May 28, 2019

Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Frigerio!

Congratulations to BHS’68 classmates Tonia Szilagyi Mapston and George Frigerio who developed a romance 49 years after high school graduation and tied the knot last Thursday before family and many friends from Burbank High. Go back and read all about it here: A BHS Love Story and 49 Years in the Making.

Jodi Tillotson Huddleston said: “It was great fun to reconnect with friends from high school again since none of them had been able to make it to the reunion. I am so happy for Tonia and George to be able to find each other again and to make a new life for each other. I had a great time going to Waco with Tim Tolnay and his wife Kat Wyatt (both class of ’69). Tonia’s family are so nice and were very welcoming to George and all of the friends that came. A great time was had by all!

Burbank friends at Toni and George’s wedding. (L-R: Sharon Anderson McEntire, Thomas McEntire, Paul Hernandez, Tim Tolnay, Kathleen Wyatt Richardson, Janis O’Brien, Tonia Szilagyi Mapston, George Frigerio, Larry O’Brien, Jan DeJaegher, Jodi Tillotson Huddleston, Gary Marca, Teri Hill Clark)

Jan DeJaegher wrote: Attended a truly Hallmark Style wedding today! Old friends Tonia Szilagyi Mapston and George Frigerio got married in one of the nicest wedding ceremonies ever. Dinner and dancing followed. Many people from elementary school through Burbank High school were there, a wonderful reunion for all of us.

Since many of us wanted to be there but circumstances did not permit it, I asked Jan to send me her impressions of the celebration.

A whole bunch of us got to the hotel at the same time, and the staff was nice enough to let us commandeer the breakfast area and we just sat and talked for hours on the day before the rehearsal dinner. We left it neat and tidy so they couldn’t say anything!

The next morning, the date of the rehearsal dinner, they let us linger as long as we wanted to after breakfast. The lady that took care of the breakfast area was just so nice, and it turns out she is from Fullerton. She even made waffles for us! She has a daughter and grandchildren in Corsicana, so that’s where she is now to be near them.

The rehearsal dinner was a delightful affair, a sit down dinner provided by George’s mom. She’s a great lady and quite on top of things. We (Teri Hill Clark and I who collaborated on the quilt) presented it and Teri made us sing a song before the unveiling with Janis Bustrum O’Brien, who was my close neighbor growing up. We wrapped (the quilt) in brown paper and tied it up with twine.

Quilt made by Jan DeJaegher for newlyweds Toni and George.

George and Toni were quite surprised. After that, they gave out the groomsmen’s gifts and bridesmaids and attendants’ gifts.

The one thing that Teri and I were able to do was to take the booze from Mom Frigerio’s house and deliver it to both the rehearsal dinner site and the wedding site. Wel also delivered all the gifts for the attendants. We saved Toni about two hours of running stuff around, so she could concentrate on getting read. Toni is the total opposite of a bridezilla and hated asking anyone to do anything. We were so happy to have errands to run.

Wedding day was fun… The wedding was held in the observatory build of Navarro College. There was beautiful stained glass of those who looked to the stars: Galileo, Isaac Newton, Albert Einstein, and John Goddard—impressive. We all sat anywhere we wanted as many of us were friends with both bride and groom. There were three ringbearers, one of whom was a baby (he wore George’s cowboy boots from when George was a baby) and two flower girls. Three bridesmaids, all of whom are Toni’s daughters, four groomsmen. Two sons-in-law walked Toni up the aisle. When asked who gave her away, they indicated that the whole family did! The vows were repeated and then everyone recessed. The reception was a buffet, and there was a champagne fountain as well as a chocolate fountain.

There were three wedding cakes. One was white with red roses cascading down, a birthday cake and a groom’s cake. There wasn’t any cake left at the end, I think! It was also Toni’s birthday so George won’t forget either date.

Kathy, this wedding was the best I’ve ever been to. We, the Facebook friends, saw this little spark start between the two of them, and it just kept growing! All of Toni’s family, including the grandkids, just adore George. They call him Papa Georgio, a combination of his first and last names. He’s a true romantic and Toni just adores him. 

Toni’s boots were a hit! They were sparkly as all get out, and a perfect color match to her beautiful red dress!

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If there were any other Burbank friends at the wedding, or if you wish to send your congratulations, write your messages in the comments box below.

Congratulations, Toni and George!

 

 

 

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March 14, 2019

RIP Jerry Iggulden

Jerry Iggulden died in 2012

Our friend from Burbank High class of 1970, Alan Landros, wrote to tell me that yesterday he attended the funeral of teacher Bill North.

One of the four speakers was Mary Iggulden, BHS ‘74.  Afterwards I talked to her and asked her if Jerry was her brother, or if Scott was her brother.  She said Jerry was her brother, and Scott was their cousin.  She said Jerry passed away in 2012, and that he and his wife lived in Santa Monica when he died.  She didn’t volunteer any details other than that.  We all know that Scott Iggulden was killed in Viet Nam, probably from the latest class from BHS of those killed in Viet Nam, BHS ‘68.

Alan said that Jerry’s sister, Mary, especially wanted to get the message to our classmate Marty Gelbard, since “Jerry and Marty went through Thomas Jefferson together, too, and that the Igguldens lived near the school on Karen St., and I know back then the Gelbards lived on Eton Dr. near the school.”

Please share your memories of Jerry in the comments below.

Even though our 50th Class Reunion has passed, we still enjoy receiving your news and will keep up this blog for as long as possible. Send your news to burbankhigh1968@gmail.com.

 

 

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February 25, 2019

RIP Mr. Bill North

From BHS’70 Alan Landros:

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Former BHS teacher, Mr. Bill North, passed away yesterday, Sunday, February 24, 2019. Bill was in Colorado when he passed away. He was there for only two days to visit a friend.  He was on an airport bus going to the airport to come back home when he suddenly passed away. He was 82 years old.

Bill grew up in the 900 block of Cornell Dr. and was a 1954 BHS graduate. He taught Social Studies and English at John Muir Junior High for 15 years from 1960 to 1975. He then taught Government and Economics for 21 years at BHS from 1975 to 1996 when he retired. He was also the Ceralbus advisor from 1986 to 1996. Many will remember Bill’s use of “paper clips” for awards in his John Muir classes!

Bill married his John Muir colleague, Mrs. Barbara Bullock, and they enjoyed many happy years together. Barbara passed away in 2005. He continued living in Burbank until now, and had been doing well. Just last August he purchased a new Subaru wagon. Bill and former John Muir and BHS teacher, Clyde Richards, have been close friends over all these years.  Bill North attended the BHS ‘70 reunions in both 2010 and 2015.  He and Barbara were planning to attend the 2005 reunion, also, but the diagnosis of Barbara’s illness came the same week as the reunion so they couldn’t join us of course, and Barbara passed away shortly after that.

>When I’ve sent notices like this over the years for BHS ‘70 alumni and former BHS teachers I would almost always hear from Bill complimenting me on what I had written.  He would always tell me that when he died he wanted me to write his obituary!  We would laugh back and forth about that each time.  I NEVER thought that his passing would come this soon.  I even thought that he might outlive me.  Not to be.  This is a sad day for Burbank and for everyone who knew Mr. Bill North.

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November 20, 2018

The icing on the cake

Some of you saw Nancy Frisch Silverman’s post on Facebook:

Yes, the Memory Books have been mailed—a fun souvenir of our 50th Class Reunion weekend together. It’s 36 pages, full-color throughout, and chock full of photos, submitted by some of you, but most were taken by my brother, Rick Au, a Burbank High graduate from the Class of 1980. He owes his photo expertise to teacher Mr. Leon Frankamp, who is still living in Minnesota.

Here are some more comments:

“Memory Book finally made its way to Colorado, it is awesome!” (Jodi TIllotson Huddleston)

“I agree!” (Louise Good Hernandez)

“I agree also. Pure icing” (Christine Heim Teuber)

“Agree, good job!” (Jeani Chiarolla Chambers)

“You all did a wonderful job on it. Special thanks to Kathy” (Karen Walther Berg)

“I got mine today and agree it is well done. Thank you all.” (Betsey Nash)

“What a great job! It is full of wonderful memories!” (Karen Watson Gillespie)

“Great job!!! Thank you all!!!” (Loanne Walker Ginchereaux)

“Thank you so much for all of your work on this book and the reunion. Your brother did a great job capturing the night in pictures, but it took your knowledge and talent to put this memory book together; it is a treasure and our reunion was one for the books.” (Patti Trish Molloy Vosper)

The Memory Book contains the contact information of alumni who either filled out the Reunion Questionnaire, attended a Reunion activity, or wrote to us about the Reunion but were unable to come for some reason or another.

The good news is that we have a very limited number of Memory Books left. If you haven’t yet ordered a copy, or especially, if you were not able to come to any of the Reunion events, you still have a chance to own one of these unique books, and see what everyone is talking about.

Go here to order your copy. It is only $10 and includes shipping.

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November 3, 2018

Bonnie Moody Rapp

Bonnie Moody

Bonnie Moody Rapp met her husband Dave Rapp, a John Burroughs student, while they were both working at KFC. Somehow they got past the rivalry, even though Dave threatened to lock her into the freezer. They have 2 children, both of whom are teachers, 3 grandchildren and 1 great-granddaughter. Although technically retired from LA Pierce College, Bonnie continues to teach English/ESL at Los Angeles Valley College.

“I’ve done much since graduating from BHS and starring in “Ask Any Girl,” our Senior Play, under the direction of Deanne Wolfson. I’ve been a mom, a teacher, a poet, and, I hope, a reliable friend. But on the night of our 50th reunion, my thoughts went back to that senior year at BHS and experiencing all Deanne Wolfson offered me. Prior to meeting her, I had been a shy introvert, who only dreamed of being on stage. Ms. Wolfson soon changed that. She managed to bring out the talent in all who came under her guidance, and she held court like a lioness. No one dared to question her. In Play Production, it was customary to sign up for roles. Doubting my abilities, I would wait until the day before “try-outs,” when Ms. Wolfson would inform me that I would be reading for a part. I soon realized that, in her mind, she had already assigned roles. When she told me I would be starring in the senior play and singing 7 songs, I balked, thinking, I can’t sing. She soon made sure I was connected to a singing coach, and sure enough, I sang 7 songs, something I’m still surprised I managed to do. One day she put me in touch with a Disney talent scout, who arranged for me to read for an upcoming Disney series. Although I didn’t pursue the role beyond the reading, Ms. Wolfson didn’t push me. Outside of her auditorium, she left decisions to us. As I said, I’ve done a lot since BHS, but Deanne Wolfson’s influence has remained with me. Having now been an English/ ESL college instructor for 30 years, I don my metaphorical greasepaint every day I go into class, where I perform at my best to deliver knowledge to a cast of characters pursuing their own dreams. Looking back, I truly believe that shy young girl needed a Deanne Wolfson to bring her out of her shell, to make her realize the magic of discovering all she could be.”

Also check out “Five generations in one family!” for more information and photos of Bonnie.

A recent photo of Bonnie

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October 29, 2018

What I learned about life …

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In the October 24, 2018 issue of Atlantic, there was an article by Deborah Copaken titled “What I Learned about Life at My 30th College Reunion,” and the bullet points she listed could well have been applied to the recent Burbank High’s Class of 1968 50th Reunion. (Read the entire article here.)

Even though the author wrote the article in response to a 30th college reunion of Harvard University, see if you don’t agree that these statements could be true for our reunion (with specific details changed, of course):

  1. No one’s life turned out exactly as anticipated, not even for the most ardent planner.
  2. Every classmate who became a teacher or doctor seemed happy with the choice of career.
  3. Many lawyers seemed either unhappy or itching for a change, with the exception of those who became law professors. (See No. 2 above.)
  4. Nearly every single banker or fund manager wanted to find a way to use accrued wealth to give back (some had concrete plans, some didn’t), and many, at this point, seemed to want to leave Wall Street as soon as possible to take up some sort of art.
  5. Speaking of art, those who went into it as a career were mostly happy and often successful, but they had all, in some way, struggled financially.
  6. They say money can’t buy happiness, but in an online survey of our class just prior to the reunion, those of us with more of it self-reported a higher level of happiness than those with less.
  7. Our strongest desire, in that same pre-reunion class survey—over more sex and more money—was to get more sleep.
  8. “Burning Down the House,” our class’s favorite song, by the Talking Heads, is still as good and as relevant in 2018 as it was blasting out of our freshman dorms.
  9. Many of our class’s shyest freshmen have now become our alumni class leaders, helping to organize this reunion and others.
  10. Those who chose to get divorced seemed happier, post-divorce.
  11. Those who got an unwanted divorce seemed unhappier, post-divorce.
  12. Many classmates who are in long-lasting marriages said they experienced a turning point, when their early marriage suddenly transformed into a mature relationship. “I’m doing the best I can!” one classmate told me she said to her husband in the middle of a particularly stressful couples’-therapy session. From that moment on, she said, he understood: Her imperfections were not an insult to him, and her actions were not an extension of him. She was her own person, and her imperfections were what made her her. Sometimes people forget this, in the thick of marriage.
  13. Nearly all the alumni said they were embarrassed by their younger selves, particularly by how judgmental they used to be.
  14. We have all become far more generous with our I love you’s. They flew freely at the reunion. We don’t ration them out to only our intimates now, it seems; we have expanded our understanding of what love is, making room for long-lost friends.
  15. No matter what my classmates grew up to be—a congressman, like Jim Himes; a Tony Award–winning director, like Diane Paulus; an astronaut, like Stephanie Wilson—at the end of the day, most of our conversations at the various parties and panel discussions throughout the weekend centered on a desire for love, comfort, intellectual stimulation, decent leaders, a sustainable environment, friendship, and stability.
  16. Nearly all the alumni with kids seemed pleased with their decision to have had them. Some without kids had happily chosen that route; others mourned not having them.
  17. Drinks at a bar you used to go to with your freshman roommate are more fun 30 years later with that same freshman roommate.
  18. Staying at the house of an old friend, whenever possible, is preferable to spending a night in a hotel. Unless you’re trolling for a new spouse or a one-night stand, as some of my classmates seemed to have been doing, in which case: hotel, hotel, hotel.
  19. Nearly all the attendees who had spouses had, by the 30th reunion, left theirs at home.
  20. Most of our knees, hips, and shoulders have taken a beating over time.
  21. A life spent drinking too much alcohol shows up, 30 years later, on the face.
  22. For the most part, the women fared much better than the men in the looks department.
  23. For the most part, the men fared much better than the women—surprise, surprise—in the earning-potential-and-leadership department.
  24. A lack of affordable child care and paid maternity leave had far-reaching implications for many of our classmates, most of them female: careers derailed, compromises made, money lost.
  25. When the bell atop Memorial Church tolled 27 times to mark the passing of 27 classmates since graduation, we all understood, on a visceral level, that these tolls will increase exponentially over the next 30 years.
  26. It is possible to put together a memorial-service chorus of former alumni, none of whom have ever practiced with one another, and make it sound as if they’d been practicing together for weeks. Even while performing a new and original piece by the choral conductor.
  27. In our early 50s, people seem to feel a pressing need to speak truths and give thanks and kindness to one another before it’s too late to do so. One of my freshman roommates thanked me for something that happened in 1984. A classmate who was heretofore a stranger, but who had read my entry in the red book, our quinquennial alumni report—in which I recounted having taken an Uber Pool to the emergency room—offered to pay for my ambulance next time, even going so far as to yank a large pile of bills out of his pocket. “That’s okay,” I told him, laughing. “I don’t plan to return to the emergency room anytime soon. ”
  28. Those who’d lost a child had learned a kind of resilience and gratitude that was instructive to all of us. “Don’t grieve over the years she didn’t get to live,” said one of our classmates, at a memorial service for her daughter, Harvard class of 2019, who died last summer. “Rather, feel grateful for the 21 years she was able to shine her light.”
  29. Those of us who’d experienced the trauma of near death—or who are still facing it—seemed the most elated to be at reunion. “We’re still here!” I said to my friend, who used to run a health company and had a part of the side of his face removed when his cancer, out of nowhere, went haywire. We were giggling, giddy as toddlers, practically bouncing on our toes, unable to stop hugging each other and smiling as we recounted the gruesome particulars of our near misses.
  30. Love is not all you need, but as one classmate told me, “it definitely helps.”

This is a LAST CHANCE REMINDER to order your Memory Books before the deadline of October 31, 2018!

 

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October 29, 2018

Steve Burns

Steve Burns

STEVE BURNS does some acting work when and where he can. He writes that his greatest accomplishment since high school has been in academia, where he did well and has done well since. He became a lawyer then lost his license to practice in 2010. He says, “Ashamed of myself for that but trying to get my license back. Nil desperandum. Have to be honest here because what is the point otherwise! Otherwise my life has been a matter of good and bad fortune, but in the main I am largely responsible for all that I have done and not done. The details are too nasty, or even worse, tedious and boring, to write about here.

“I can honestly say however that I am lucky and blessed to have good family and friends who seem to like me despite all my failures, and I include therein all my fellow graduates from and at the 50th Reunion, which was just fantastic.”
“Most all of going to BHS for three years, including summers before and between school, were pretty good.”

Steve Burns selfie

Steve at the Reunion.

“Thanks for a great 50th Reunion party.”

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October 24, 2018

Michael Katzman

Mike Katzman, 1968

Mike Katzman, 1968

About Michael Katzman, creator of the Reunion video:

In April of 2018, Kathy Au Crosier contacted Michael to create some kind of presentation for the upcoming 50th reunion. Michael volunteered to create a video which he only described as a nostalgic re-imagining of the fifty year-old Ceralbus yearbook.

About three weeks later, Michael submitted a sample to the 1968 Alumni Committee. Work proceeded almost up to the day of the event on October 6, 2018. The work involved scanning, colorizing, building the animation pieces, 3D rendering, and sound editing. Michael used Adobe Creative Suite (CS5) for most of the work.

Michael has worked with digital graphics since 1989, taught introduction to animation and gaming, and when not teaching high school English, taught video and theater production. His current long term video project is digitizing and editing 25 years of VHS tape from Lincoln and Bravo high school.

And his third novel, Forever My Teacher, will be available on Amazon December 2018.

 

Mike Katzman, 2018

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October 24, 2018

A picture is worth a thousand words!

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And do we have pictures! The photos above are just a samplling of the nearly 200 in the Memory Book, a perfect souvenir of our 50th Class Reunion weekend, October 5-7, 2018. If you were not able to attend any of the reunion events, we would strongly urge you to consider purchasing a Memory Book—so you can relive all the excitement, fun and joy that we experienced in reconnecting with our classmates. Or, even if you were there, it was impossible to talk and see everyone, so here’s another chance to see who you missed.

We will only take orders for Memory Books until October 31, 2018 when we have to send in our order to the print shop. Naturally we don’t want to order more than we need to, and John and Donna Canzoneri Wray don’t want the books to accumulate dust in their garage!

Order your Memory Book here. We made the price affordable so that there’s no reason not to have one. The price is only $10 and includes shipping.

Check out this list to see if you have already purchased a book. If you have paid and don’t see your name, please email Kathy Au Crosier right away.

And … (drum roll, please)

In response to many, MANY requests, Michael Katzman’s fantastic video is now available for download! I dare say that the showing of the Reunion Video was *THE* highlight of the evening of October 6th! We all owe Mike a huge debt of gratitude for the several hundred hours he spent on this project— a compilation of ’60s music, nostalgia photos of Burbank, and yearbook photos sure to make you laugh, cry and remember the good ol’ days!

You can click the photo of Burbank High below to download and play the video. NOTE: It will play back smoother and faster if you download the video to your phone or computer first.

Remember that this blog will be ongoing, and it’s not too late to fill out the Reunion Questionnaire! Rick Nyberg just did and you can see his contribution here. Some people have just written short answers and others have written entire treatises—it’s your choice. To see a list of all people who have responded to the Questionnaire, you can click here.

 

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October 23, 2018

Rick Nyberg

Rick Nyberg

RICK NYBERG met his wife Joyce Hawkins in 1969 in an English class in college, making for almost a 50 year relationship and a 47 year marriage. They have two sons.

“I would love to report in on a gaggle of grandchildren, but our two sons are not cooperating in the matter. I have begged them to consider not waiting till I am too old to take grandkids backpacking. But to no avail. Joyce and I are thinking about becoming foster grandparents. Our eldest son, Justin, is a Princeton educated writer and outdoorsman. He wrote for Outside Magazine for a decade. Once he realized that he wanted to get married and buy a home he became an attorney. He lives with his attorney wife in Colorado. He has accumulated more adventure travel in his pushing 40 years than most all of us have in a lifetime—combined. Our younger son, Morgan, is a police officer in a tough municipality of Southern California. Despite having a MA from USC, he loves serving the community from the street perspective. And, while he asks us to be discrete about details about his work, suffice it to say he is one of those very good guys that runs selflessly towards dangerous situations that the rest of us run from.”

Their beloved Golden Retriever, Cyrus joined the family for nearly 15 years. “It been almost 15 years since we had to let him go, and the pain of that passing still has our kennel quiet. (Though I fell in love with a Rhodesian Ridgeback on a Paris subway a few months ago and find myself leaning in that direction.)”

Rick spent his childhood in Portland, OR, and in Burbank for high school. From there he was in California for college, Princeton, NJ for graduation school and in Irvine, CA during household years. Since retiring, he and his wife have been living in Newport Beach, CA.

About his post-high school education, Rick writes: “As undergraduates, Joyce pursued a degree in elementary school teaching, while I studied philosophy, psychology, and religion. (Clearly, she has always been the practical one in our relationship.) After one year of marriage, we headed off on a wonderful east coast adventure where I pursued master degree studies in Pastoral Counseling at Princeton Theological Seminary, and Clinical Social Work at Rutgers University. Joyce earned her “PhT”, (“put him through” graduate school) by becoming a 5th grade teacher in the Princeton area. My studies eventually lead to receiving a M.Div. and MSW degrees. We had planned to settle in some quaint New England town to establish a career and build a family, but my mother’s terminal illness had us hastily return to California in 1977. We ended up in Irvine in its hay days where I began my clinical career and Joyce and I settled into building and nurturing a family. From that point we established what came to be deeply rooted relationships in the Orange County community and have been there ever since.”

“Historically, my career revolved around providing counseling and executive coaching services that included professorships at Chapman and Concordia Universities. But I have also enjoyed other career adventures in the area of executive coaching and organizational development. With all the changes in the mental health industry in the 1980s, I became involved with side businesses that took me into a world that I would have never imagined I would venture into the world of banking. One of these career side trips did well and has freed me to pursue only the most fun aspects of my clinical/coaching profession. Chief among this is helping mid life men move “from success to significance” in their lives, which nets out to be nothing more than soul work. This time in life has also permitted me to explore other areas of personal and professional growth in the form of becoming a voluntary chaplain within local hospice services, and the mentoring of underprivileged youth via exposing them to nature and backpacking. I am told that I am retired. And my office is for the most part closed. But I seem to be busier now than ever. Given how busy I am in retirement I actually wonder just how I fit work into my schedule for all those years? My bucket list is long. It includes a couple of books that have been festering in my head for decades now, enjoying time with my wife, family, and friends, travel, and pondering such issues as to just what I plan to do when I grow up.”

Rick Nyberg at the 50th Reunion

“While enjoying a diverse and fulfilling career path in human services has been a significant accomplishment in my life, I don’t view it as my greatest. Beyond any professional achievement, I believe that my greatest accomplishment has been to raise, with my wife, two wonderful young men who have deep souls, and who are assets to the quality of our world today. No success in the world could ever be worth a failure in the home.

“Our High school years, the years 1965 through 1968, were exceptionally complex ones on the world stage. (For a great overview of this time read 1968: The Year that Rocked the World, by Mark Kurlansky.) Our world was rapidly losing its innocence—or naivete. And as we tried to negotiate the normal developmental challenges of adolescence during those tumultuous times we did so in the unfolding of a new world that previous generations never faced. For me, that complexity was amplified by the fact in 1965 was a transplant from the pastoral green of an Oregon childhood, to the gray hues of apartment life on Grismer Avenue the week that the Watts riots broke out.

And so, when I arrived in Burbank in 1965, I was one of several in our class at BHS with no historic connection to the place or to the people. It took a year or so to begin to find a sense of belonging in that community. My best memories are grounded in gratitude for those that did reach out it support of a lost kid from Oregon. Mr. Lloyd, my guidance counselor, stands at the top of a long chain of mentors who throughout my life believed in my potential in ways that I could never have imagined at the time—and nudged me towards achieving it. I recall the day when he told me that he was placing me on the “college track” —whatever that meant. Then there were the wonderful families of fellow students who welcomed me into their hearts and homes. The graciousness, support and love of the White, and the Parrish families is at the top of that list. Then there was Bill Flannigan, the youth minister from the local Presbyterian church who served the spiritual needs of the stable kids and shepherded the wayward ones alike. As for teachers Regnal Hall, and his infectious blissful love affair with music that made all within his reach make joyful noise. Some of my most rewarding times in HS were doing the musicals, madrigal choir, and finding my way into the S. California Youth Choir under Mr. Hall’s mentoring.”

 

Rick Nyberg

 

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