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Stories by Alumnus

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Table of Contents:

Title Author Class Title Author Class
Enduring Symbols Dan Sherrill 1962 OHS is Truly Blessed Arthur Hemmingway 1978
Manuel O Morales Manuel F. Morales 1961 O'side 100 year Celebration Bob Selby 1960
Memories of Growing Up in Oceanside Frank Elston 1941 Panel 22E, Line 103 Dan Sherrill 1962
Mike Merritt's Death Bruce Veteto   Small Town, OHS      Zoe de Crevecoeur Erickson 1968
Oceanside in the Vietnam War Dan Sherrill 1962 Then and Now Dan Sherrill 1962
OHS Alumni in Iraq Michael Aguirre 1978 Tony Zale Dan Sherrill 1962
OHS Alumni Life Adventure Debbie Martinez Scott 1981 Year Books, Tattered and Torn

Jim Peterson

 

1966

 

OHS Honors to Include Aviatrix Tom Morrow        

Then and Now, Dan Sherrill, class of 1962, submitted August 6, 2007 

In the spirit of “the more things change, the more they stay the same,” I offer up this account of adventures past and current.  Sten Ravhed (the majority owner of T-Kartor) and I traveled to the Czech Republic (CR) at the end of May 2007 to celebrate the 15 year anniversary of T-Mapy, our sister company there.  When T-Kartor celebrated our 15th anniversary in 2005, we celebrated in a reasonable and responsible fashion by guzzling generous quantities of Swedish beer and sampling locally-produced Absolut vodka.   

Czechs on the other hand avoid the reasonable and prefer participating in feats of endurance and hazard.  Events on Saturday 26 May 2007 were organized by a Czech outfit called Outdoor Discovery (Czech it out!).  From 0900 to about 1900 we mountain biked around Doksy, CR participating in feats conjured by one of CR’s imminent poets, KH Macha in his 19th century epic poem Mai (an English translation can be found on Wikipedia). 

Then: A young Dan Sherrill, SP4, on rappel Mission Gorge near San Diego, CA (32° 49’ 21” N, 117° 02’ 24” W), 1967 or 68, during Special Forces Mountain Training. 

Now: An old Dan Sherrill on rappel, 26 May 2007, near Doksy, Czech Republic (50°35’ 15” N, 14° 39’ 15 E).  

 

Then: A young Dan Sherrill, SSG, on 3-line rope bridge, near Black Rapids, Alaska (63° 32’ N, 145° 51’ W), July 1969 during Special Forces Mountain Training.

 

Now: An old Dan Sherrill mounting a 3-line rope bridge, 26 May 2007, near Doksy, Czech Republic (50° 34’ 29” N, 14° 35’ 52” E).

Then:  The “A” Team.  Part of Operational Detachment ODA 232, Captain Jim Kelly, SSG Raúl García, SFC Harry Black, SSG Dan Sherrill.  Outside of Black Rapids Mess Hall, Alaska (63° 32’ N, 145° 51’ W), Special Forces Mountain Training, July 1969.

 

Now: Zeleny Tym or "zeleni” for short (Green Team)(sans cigars), Lucie Trnavska "LuTr" (Prague office), Ales Pecha (Hradec Králové office), Tomas Hulek "ToHu" (HK office), Tomas Novotny "ToNo" (HK office), Petr Samek "PeSa", "Sam" (HK office), Pavel Machac "PaMa" (Prague office), Dan Sherrill (T-Kartor Sweden); 26 May 2007, Hotel Grand, Doksy, Czech Republic (50° 34’ 03” N, 14° 39’ 15” E).  Note Budweiser umbrella in background (the original Budweiser or Budvar beer). 

Notes:

http://www.discovery.cz (Czech it out!) 

From: http://www.mesto-doksy.cz/index.php?par=8*1*58*1*0

    One of them is to be mentioned in more detail, because it is linked to a Czech romantic poet Karel Hynek Macha. It used to be a wine taproom, which was set up by a Doksy native, Jan Nepomuk Kampe, at the beginning of 19th century on Klucek peninsula, lying to the northeast of Macha's Lake. On the southern slopes of Klucek there were excellent conditions for growing vines. The nearby destinations of romantic wanderings (the not far-off ruins of the Castle of Bezdez, the ruins of Stary Berstejn and Jestrebi) made the Klucek taproom always a lively place. Not only delicious wine was served there, but there also used to be a swimming area with a boat rental in the Brehynska zatoka (Brehyne Bay) of Macha's Lake. In 1825, Antonin Tietze, Jan Kampe's son-in-law and later, after Jan Kampe's death in 1811, the taproom barkeeper, had a summerhouse built on Myší ostrůvek (Mouse’s Little Island), which became a popular for pleasure trips. Boats used to take guests to the island and back. In the year 1828, the summerhouse was destroyed by a gale. The taproom’s beauty spot on Klucek disappeared between 1839 and 1841.

     One of the visitors of the taproom used to be Karel Hynek Macha, a jurist at that time. He visited Doksy for the first time in August 1832, being invited by his friend from university Edward Hindl, who was working on the Waldstein farm and lands. The hilly country, full of mysterious gulches, surrounded by hills with castle ruins, deep woods, in which famous highwaymen used to rage was a place close to the poet’s romantic soul. Edward Hindl acquainted his friend with the local myth of the robbing knight Pancir. The barkeeper Antonin Tietze told Macha the tragic story of a patricide caused by unhappy love, which happened in May 1774 in Duba, in the family of a rich farmer, Schifner. Tietze knew quite a lot about those matters, because he was blood-related with the Schifners' family. Macha used the character of the barkeeper in his poem Maj (May). The only witness of the tragedy was the statue of St. Prokop, whose original today stands in front of the Museum of K.H. Macha. In the living memory of local inhabitants, there also used to be the inglorious end of a redoubtable robber, Vaclav Kumra, also known as Czech Vasek, who was apprehended in one of the Doksy pubs in 1798. All these stories and myths, and the lake, which didn't used to be hidden in shady shrubbery at the time, the ruins of the Gothic castle of Bezdez and the romance of the whole region got projected into Macha's lyrical-narrative poem Máj (May). As the author said himself, ‘The plot of the poem takes place near the town of Hirsberg, among the mountains, on which the castles of Bezdez, Pernstejn, Houska and Roll in the distance, point eastwards, westwards, to noon and to midnight.’  

The team members from left to right:
- Lucie Trnavska "LuTr" (Prague office)
- me, probably (I haven't seen myself without glasses yet)
- Tomas Hulek "ToHu" (HK)
- Tomas Novotny "ToNo" (HK)
- Petr Samek "PeSa", "Sam" (HK)
- Pavel Machac "PaMa" (Prague)
- you, obviously

The Green Team = "zeleny tym" or "zeleni" for short.

Year Books Tattered and Torn, Jim Peterson, class of 1966, submitted March 1, 2007


Have you wondered what will become of all the yearbooks that have been carried to the ends of the earth. The millions of stories told to children, grand-children, friends and fellow classmates.
 
These priceless books became a constant reminder of a great place to grow up and go to school. Page after page of secrets, crushes, long lost loves, teachers that taught us to sit up straight, get our homework turned in and guided us to become who we are today.
 
I attended the great school on the hill  from 62 to 66. When Thrifties was across the street that supplied us with ice cream cones for a dime. Across the parking lot where Dennys once sat. Where we cut classes to socialize with others that lived dangerously. Planning the parties we would go to or the game , after game dance and all the important stuff of the day.
 
Remember Ticos Tacos ? 10 tacos or burgers for $1.00.  A gallon of root beer for $.50. How about Mels across from the Crest Theater.  One of my favorite eateries was Jensens Bakery or Coffee Dans. Did you ever go to the Midway Drive In. Or the Star. The Palomar and Towne were mostly for the Marines. Admission was .25. Two movies, cartoon, and a newsreel. Throwing pop corn boxes at the screen and blowing on the Ju Ju B box so they would make a loud squeal. Now that was fun, immature and cheap.
 
Cruising the Strand was the mainstay of life on the beach. From Sklars Beach, Cassidy, Short St. Betties,the jetty. Going to the community center for Teen Time, Surf Movies (big Wednesday, Angry Sea,)  The Arcade was a high light if there was nothing else going on. Or A & W drive In. I remember one day when Floyd Patterson was walking down Vista way with all his trainers and reporters/ He was Heavy weight Champ then. He was training at St. Malo Beach.
 
Hey, remember the St. Malo Lumber Co. fire. That was a blaze seen all over the city. The fire took one life and seriously injured Brenda Seals' Dad.
 
That was across the street from The Pink Dot.......... great fries and shakes.
 
There is a  tire store on the corner of Oceanside Blvd and South Coast Highway. (Short St and Hill St.) What small part of history was housed in that building? You're right !! That was the Edsel dealership.
 
What do these places have in common. Weseloh Chevrolet & Geil Motors ?  Little League
 
Shakeys Pizza. That was the ultimate place to inhale pizza. Cowabunga !!! I still have a couple pizza pans from Shakeys.
 
One night at Coffee Dans we had just come back from a dance at the Roller Rink and we saw Ursula Andres the famous Bond Girl. Wow, that was a heart stopper.
 
$10.00 a gear, pink slips, yeh right. The first races at Palomar Airport Road. Burn up that 1/4 mile.
 
Bust your Buns!! Let's go sidewalk surfing. Nailed skates to a 2 x 6. Now that was suicide.
 
Who got shaved on the last day of the 8th grade? And the weeks following??
 
The Four Tops, Four Seasons, Jan and Dean, Beach Boys, and of course the Beatles. Parties in Carlsbad, dances in Sol;ana Beach, The Vista Armory, The Hi Ho Club in Vista and El Cajon. The Community Concourse in San Diego. "Me and The Others played them all.
 
The Wedge, Balboa Island, Huntington Pier, Doheny and THE PIER. The Rough water Swim. Carlsbad Forest, Buddy Todd Park,
Elms and Gladstones, slot cars, yo yos, those incredible Senior Blazers. ( Who thought that one up??)
I have just scratched the surface of the memories we carry around in our educated brains, compliments of Mrs. Gida, Carl Roache, Mr. Fletcher, Miss Burness, Herb Meyers, Ken Myers, Bill Wagner, and all the others. And good Ol' Art Lupino giving us a swat to remove a Spot ! did you hate those grass laps.
 
The year book only stirs the memory. The true feelings of OHS and those golden years are shared with the entire Class of 66 and all the others before and after us. But truly, 1966 was and still is the best class graduated from OHS.
 
What will become of all those year books after we are all gone?? Do we donate them to the school Library or have one more bon fire and pay homage to the best school in the world.
 
It was Uptight, out a sight...................
 
Later

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