Sunday, May 29, 2011
OLD FASHION 4TH OF JULY BBQ
SATURDAY JULY 2nd, 2011
NOON on......
Ben Croxton, Class of '67
ben@bencroxton.com
221 Peale Road
Wimberly, TX 78676
(512) 739-5133
Monday, April 18, 2011
ROHAWK MINI REUNION - CLASS OF '63
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| ROHAWK MINI '63 REUNION April 16, 2011 |
Why is Karen Collie barefoot?
Can you name all 29 graduates?
Graduating Class of 1963
Thomas Harrison Allen
Jeffry William Anderson
Toni Lynn Buchert
Kathryn Burton
Karen Jane Collie
Robert Mallory Dawson
Kenneth Charles Devers
Leslie Earl Dodgion
Elizabeth Lorraine Ficke
Karen Rosemarie Friese
Gretchen Lou Goodfleisch
Susan Louise Grubbs
Penelope Anne Hall
Cynthia Anne Hennrikus
Senja Anne Howell
Anne Marie Hubbard
Michael Durwood Hunt
Rosemary Francis Ledgerwood
Roger Kent London
Terri Leilani Mahr
Sandra Kay Minor
Richard Earl Nolan
James Manning Peck
Faye Anne Rittiman
Kathryn Ann Rollin
Jay Jennings Towner
Lawrence Alvin Tucker
Pama Ward Youngblood
Michael Pierre Wysong
Saturday, April 09, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Whiz Broome - Book Review
"Wheeler brings that misbegotten war in Vietnam up into your face. A quagmire of bullets, blood, bravery, fear and death."
"Wheeler, and those of us, whose stories he told, understand the truth of going to war. Part of you just never comes back."
Colonel William "Whiz" Broome (ret) Warrant Officer and Rattler pilot '69 Pentagon Chaplain (ret)
"Danang, up by the DMZ, a bad place." The faded soldier went back to staring at his warm beer. It was late 1968 and the Americal Division had a mean reputation. It was going to get a lot worse. Wheeler was assigned to the 71st Assault Helicopter Company, Firebirds and Rattlers. A frontline Huey outfit, not only responsible for their own NVA infested Area of Operations, but also chosen to do the "Sneaky Pete" stuff for Special Forces in the far off jungles of Laos. The U.S. Government would deny any knowledge of their existence if they went down out there. It didn't matter. If you went down out there, you were never coming back.
Read this book before going to war..... or sending your children.
DUBIOUS HONOR, a true story by D.E. Wheeler
Vietnam War, Helicoptor combat, concise, informative, grippint, without bravado
She's Hot Publishing Atten: Josephine Wheeler
P.O. Box 753, Saint George, Utah 84771
(435) 668-84771
Sales@shes-hot.com
NOW AVAILABLE: AMAZON.COM
Friday, December 24, 2010
DEE WEWER '65 n/k/a WEWER KOEHANE
Gloria…….you can post this if you like……..and…..Thanks for your interest in and support of my art.
For my old high school buds……..A film was created from my exhibit at Aspen Art Museum and it is now on YouTube. Please enjoy and pass along!
Happy Holidays. Wewer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-kritJ4T6Y&feature=email
http://www.wewerart.com/
For my old high school buds……..A film was created from my exhibit at Aspen Art Museum and it is now on YouTube. Please enjoy and pass along!
Happy Holidays. Wewer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-kritJ4T6Y&feature=email
http://www.wewerart.com/
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Visit with my daughter Allison - December 2010
TERRY SMILJANICH '65 and Gloria Campbell Gallagher '65
I visited with Terry Smiljanich when I went to Florida to visit my daughter. He is preparing to retire and has two houses in which to retire in the Gainesville area - he just hasn't set the date yet!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM GLORIA 2010
MERRY CHRISTMAS – 2010
Danny and I have been so blessed this year – We are in our new house and enjoying meeting our new neighbors and getting involved. We’ve traveled to Rome and New York and Florida. Our children are thriving and doing well. However, our son, Mark, will be deployed to Afganistan beginning in March. So please pray for his little family – he and his wife, ChongOk and their 10 year old son, Hanul, as well as all of our soldiers stationed around the world. I love you all and cherish each and every one of our friends and family. And hope that all of you have a
Merry Christmas and a Prosperous and Happy New Year!
In the wonder of Christmas, may you find peace
…In the beauty of Christmas, may you find hope
…In the love of Christmas, may you find joy. Peace~
Love, Danny and Gloria Campbell Gallagher
Danny and I have been so blessed this year – We are in our new house and enjoying meeting our new neighbors and getting involved. We’ve traveled to Rome and New York and Florida. Our children are thriving and doing well. However, our son, Mark, will be deployed to Afganistan beginning in March. So please pray for his little family – he and his wife, ChongOk and their 10 year old son, Hanul, as well as all of our soldiers stationed around the world. I love you all and cherish each and every one of our friends and family. And hope that all of you have a
Merry Christmas and a Prosperous and Happy New Year!
In the wonder of Christmas, may you find peace
…In the beauty of Christmas, may you find hope
…In the love of Christmas, may you find joy. Peace~
Love, Danny and Gloria Campbell Gallagher
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| Christmas 2010 |
NANCY OLSEN GIAMBALVO '65
Nancy is expecting two new grandchildren in 2011.... here is a picture of her current grand daughter, Stella Giambalvo with Nancy's son Ross:
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Friday, December 03, 2010
PEGGY McDOWELL OLIVER'S BLOG (Class of '68)
Please take some time to read Peggy's blog - I've also added the link to her blog on my "front page". After you've read her entries - please feel free to add comments to either her blog or this entry in mine.
Gloria,
I wanted to send these links to you because I thought you’re one of the people I know that would appreciate this. My dad is 86 now, and doing pretty well, but of course, we never know how much longer. He has always kept pretty quiet about his World War II experiences, since a lot of it was pretty painful (he was shot down in France and was a POW for much of the war). Recently he has started opening up and relating some of his stories, and my sister decided to get it all down for others to read, and she has posted one of these stories (in two parts) on her blog. Here are the links to the two articles:
Part 1:
http://olivercomments.blogspot.com/2010/11/prayer-of-downed-airman.html
Part 2:
http://olivercomments.blogspot.com/2010/12/luftwaffe-major.html
Thanks,
Dave McDowell "65
President
Lodging & Gaming Systems
dmcdowell@LGSreno.com
775-688-4448
Gloria,
I wanted to send these links to you because I thought you’re one of the people I know that would appreciate this. My dad is 86 now, and doing pretty well, but of course, we never know how much longer. He has always kept pretty quiet about his World War II experiences, since a lot of it was pretty painful (he was shot down in France and was a POW for much of the war). Recently he has started opening up and relating some of his stories, and my sister decided to get it all down for others to read, and she has posted one of these stories (in two parts) on her blog. Here are the links to the two articles:
Part 1:
http://olivercomments.blogspot.com/2010/11/prayer-of-downed-airman.html
Part 2:
http://olivercomments.blogspot.com/2010/12/luftwaffe-major.html
Thanks,
Dave McDowell "65
President
Lodging & Gaming Systems
dmcdowell@LGSreno.com
775-688-4448
Sunday, November 28, 2010
SUSAN LIVINGSTON JOHNSON '64
Susan came to town to visit her dad who turned 90 !!! Susan lives in Leadville, CO - Col. Livingston is quite spry as he still works in Walmart in the electronics department here in San Antonio.
Here's a picture of Susan and her Father

Here's a picture of Susan and her Father
This one is of me, Janet Francis Murillo and Susan eating lunch at Macaroni Grill (yum)
Thursday, November 18, 2010
What is "HOME"?
Every time I get asked “where are you from?” I have to hesitate. Sometimes, I say – Louisiana - because that’s where I was born. I only lived there two and a half years. Then my brother was born and we were transferred to Illinois. From there we moved “all over”. You know what I mean. Sometimes, I answer, “well, I was born in Louisiana, but my dad was in the Air Force, so we moved a lot. I lived in Texas more than anywhere else, so I guess, Texas”. Very confusing. My parents had a home and my kids have a place they call home.
Wikipedia defines “home” as
“A home is a place of residence or refuge.[1] When it refers to a building, it is usually a place in which an individual or a family can rest and store personal property. Most modern-day households contain sanitary facilities and a means of preparing food. Animals have their own homes as well, either living in the wild or in a domesticated environment. "Home" is also used to refer to the geographical area (whether it be a suburb, town, city or country) in which a person grew up or feels they belong, or it can refer to to the native habitat of a wild animal. As an alternative to the definition of "home" as a physical locale, home may be perceived to have no physical definition--instead, home may relate instead to a mental or emotional state of refuge or comfort. There are cultures in which members lack permanent homes, such as with nomadic people.”
I guess we were nomads.
Religion is complicated also – What religion are you? I always said “Protestant” – I went to the Protestant services at the Chapel on base, right? I really didn’t realize that Protestant contained several religions for a long time. I guess I’m “multi-religional”. I married a Catholic, divorced, married a Lutheran, got a religious annulment and converted to Catholic and then started going to Protestant services again. I miss the Chapel!!!!
I left Texas with my first husband in 1972 – I spent 31 years in Florida. I never liked it there. I felt alone and alien. I never realized how much I missed Texas – or how different Florida was as compared to Texas – the people, the culture, the fact that I wasn’t near an Air Force base and there were no military people around. I met and married my second husband, Danny, in Boca Raton, Florida. He moved there when he was 2 years old and lived in the same house for 20 years. Who does that? I thought I was stuck in South Florida forever. When the opportunity to move back to Texas presented itself I held my breath. I didn’t believe it was true. You can never go home – right? Well, I guess I didn’t think I was returning to my home because I don’t have one, right? I’m a nomad. I spent 31 years of my life in a place I didn’t really like – but I made a ton of friends, I had a career, had another son – had a life. I lived there longer than anywhere else. I even lived in a house for more than 2 ½ years!!! I even stopped moving furniture!!
One day shortly after I moved back here I was driving down I-35 on my way from New Braunfels to Air Force Village – south of San Antonio, near Lackland AFB, where my parents lived. I’m nearing the exit to Randolph AFB and I look up and I see jets flying overhead. I saw another set of jets right behind them and they flew over me as I was driving. My eyes started burning and tears started flowing – I was HOME.
I still don’t know what to say when people ask where I’m from or what religion I practice. I do know that I feel like this is my home and I do believe in God. So I must be from here.
Where are YOU from?
Gloria Campbell Gallagher '65
Wikipedia defines “home” as
“A home is a place of residence or refuge.[1] When it refers to a building, it is usually a place in which an individual or a family can rest and store personal property. Most modern-day households contain sanitary facilities and a means of preparing food. Animals have their own homes as well, either living in the wild or in a domesticated environment. "Home" is also used to refer to the geographical area (whether it be a suburb, town, city or country) in which a person grew up or feels they belong, or it can refer to to the native habitat of a wild animal. As an alternative to the definition of "home" as a physical locale, home may be perceived to have no physical definition--instead, home may relate instead to a mental or emotional state of refuge or comfort. There are cultures in which members lack permanent homes, such as with nomadic people.”
I guess we were nomads.
Religion is complicated also – What religion are you? I always said “Protestant” – I went to the Protestant services at the Chapel on base, right? I really didn’t realize that Protestant contained several religions for a long time. I guess I’m “multi-religional”. I married a Catholic, divorced, married a Lutheran, got a religious annulment and converted to Catholic and then started going to Protestant services again. I miss the Chapel!!!!
I left Texas with my first husband in 1972 – I spent 31 years in Florida. I never liked it there. I felt alone and alien. I never realized how much I missed Texas – or how different Florida was as compared to Texas – the people, the culture, the fact that I wasn’t near an Air Force base and there were no military people around. I met and married my second husband, Danny, in Boca Raton, Florida. He moved there when he was 2 years old and lived in the same house for 20 years. Who does that? I thought I was stuck in South Florida forever. When the opportunity to move back to Texas presented itself I held my breath. I didn’t believe it was true. You can never go home – right? Well, I guess I didn’t think I was returning to my home because I don’t have one, right? I’m a nomad. I spent 31 years of my life in a place I didn’t really like – but I made a ton of friends, I had a career, had another son – had a life. I lived there longer than anywhere else. I even lived in a house for more than 2 ½ years!!! I even stopped moving furniture!!
One day shortly after I moved back here I was driving down I-35 on my way from New Braunfels to Air Force Village – south of San Antonio, near Lackland AFB, where my parents lived. I’m nearing the exit to Randolph AFB and I look up and I see jets flying overhead. I saw another set of jets right behind them and they flew over me as I was driving. My eyes started burning and tears started flowing – I was HOME.
I still don’t know what to say when people ask where I’m from or what religion I practice. I do know that I feel like this is my home and I do believe in God. So I must be from here.
Where are YOU from?
Gloria Campbell Gallagher '65
Monday, November 15, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
JOURNEY BACK - Corky Smith (Schertz Grad)
October, 2010
Gloria,
I have really enjoyed the great work you do and the time and effort that you put into the Ro-Hawk Blog. It is a pity that someone had to take advantage of the system and destroy the ability of others to communicate due to their unnecessary comments.
I was inspired by the article entitled “A Soldier Died Today”. As you know Patty and I have been going back to Vietnam since 1989. I had the privilege to serve this country as a Ranger on the ground and as an Army Aviator. Vietnam was not very popular, but many men and women answered the call and served this country well. They were our peers who came from the Randolph Ro-Hawks and Schertz Cibolo High. “Our Cause Was A Just Cause” We carried out our school spirit, and the banner of our country to help free another country from communist aggression. It was not a question if it was right or wrong. We answered the call. Some of our brothers, sisters, fathers, aunts, and uncles, did not come home, and their sacrifice was not in vain just as the men and women who serve our country today here and abroad.
Patty and I often conduct the communion service for the veterans that travel back with us each summer. I have attached what I wrote for the 2002 Journey Back Service. If you would like to post it on your blog you can. If not that is fine also. It is a tribute to all who serve this great country and their relationship with our Father.
Corky and Patty Smith
smithc@ntsb.gov
Gloria,
I have really enjoyed the great work you do and the time and effort that you put into the Ro-Hawk Blog. It is a pity that someone had to take advantage of the system and destroy the ability of others to communicate due to their unnecessary comments.
I was inspired by the article entitled “A Soldier Died Today”. As you know Patty and I have been going back to Vietnam since 1989. I had the privilege to serve this country as a Ranger on the ground and as an Army Aviator. Vietnam was not very popular, but many men and women answered the call and served this country well. They were our peers who came from the Randolph Ro-Hawks and Schertz Cibolo High. “Our Cause Was A Just Cause” We carried out our school spirit, and the banner of our country to help free another country from communist aggression. It was not a question if it was right or wrong. We answered the call. Some of our brothers, sisters, fathers, aunts, and uncles, did not come home, and their sacrifice was not in vain just as the men and women who serve our country today here and abroad.
Patty and I often conduct the communion service for the veterans that travel back with us each summer. I have attached what I wrote for the 2002 Journey Back Service. If you would like to post it on your blog you can. If not that is fine also. It is a tribute to all who serve this great country and their relationship with our Father.
Corky and Patty Smith
smithc@ntsb.gov
Journey Back, 2002
It has been said that real soldiers stand together.
It is with this truth in mind that I write you this letter.
The life of a soldier is one that few understand. That life will change you.
You learn that life, as a soldier is one that brings about a unique family.
A family that does everything together.
You survived boot camp together. You go to chow together. You laugh and sing and drink... together.
In the quiet moments, you speak of home and of those you
Love...together.
On the battlefield where death and destruction are ever present; you protect one
Another; you bleed for one another; and you weep for one another... and in time you come to love one another as brothers.
As a soldier you live by a different standard. You live by different words.
Words such as "Siemper Fi" Always faithful. The Para-rescue units live by the
Words "That others May Live". Honor and Duty.
The Rangers have a code. "Complete the mission, though I be the lone survivor" and never leave a
fallen comrade to fall into the hands of the enemy."
I wanted you to know that I have been your sacrifice.
When you were standing the night watch, I was with you.
When you were pinned down by the enemy; I was there;
When your strength was giving out, and your courage almost gone;
I was with you...when you were afraid... I was with you...
I am with you still...
You see, I know what it is like to take the night watch and stand-alone...
I know what it is like to miss home...
I know what it is like to be afraid to die... and to weep in the darkness
I know the heart that it takes to rise above the fray for a cause that is greater than
Your own life...
I know what it is like to climb a hill under impossible odds, to be
wounded, to suffer and die... I know.
"There is no greater love than this; that a man lay down his life for his friends."
I wanted you to know that there is a day that is coming soon. A day
when we will all gather together.
We will raise the cup of Freedom and Peace together.
We will laugh and sing... tell our stories and we will heal... together... this I promise
From one soldier to another... We will stand... and we will be Free ... and we will be...
Home... Together.
Together in Arms
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
GLORIA CAMPBELL GALLAGHER '65
October 2, 2010
Danny and I went on a motorcycle ride up to Dripping Springs to visit Janet Francis Murillo ('64) and her husband Ray. We enjoyed a Mexican breakfast in Johnson City and then we were on our way back home to New Braunfels. I took the close up pictures with my cell phone - I guess not the safest thing....
Danny and I went on a motorcycle ride up to Dripping Springs to visit Janet Francis Murillo ('64) and her husband Ray. We enjoyed a Mexican breakfast in Johnson City and then we were on our way back home to New Braunfels. I took the close up pictures with my cell phone - I guess not the safest thing....

Hippie Go Senile Art Work by John & Paul Hines
John Hines ('64) and his brother, Paul worked on this all day yesterday. Paul is going to place it on his property which is near Universal City, TX - I wanted it for my yard but the HOA rejected it.
The art part was Paul's creation. He put together those 6 sides of some cable reels together to form that sphere, which is 11 foot tall. They each had 6 spokes. It was unique, but Peggy (Paul's wife) said that wasn't going to be in her back yard. the peace symbols was what he could come up with, with what he had to work with. We had to cut out the middle hub and cut/weld the connecting pieces to make the peace symbol. It was a good day. Not finished. More welding to do. Then prime it an paint it, all white, as we speak He is going to set it upon a 10 or 12 foot pole on his new piece of property. Might try to get Willie to have a concert out there.
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