the Journal in a new window.
Allan Lloyd Myers, 77, of Bay Village (Ohio) passed away on Wednesday May 27th with his sons by his side. Allan was the loving father of Bradley and Christopher (Jennifer), devoted grandfather to Alexandria, and Samantha. He also leaves behind his sister Martha, sister-in-law Bobbie, and his loving nieces and nephews. He was proceeded in death by his wife Cynthia, and brother John (Bubba). Allan was an amazingly warm, and compassionate person that never needed a reason to smile.
Allan had a passion for playing golf and loved the special times on the course with his boys. He had a love for all sports but adored his Baylor Bears, Dallas Cowboys, and Cleveland Indians. Born and raised in his beloved Waco Texas he moved his young family to Bay Village Ohio where he and Cynthia raised their boys. They brought the heart of Texas to Bay and became an integral part of the community. He loved his wife and family and all of his friends. He was adored and will be missed by all that knew him.
If you would like more information about the celebration of life being held this summer, please email myrickconsulting@gmail.com
Pictures from 2015 Reunion
Here you go!! Download the latest edition of the Waco Town Crier.
Contents include:
Richard was born in Waco at the old Providence Hospital on January 5, 1942. He was preceded in death by his father, OW “Bubba” Tooker; mother, Myrtis Applegate, both of Waco; and brother, Thomas W. Tooker of Tyler, TX.
Richard attended South Waco Elementary School, Dean Highland Elementary, North Junior High, and Waco High. At Waco High he was elected the Mayor of Student Government for the Class of 1960. Richard attended Baylor University, majoring in journalism and broadcasting. In 1962, he began a short career as a Top 40 DJ at WACO Radio station. He left the “glamorous” world of radio to work for Paul Meyer at Success Motivation Institute in Waco, planning and executing sales meetings, conferences, and conventions for distributors. In 1970, his career took off in the newly burgeoning field of direct marketing. He learned the business at Direct Mail Corporation of America, then moved to Peoria Il, to work for the first company offering Database Marketing services. The rapid expansion of computers powerful enough to manipulate large quantities of data led to a marketing explosion. Richard became Executive VP of what was at the time a premier database marketing company in the US. He ended his career with Wunderman Data Management in Dallas, part of WPP Group in London, the world’s largest marketing communications company.
An accomplished writer, Richard published one business book entitled, “The Business of Database Marketing”. He also wrote a science fiction novel, “The Titicaca Effect”. Richard lived in Dallas, St. Louis, Chicago, Peoria, Philadelphia, and Chico, CA, before returning to Waco after he retired in January, 2019. He spent a brief time volunteering with Fuzzy Friends Rescue in Waco, writing the online dog biographies. Richard was a talented artist and he loved to scuba dive.
Richard is survived by his wife of 33 years, Victoria; Aunt Emily Tooker-Blake of Waco; cousins, Max Tooker and Harry Tooker of Waco, Sharon Odell of Richardson, TX; nephew, Todd Tooker of Tyler, TX; and devoted dogs, Peanut and Casper. In lieu of cards or flowers, please make a donation in Richard’s name to Fuzzy Friends Rescue, Waco, TX. Due to the circumstances we live in today, there will not be a service at this time, but one may occur in the future. A portion of Richard’s remains will be sent to space on a future SpaceX mission where his capsule will orbit the earth for about two years before re-entering the earth’s atmosphere. This is the adventure trip of a lifetime that he gladly would have made during his time on this earth.
Karon Shinault Jackson who is in charge of phone calls pertaining to our October 2020 reunion, has discovered the fact that another graduate has died. She shares this information:
“I received a reply to my letter to Doris Virginia Thrasher Gamboa from her son-in-law informing me that she had passed away April 3, 2018, a victim of COPD. Dave Wall wrote that she was survived by two daughters, Jackie (his wife), who just retired from more than 36 years with the postal service and Liz, a doctor at Scott & White in Temple.”
Here is the February 2020 edition of the Waco Town Crier:
Elta Anne Owen Hogue went to meet her Lord and was reunited with the love of her life, Donald W Hogue, Thursday, January 9th, 2020. (Picture is from WHS reunion, 2013.)
Elta was born on October 22, 1941, and graduated from Waco High School, class of 1960. She went on to complete Business College and attended Texas Christian University. After completing school, Elta had a promising career ahead of her with Southwestern Bell before meeting Don. He became her husband and she never looked back for 57 years.
During her lifetime, Elta was known by family and friends to be a four-speed driving, bikini-wearing, pool lounging, mustang driving with the top down, “unlicensed” therapist to all, sharpshooting, Sophia Loren look-a-like, tea-loving night owl with a zest for life and the wits to back it up.
Elta loved spending time chatting with friends and family but only after 10 am and always after her first cup of tea. And you could only see her after she “put her face on”. Truth be told she was always a gorgeous woman inside and out with and without the added frills.
She truly cared about people and relationships. At any party, get together, or crowded room, Elta had the ability to scan the room, and pick that one person that she thought needed a friend. She would then dedicate herself to finding out everything about that person, would give them sound advice, and would become their friend for life.
Elta was a devout Christian and loved sharing her love for Christ. She made a huge impact on those around her and with the partnership of her loving husband, Don Hogue, brought many souls to Christ in their lifetimes.
Most of all, Elta’s greatest love was for her husband Don. Fortunately, those two love birds didn’t have to be without each other for long. Elta joined Don 9 months after he departed this world. Needless to say, Elta suffered from major FOMO (fear of missing out) after Don passed and looked forward to reuniting.
Elta is survived by her older sister Joy Lynn Ferguson; her two sons, whom of which she was most proud of, Gregory Donald Hogue (Fire Lieutenant ) and Donald Scott Hogue (Police Sargent ); four grandchildren: Donald Markus Hogue, Conney Nikole (Hogue) Pattillo, Erin Elizabeth Leighton, Jordan T. Navarro; two great-grandchildren: Gabriel Don Hogue and Keeleigh Leilani Martin.
Elta was forever adopting people into her family over the years. These people include a long list of people over the year. Jordan Leighton and daughter Ryliegh, Joshua Smith, Chris Reist, Nikki Reist, and Justin Munroe, Jayden Smith, and Brantley Latta.
Many active military members during the holidays became part of the family for all eternity. Even a Prince and future King.
Elta also leaves behind her beloved pets and the fattest squirrels in all of Deer Creek.
Elta was a shining light to so many. Her love, devotion, and humor will be missed by all who knew her. God Bless.
Elta Ann Owen Hogue’s memorial service will be at Parker County Cowboy church Sunday, January 12 at 3 PM.
Her home and Son Greg’s home will be filled with family and friends this weekend.
Posted on Elta Anne Owen Hogue’s Facebook page this morning:
I am now Face to Face with our Lord Jesus Christ. Do not feel sorrow for me.
“and God shall wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”
Her granddaughter (Connie Patillo) posted this on Facebook today:
Elta Anne Owen Hogue has passed away this morning. She was surrounded by family. Her funeral will be Sunday, January 12, at 3pm at Parker County Cowboy Church. Please, in lue of flowers she has a go fund me to help purchase audio bibles.