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Sylvia Brannock Windsor's columns for the Dorchester Banner are exceptional pieces.
She is clearly an important "common sense" factor in the reporting of the county's doings.
For those of you that remember the "Rocking Chair" in the Daily Banner, Sylvia
will ring
all of your bells. Our class has been fortunate to know her from the "old
neighborhood." 
Her commentaries that involve our class are here for all to enjoy.

They rewind the tape and present insights that are right on point.
Thank you Sylvia and to our classmates, Enjoy!
                        
  

September 26th, 2018

75th Birthday

Saturday night the Cambridge High School Class of 1961 celebrated its 75th Birthday at Layton’s Chance Winery. Of course, we are not ALL 75 yet. I know myself (Oct. 14), and Bill Travers (Oct. 15) are still just babes. But we humored the others by attending. The affair was catered by Old Salty’s so you know the food was great especially those lemon meringue pies they are known for.

There were about 50 in attendance and although that was a good crowd it could have been better if some of the locals would have shown up. I don’t know why but classmates who live in Cambridge and Dorchester, who could easily come, sometimes don’t. I’m not sure if they don’t like the rest of the class or don’t want to acknowledge they are as “old” as we are, but it was their loss.

Out-of-towners included Ron Murphy from Florida, Ron Brannock from Georgia, Dawson Richardson from Philadelphia, Doug Gray from Alabama, Dickie Dennis of South Carolina, Bobby Ewell of Virginia and Barbara Bryan Blades from Delaware. There were a couple classmates, Avery Saulsbury and Barbara Jean Handley from Salisbury and the rest from local places.

It was great to see all of these faces again, especially those from other places. Instead of asking how many children they had it was how many grandchildren? Ron Murphy happily displayed a photo of 7 of his grandchildren all of which he said he was so proud of. Ron was always such a nice guy and is still so. His wife Marilyn decided to let him go solo on this trip.

Jean Aaron Harding said she was grandmother to nine. It was easy to get these numbers because these classmates were sitting on either side of me.

Jay Jones provided background music. I have known Jay since he was about 11 and he is the nephew of Bobby Ewell and son of Beverly Jones, so it was like a family affair. And Bobby never changes, still a cut up.

The committee in charge consisted of Donna Towers, Carroll and Joann Cowgill Handley, Mary Lou Travers Heintzelman, Joan Thomas Lane, Donna Hubbard Rice, Tommy Wilson and Bill Travers. I don’t think I left anyone out, but if I did it was not intentional . . . just old age!

Our class tries to get together somewhere each year, which is good. At our age every year brings changes. Our next reunion will be the 60th and won’t be until 2021 and hopefully we won’t lose any classmates before then.

June 14, 2017 

Ramblings Sunburst Highway

The changes I have seen in my 73 years is mind boggling.

The other day when the ground breaking was held at Cambridge Plaza, which will be from now and forever known as Cambridge Marketplace, I thought about when it was nothing. I mean just a field. Then I shuddered at how old I have become and how many changes I have seen.

Once upon a time, Sunburst Highway, US Rt. 50 or Ocean Gateway, you can choose what you want to call it used to be just a two lane highway with a 35 mph speed limit. Now it is a four-lane highway, still with a 35 mph speed limit which most people seem to ignore, as they run over top of you on their way to Ocean City.

I remember when you came off of the old Choptank River Bridge, now a fishing pier, that to the left was a building, home of the Ford dealership. Now it is where the American Legion Post 91 resides or will again after renovations are complete following last year’s fire. Then there were houses, then came Sportsman’s Bar (which had a rather iffy reputation), now occupied by Dri Doc; the Taste Freez was next (owned by Tommy Gray and then Darcy Parella and his wife Virginia), then a house where the Walter Yoor Family resided and then a service station. In those days a service station is where you went to have your gas pumped for you, windshield cleaned and oil checked. And you could even get your vehicle worked on if needed. Those conveniences are a relic of the past. Now you pump your own gas, wash your own windows and check your own oil . . . and it costs a lot more than it used to. Such is progress.

Directly behind the service station was a cinder block building which was where Mr. Yoor plied his trade as a baker to feed his family of four daughters. After Mr. Yoor moved his bakery to Poplar Street the building became a beauty shop twice, a pet grooming place and now is inhabited by a plumber.

Across Roslyn Avenue was a two-story house which my family rented from Mr. and Mrs. Guy Edgar. We moved there from Woolford when I was in the fifth grade. In later years that house was purchased by Tommy Hooper who moved it to Nathan Avenue. My father bought it from him and that is where I now live (the third time I have lived in this house and my last). Mr. Hooper built his fishing and hunting business on that corner and held that spot for many years. Now it is Your Docs In.

Next door to my family on that corner, lived Ida and Skinner Newcomb and I would spend many afternoons there helping Ida bake snickerdoodles and pack them in tin cans. I was there visiting when my father called from the hospital to tell me I had a baby brother. I cried, because I wanted a sister.

On further south was Bing’s Barber Shop and then a long brick building where Tony and Evelyn Alexander owned Alexander’s House of Music. The building is still there and has over the years been occupied by various inhabitants. If you wanted a musical instrument Alexander’s was the place to go. Guitars, trombones, pianos, organs, you name it. When I entered the seventh grade I thought I wanted to play the trumpet, but by the time we got there to rent one they were all gone and I ended up with a coronet, which is similar, only shorter. Anyway my trumpet playing days didn’t last too long and I joined the Glee Club instead.

Now on our tour comes the Dairy Queen, which has remained that over all the years. Mr. and Mrs. Roy Harstick were the owners and now it is owned by their daughter, Sue. Things there have changed over the years because when it was opened they only served ice cream. The family lived in a house just behind the building. Now they serve food, ice cream and even ice cream cakes. Although Sue still owns it, the business is run by someone else. When my brother was 14 he started working there for Ms. Harstick who was then Mrs. Spedden. He worked for 90 cents an hour and saved up enough money to buy his first car.

Next to the Queen was another of those antique service stations. Its still there but now it sells sodas, beer, snacks and lottery tickets . . . and yes, still gas . . . which YOU pump! Across the intersection was home of the Nuttle Lumber Company, a large white two-story building. The building is long gone and in its place was built a fast-food joint and I could be wrong on this but I think the first one was Gino’s Giant, followed by Roy Rogers and now Pizza Palace owned by Jordan and Stella (don’t ask me to spell their last name — its Greek). Moving on south behind Pizza Palace is the Shoal Creek Mall now owned by Walgreens (part of that large field) and now we come to Cambridge Marketplace which over the years has seen many changes. It once housed a Safeway, Ames, Kmart, Drug Fair, SuperFresh, Fresh and Greens and the Social Service Building. They are all gone and will soon be replaced by new stores among them Chik-Fila, Starbucks and a new grocer. More on that later.Dean's

On the corner of Woods Road and US Rt 50 used to be Dean’s Furniture Store and that is where my family shopped. Mr. Dean was a very nice gentleman and his office workers were Betty Wright and Pam Newell and his ace salesman was Raymond Mitchell. He sold me probably more than I could afford, but he was always pleasant and smiling while doing it.

Across Woods Road on the next corner was the Dorchester County Health Department and further down   the driveway for the Eastern Shore State Hospital. Back in the day there were stories about what happened at the hospital. My uncle was there for a spell but was a “trusty.” Then he disappeared and my grandparents inquired into his whereabouts. None was offered and then several months later the officials said they found a skeleton on the shore that was my uncles but they refused to let his dentist examine him to verify if it was him. So to this day, I don’t know who is buried in his grave. Anyway when Harold M. English became the superintendent there everything changed and the patients were treated humanely and the stories stopped.

Of course the landscape changed as the hospital property became the county’s claim to fame . . . The Hyatt Regency Chesapeake Bay, Golf Resort, Spa and Marina. Something Talbot County probably wishes was theirs.

Heading back up Rt. 50 north across from the hospital driveway was the Ponderosa Steak House, which became Peking House owned by Vickie and Gordon. It is still Peking House only run by different people. Back up north we jump across Woods Road, and run into several businesses, some now defunct, but I remember when the whole thing was owned by Phillips Packing Company and about where the used to be Western Publishing building is was a baseball field and stadium. Phillips sponsored I think an A-team. Phillips was a huge employer in Dorchester and world-famous with their pork and beans, beans and franks, tomato soup, etc. They even produced K-rations during the war and also made dog food. Both my parents worked for them. My mother quit school at 13 and went there to work and my father worked in the maintenance department fixing the lines. After Phillips closed, Coastal Foods marched in and many of the warehouses were sold. The frozen food building became Bumble Bee Seafood and in ushered the cargo handlers building which is now Governors Hall at Sailwinds.

Gook'sMoving on we find English’s Chicken House where you could get “all you could eat” chicken for a nominal price. Some people ate so much the manager had to call a halt to their feast. That spot is now occupied by Family Dollar and before that a drug store.

Across from that was The Shoals Quality Motel and Restaurant, owned by the Burtons. That was all bulldozed down and from its ashes rose the now busy Wa Wa. Back up north we come to E. S. Hubbert which is still family owned and next to it was John Riggins’ Restaurant (now Admiral Tires).

There were more houses, a tombstone dealer and two houses on the corner of US 50 and Roslyn Avenue. The first was occupied by Mr. and Mrs. Grason Hurley and family and next to them was where Mr.and Mrs. Raymond Baker with their two sons, Dr. Ray and Michael lived. Further down was Breezy Cook’s place where you could get a “frosty mug” of root beer. Later it became Gook’s owned by Philip Brohawn, then Buzzy Spear’s Sub Shop, then Wendy’s and now Popeye’s.

Jumping on to the next corner, Maryland Avenue was another one of those service stations this time owned by Bob North, which is now Sailwinds Station, where you can still get gas, along with beer, sodas, and pizza. Across Maryland Avenue we now have a large grassy plot which was Burger King and before that Meredith’s Auto which could put you in a Pontiac if the price was right. First owned by Ed Meredith it was later run by Hallie Creighton who would advertise in this paper with Meredith’s Corner and some witty quote of the week.

Getting to the last building on this side was F. Phillips Williamson’s Real Estate which also had a restaurant on the side, the Point. The building is still there and is occupied by another restaurant. Now we are back to the bridge which is now a four-lane one named after Dorchester’s longest-standing senator — the Frederick C. Malkus Jr. Bridge, and rightly so!

Hope you enjoyed the trip down memory lane and I’m sure I didn’t get everything right, but maybe I was close!                 


Friday June 9th 2017


Oh, Cambridge High, we proudly speak thy name…

That was part of our Alma Mater as the Class of 1961 entered the hallowed halls of Cambridge Senior High School (now part of the YMCA) for the 9th grade. This school was much bigger than Junior High and there were four grades and many more students.

At CHS our class members split into Academic (possible college-goers), Commercial, Secretarial-Commercial and General. I was secretarial-commercial. These designations determined some of our classes, although we all had to pass four years of English, ugh! Not one of my favorite subjects.

My ninth grade homeroom was Mrs. Slacum, the music teacher. For English, I had Jane Groves; general science, Ernie Leap (quite a cutie); general math Bob Tolleywith Hilda Harwood and world history, Lee Moore. For art I had the wonderful Robert Tolley from whom I learned a great deal and Mildred Whiteside for home economics. Once I had an eye infection and every time I passed Mrs. Whiteside she would pull me out of line and make me drink a glass of warm water to flush out my system. It’s strange how things like that seem to stick in your mind.

Alice Schwaninger taught Latin, which I didn’t take. She was a strange looking lady wearing layers of makeup and weird clothes. She put me in mind of Mrs. Gluck who used to walk Cambridge streets carrying a parrot, with the runs in her hose stitched up with thread.

In the tenth grade my homeroom teacher was Mary Warren who also taught biology. She was about 4 feet tall and had to stand on a box to see over the work station. That was the year we had to make a “Leaf Book.” That was also the year that my English teacher was Phyllis Murphy (very tough lady) and we studied Shakespeare and Julius Caesar. I hated that and never did understand what it was all about but I got a “B” on my booklet.

You know some of the stuff they make you study in school makes no sense because you NEVER use any of it in real life unless you are a contestant
on Jeopardy. I mean how many people speak Latin or need to use advanced algebra or trigonometry.

Anyway by the time I had survived and became a junior, more challenges faced me with typing (Janet Phillips) and shorthand with Ms. Harwood. Now typing prepared me for my job with The Banner but I have NEVER used shorthand since graduating. I have to say here that Ms. Phillips Janetwas one of the nicest teachers I had in any school. My homeroom was with Mr. Brotemarkle and I actually enjoyed my 11th grade English with Evelyn Trice. We didn’t have to diagram sentences and pick out adjectives and adverbs — we studied literature. You had to read so many pages each term and that was the year I read Gone With the Wind and got credit for 1,000 pages. We had to give a speech in her class about something of interest and although I didn’t like the thought of standing in front of the class . . . I did it just the same. My speech was on the TV show “Hawaiian Eye,” which starred Anthony Steele, Bob Conrad and Connie Stevens. Are you surprised that I remembered all their names — so am I!

That was also the year that the Junior Class got to decorate the gym for the Junior/Senior Prom. I was on the decorating committee and the theme was “Adventures in Paradise.” We did a really good job. We had a working fountain and made palm trees at each basketball hoop. You all remember the TV show by the same name with that hunky Adam Troy in the lead . . . you don’t? Well I do and he was quite handsome.

The junior year was also the year that students with an A & B average were invited to join the Honor Society. Ella Walters was the advisor and Nancy Travers (Collins) was my sponsor. I think she made me carry her books for a week.

By the time my Senior Year rolled around most of the classes were the same except I opted out of bookkeeping 2 and chose to work one period a day in the office for Otis Trice, the principal. I took bookkeeping in the 11th grade from Nora Dunn but didn’t think I needed another year of watching her unlock her cabinet to get a drink of water. One year of that was enough!

When we graduated I was probably the only one who cried because it was over. I knew that now I had to go out and earn a living . . . it was the end of an era! As far as sports goes CHS had football, baseball, basketball, tennis and cross country teams. I wasn’t on any teams but I did support the basketball teams with my attendance. You see I am a “leg woman” and back then the boys wore short shorts with lots of leg showing and we had some nice looking legs back then. Plus I understood the rules of basketball. Football wasn’t my thing because the players were so padded you didn’t know who was who and the whole game didn’t then and doesn’t now make sense to me . . . I mean all those players jumping on top of each other getting concussions and brain injuries, just to get that little brown ball.
 

October, 2016

55 years and counting for the CHS Class of 1961!


This past weekend was Class Reunion time for the Cambridge High School Class of 1961. 55 Years . . . it’s hardly seems that long . . . but it is what it is. Our class was the largest to graduate from CHS at the time and many of my classmates went on to become famous . . . well, not really . . . but very successful. Our class boasts professors, doctors, dentists, teachers, a mayor, farmers, realtors, supervisors, managers, entrepreneurs, and of course, a newspaper columnist.
In the past 55 years we have also lost around 80 of our classmates . . . which is another reason we should consider getting together more often than every 5 years — particularly now that we are entering the “twilight of our years.”

Friday night 80 of us, including significant others, bombarded Old Salty’s and enjoyed a wonderful buffet of crab cakes, roast beef that would melt in your mouth, fried chicken, pork loin, red skin potatoes, green beans, mac and cheese and coleslaw. Oh, I almost forgot dessert was those 2-inch high meringue pies.
I told Jay Newcomb, head honcho of Old Salty’s, I was looking forward to eating. He replied he hoped everything was good. Silly man! Has anyone ever had bad food at Old Salty’s . . . I seriously doubt it!

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We had classmates that came from as far away as California (Carolyn Hilder Massell); Florida, (Ronnie Murphy and his wife Marilyn); New York (Marilyn Scher, famous handbag designer); Pennsylvania (Ethel Stevens); Virginia (Bobby Ewell); Virginia and Maryland (Raymond Baker and Lois); Georgia (Ronnie Brannock); and Delaware (Larry Merrick, Barbara Bryan). I probably have forgotten someone, you know at my age I’m lucky to have remembered this much. Anyway if I have left someone out, I’m sorry.
Friday was my birthday and I found out also Walter Lee Travers’. So I asked Donna Sheets Towers (our emcee) if she would get those in attendance to sing to us . . . and she did . . . and they did . . . and so thanks Donna!

The not-so-highlight of the evening was walking through the mosquito-infested grass to have the class picture taken down by the riverside. I started to wear heels but changed my mind fortunately, but I’m still scratching those bites. With the size of mosquitoes down there we were lucky not to have some of the smaller classmates carried away. I guess you could say we were blessed!

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Saturday was a different kind of adventure. Joann and Carroll Handley (classmates who married each other) invited all 80 of us down to their farm off Maple Dam Road. The day was beautiful and great weather for putting your top down. So I picked up Howardene Hall Brem and we rode with the wind blowing through our hair . . . it was quite wonderful. There were a couple other convertibles at the affair . . . but naturally none as splendid as my Adam!

Joann and Carroll had provided everyone with steamed crabs (if you wanted to pick . . . I didn’t . . . I usually PICK my crabs from Kool Ice). For those wanting more, inside their home were hot dogs, fried chicken, potato salad, cole slaw, macaroni salad and for dessert cake and pie. Another fantastic spread.

For entertainment there was corn hole toss, a hayride and Jay Jones serenading us as only he can do. All in all the two days turned out great and I want to thank the committee for pulling this together and Joann and Carroll for their part in the event.

I would like to see us do something similar every year or two. It was great seeing everyone and getting a chance to catch up on life.