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Friday, April 17, 2015
  • Local man has a heart of gold
    Saw this man at the library the other day. He had brought his darling granddaughter to story/craft time. It was cute to see her come bounding over with the biggest smile on her face to show gpa' the dream catcher, peek-a-boo-chick and purse she had just made. He was so gentle, ooohing, aaahing and commenting about her wonderful work. Well, our everyday conversation quickly turned into Claude Johnson graciously allowing me an interview for this week's ATC.

    Growing up in Delphi, Indiana, he wasn't in much during high school as his father passed away when Claude was just 12. He and his two brothers all worked, Claude in a grocery store for five years, being one of the grocer's longest-running employees. Claude worked up to meat cutter. At age 16, he joined the Army National Guard, then the Navy at age 17, going to Great Lakes for training. He had a cousin in Chicago and asked if there might be dates for Claude and his buddy. Cousin came through and the six went downtown Chicago walking around. This date cultivated into a marriage (December 10, 1960) that lasted 54 years. Sadly, he just lost his sweet wife, Linda (Beaumont) at the end of February.

  • This week's couple was so much fun. Jim and I enjoyed every second of our visit at their beautiful home. So, let's meet these two. It was during the sectional tourney. He had come to Crawfordsville with some friends, stopping at Dreyer's Drug Store. His eyes roamed to a cute little gal whom he thought looked 15. When he discovered she had finished school, he asked her out. That was it. Since then, they've had a wonderful life, four children, two grandchildren, traveled many places, enjoyed their friends and religion. With all four of us dressed in green (March 17th), it's appropriate that this week's guests are Dave and Margy McCafferty.

    It's obvious that McCafferty is Irish but there was a whole wall of Irish folks of Margy's as well, the Clancys, Brennans, and others. I loved that wall. A huge Irish map brought attention to the memorial area along with pictures of their Irish ancestors, and them kissing the Blarney stone during their 50th anniversary trip.

    Dave worked at R.R. Donnelleys for 45 years, in the composing room production and then bindery production. The last 12 years he worked days, the rest of the time was spent on the famous Donnelley swing shift. "It was a fun place to work," Dave said.

  • This might be my coolest love story ever
    Although this week's guests have lived in the Crawfordsville area for quite some time, a great deal of their years was spent in my hometown of Waveland where he was active on the town board, fire department and about everything else. Both are WHS graduates, him, 1947 and her in 1948. His most memorable time was his junior year playing basketball with Lowell Harbison, Charlie Arvin, Kenny Mitchell and the Starnes boys. "It was simply so much fun, and we only lost three games!" Two of those he had to admit were to Alamo because of their great player, George Gillis, "Who, had he played all of us, he could have won!" That's hard to believe when Charlie and Bob Gooding went on to ISU, where they played for the famed John Wooden. 
  • Three decades later, still high school sweethearts
    This week's duo were high school sweeties and are still very much in love with a 34th anniversary coming-up soon. As our fella' says, "she was a flag flipper and I a trumpet geek." Pat Sowers was also in FHA, a class officer and worked during her high school years. Duane Moser was in FFA and although active in several sports through grade school, he only stuck with tennis and never felt deprived from it. He kept active with band, and working on the family farm. Their high school highlight was that they were in the top 16 bands at the Indiana State Fair.

    After graduating high school, Duane studied music at Ozark Christian College and was a member of their Impact Brass group. "Some sang, some sang and played, I just played!" The group toured all over the nation. Missing Pat, Duane joined her the next year at Purdue. When Pat received her bachelor's degree, she spent the next dozen years as a social worker and Mom to their beautiful daughter, Megan. 
  • This week's 83-year-old gal is a bombshell! You'd have to stretch your imagination to remotely believe she's that age because she looks, acts and thinks like she's 30 years younger. Full of energy, she works like she's 50, even still canning a lot of her own food, although she admits the canner seems to be getting heavier and heavier each year. Her home is immaculate; she's the same and as cute as can be!

    I've known Rosemary Hatke for decades from St. Bernard's Catholic Church. We've both been members about 60 years although she's a devout goer while I've sadly fallen by the wayside. In fact, it was through churches where we both met our husbands. She and Stan got together through a CYO class as did Jim and I. Their marriage lasted six decades, Stan passing away in July 2001 after they had celebrated their 60th that January. Jim and I passed 47 years this January. Church seems to be a great place to meet a spouse!

  • World travelers plant in Linden
    He's an only child, whereas she's second oldest of eight. She ranked high in her graduating high school class; he was in the bottom 10 percent. A world traveler; she'd hardly been out of Indiana. No reaction when he drinks coffee; she smells it and bounces off the walls. Partially raised by his Methodist minister grandfather; she was reared in a devout Catholic home. Our couple this week did have something in common, the same insurance agent, Barry Bruce (Mitchell Agency) in Linden.

    It was Barry who hounded Tom Utley to ask Marty Klinker out. A confirmed 44-year-old bachelor, he finally consented to meeting her at Bruce's home. Barry was also working on Marty, a single mom, with the excuse to come meet Barry's wife. That evening didn't go over with finesse, but Marty decided to invite Tom to her Christmas party at Subaru. He was impressed with her beauty, all dressed-up coming out to the car. Yikes! There went a huge opossum headed into her open garage where she had pet 
  • Although I had heard of this gal, and even talked to her briefly now and again, I didn't get to know her until I taught last semester at CHS. A super interesting, fun person, I knew right away I wanted to interview her. Thank goodness, she consented.

    Tami Kay Rohn was born in Lebanon, grew-up in Raccoon, and graduated from CHS. Her family consisted of parents, Bob and Roxie Rohn and four sisters. Bob was a farmer and before you say it's sad he had no sons, don't, because Tami worked as hard as any man could. Literally, she loved the farm. After her father passed away when she was 15, and on her mother's birthday in a farm accident, she in fact, was even hired as a farm hand on her then boyfriend's parents' farm. For sure, Tami could drive a truck with the best of 'em!

  • It's extremely easy to tell you when I first became acquainted with the subject of this week's article, because I was his baby sitter. What an energetic, well-behaved, knowledge-hungry young one. He's not changed one iota. His energy abounds! A courteous, reliable intelligent man, he still desires learning. In other words, Greg Hunt, principal at Crawfordsville High School, is one fab fellow I admire immensely.

    Greg grew-up in Waveland with parents, Cecil and Juanita, plus brothers, Doug and Phil. During junior high, he swam and played basketball. By high school, "band consumed all my time." Regular band activities, along with solo and ensembles, state fair and other competitions, left little time for other activities. Greg was drum major during marching band and played timpani in concert. Of course, his high school years weren't all study and music his last two years were also involved in admiring his next door locker buddy, Brenda Hulse. One item about Greg is that he's persistent. It paid off in the girl department. After asking Brenda out several times (he was always a day late), she finally said yes on Oct. 
  • Was this week's guest really born? Obviously, she thought so, yet when she needed her birth certificate, it didn't exist! Never recorded! Luckily, her mother had kept the Thorntown News with the little bleep about her birth. Thus, she's the proud owner of a birth affidavit, and I'm here to attest that Bette Rice Vaught is alive, well and sweet as can be!

    Bette was named after four grandmothers and is the daughter of George and Ethel Fisher Rice. She grew-up in Thorntown with several cousins and many friends, but at age 12, her family moved to the east side of Indianapolis where she walked by herself at night in places not safe to go in the daytime now. Bus, trolley, and the street car were other forms of transportation Bette used. The bus I could handle, but me, being one who has rarely gone to a big city needed a lesson on transferring and Bette 
  • Local couple says 'We'll do it!'
    Shhhh! Don't think you should tell the Pizza Hut folks I met this week's guests there or PH may start charging me office space. Although I've known this couple in a casual way for many years, I've not sat down to blab much with them, so Jim and I greatly enjoyed doing just that.

    David Keith Smith grew-up in the Whitesville area on a dairy farm. When he was starting junior high, Whitesville School was closed and the family moved to a large chicken farm with around 2,500 fowl and he went to Crawfordsville schools. From a class of 13 in a four-room school to one of over 150 per grade and a place with many rooms, he said he had a cultural shock. I asked David if people called him Dave as I've always known him as David. He told me he answers to about anything: Dave, David, David Keith and even Keithie to a few folks. I'm stickin' with David.

    Now, when I do think of David, along with that name, it's just a natural to have Georgetta with it. She was named for her father, George Baker. She went her first six years to Judson's one-room school, then Marshall and owns the pleasure of being in Turkey Run's first graduating class. While in school, she was involved in basketball, softball, majorettes and cheerleading. Fifty-four graduated with Georgetta, sadly with 15 already gone.

    The Smiths met at her brother's wedding and when I asked if it was one of those "Love at first sight things," she grinned, saying, "Oh, probably!" After TR, Georgetta went to Terre Haute Commercial College where her instructor was the same as her father had had. At the time she met David, she was working at R.R. Donnelley's from where David eventually retired after 40 years. Dave began as a material handler, later building maintenance and finally ended-up as By-Products Manager in charge of about 20 people. He took care of anything from left-over ink to used equipment and noted, "I really enjoyed it!" Georgetta retired from working in the book rental area at Southmont. 

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