Cullman High BearcatsCullman High School Class of 1969
Cullman, Alabama

Class of '69 News

Well, send us some news!!

  • What are you doing?
  • What have you been doing?
  • What are you getting ready to do?
  • Kids?
  • Grandkids?
  • (God help us) Great-grandkids?

Email any news items (including photos if you have them) about you or our fellow classmates. Send it to:

charlesgpuckett@gmail.com

Look forward to hearing what's happening with you!

Coach Woodard Dies

Coach Oliver Woodard died Sunday, May 9, 2010. He will lie in state on Saturday, May 15, 2010, at the CHS Auditorium. His funeral will be at 2 p.m. at the CHS Auditorium. Former students, players, teachers, and cheerleaders are all encouraged to attend. All former football players will be honorary pall bearers.

Oliver Woodard was truly a unique individual, and we were all fortunate to have known him. There were so many unique people, teachers and others, at CHS, people who influenced us in ways that we were doubtless unable to appreciate fully at the time and in the moment. Oh, to have the wisdom (or at least perspective) of age somehow compounded by the drive (or at least vitality) of youth.

Oliver Woodard Woodard In the Rain

New Grandchild for Patti and Phil Freeman

Phil and Patti have a new granddaughter! She is Eliza Helen Middlebrooks. Meredith, their younger daughter, and her husband Jeff now have their first child! She's 2 weeks old and just precious, and named for Patti's mother, who is so excited about her. You can click on the photos below to see a larger view.

Eliza and grandmother Helen Eliza Helen Middlebrooks Eliza and Helen

Are We Too Connected?

Grady Smith shared this with me in correspondence concerning contacting classmates. Whew! Try saying that three times fast!

As I contacted folks on my list, I was surprised to find out how many don't have e-mail addresses. I can't imagine, most of my communications, personal and professional, are via e-mail.

One common characteristic I found with those that have yet to subscribe to communications via e-mail, the internet, etc. is an obvious and abnormal calmness accompanied by a more laid-back attitude about life than normally found in folks today. I can't imagine how they survive in today's world. I don't think I could survive.

Well, gotta go now... headed out to appointments with my cardiologist, psychiatrist, counselor, therapist, dietician, and then a stop at the afternoon AA meeting. Along the way I must stop by my pharmacist and pick up my nerve and blood pressure medication. Just in case you need to contact me I'll have my blackberry with me for virtual instant communication. If the battery should grow weak I have a charger in the car along with a fully charged back-up battery just in case.

I am just kidding. But... maybe we really should rethink our position. I could use a large does of "laid-back" from time to time.

Posted 21 September, 2009


Class Attributes - Who Knew?

I was looking in the annual, and for some unexplainable reason, realized that we actually had class "colors", "flower" and "motto". Since this was news to me, I thought I'd mention them here. All this was was written on the first page of the Senior Class section. Since nobody wrote on that page in my annual, perhaps that explains why I never looked. For all of you who are already intimate with these attributions, well, send me some real news. J

Colors. Navy Blue and White. I wonder how we came up with that. Maybe sort of a chromatic compromise between the blue of Auburn's burnt orange and navy blue, and the white of Alabama's crimson and white? If so, methinks Bama got the short straw.

Flower. White Orchid. Really. That would leave pink carnation as the only legitimate contender.

Motto. Now this is good, and shows a sensible connection to the kind of idealism we had at the time.

Some men see things as they are and ask "Why?"
I dream of things that never were and ask "Why not?"

The yearbook fails to note the author. Bobby Kennedy said it, paraphrasing George Bernard Shaw. Teddy then repeated it in his eulogy for Bobby.

"I thought I saw him walking up over the hill
 With Abraham, Martin and John
..."

We have lived in the middle of such extraordinary times. How extraordinary, we may never know. Those who live in the middle of great events are remarkably myopic about them.

Posted 8 September, 2009