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Written by Randy ANDREW
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Sunday, 30 August 2009 |
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On this, the 40th year anniversary of Woodstock...
for those of you who missed Steph's article when it appeared in the Terre Haute Tribune-Star on August 11th.
We were stardust, we were golden, we were very, very wet 
The Tribune-Star
Forty years ago,
I was trying really, really hard to get the hell out of Woodstock, N.Y.
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Written by Jane BUCHHOLZ
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Sunday, 30 August 2009 |
"Memories on the Porch"
Friday Night Football
By, Jane Gallagher
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Jane (Buchholz) Gallagher and her husband Larry were high school sweethearts at GHS, class of 67. They married after graduation and have lived in Crawfordsville, Indiana for many years. They raised one son who is now married and living near them. Larry works for the “Paper of Montgomery County” and Jane is a retired school teacher. Jane also wrote a weekly article for the same newspaper which ran for several years.
She now shares with us her stories of growing up in Inidana. 
Larry and Jane
Ahh… the crisp autumn air, the bright lights, the sound of snare drums and cowbells, the smell of peanuts and popcorn mixed into the odor of cigar smoke wafting through the air could only mean one thing. Friday night football at the stadium! All it takes is for any one of those occurrences to bombard my senses, and I am traveling back to the Friday night excursions my sisters and I made with our dad to the football games. My dad and my granddad usually made a weekly trip to the Memorial Stadium in Terre Haute to watch the local football games. Even though we were small, it didn’t take us long to realize that the stadium was an exciting place to be. Sometimes only one of us would go, or if my mom had had a trying week with having her four young ones under foot, all three girls would go. Little brother stayed home with Mom. By that time, my older sister was ready to meet her friends at the games and Dad would only have one or two of us to watch. After parking the car, we’d crunch across the dried leaves on the stadium golf course to get to the entrance. The three city schools played their football in the stadium; a horseshoe shaped concrete structure that was built as a memorial to veterans of the wars. It its early years it was the home of the Terre Haute Phillies, a farm club of the Philadelphia Phillies. Baseball sectionals and even an American Legion World Series featuring Terry Dischinger were played there. But on Friday nights in the fall it belonged to the fans and players of the high school football teams. The biggest rivalry games were played on Veteran’s Day when the Gerstmeyer Black Cats took on the Garfield Purple Eagles, and on Thanksgiving when the Purple Eagles played the Wiley Red Streaks. As the times changed, those games were relegated to the regular Friday night schedule.
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Written by Randy ANDREW
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Wednesday, 26 August 2009 |
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Even in tough times, two words ring true: 'Bon appetit!'
From the TERRE HAUTE Tribune-Star: After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one’s relatives.
— Oscar Wilde
These days, I know there are many more “important” things to discuss than Nora Ephron’s new film, “Julie & Julia.” More important things than Julia Child herself, or than the difference between cooking as a task and cooking as an art. To read Steph's review... Click on Read more>>>
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