In Celebration of MHS Class of 1958

In Celebration of MHS Class of 1958

A Tribute and Celebration

We were the class of 1958, members of the Greatest Generation as well as children of the Greatest Generation. Born in 1940, we are also called members of the Traditional Generation.

Our childhood, post World War II, "was the best of times . . . it was the age of wisdom . . . it was the epoch of belief . . .it was the season of Light . . . it was the spring of hope . . . we had everything before us . . .we were all going direct to Heaven . . . ." (A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens.) At least, that's the way I felt about it. We were truly blessed.

- Ouida Tomlinson -

This blog is a place for 1958 graduates of Meridian, Mississippi, High School to stay in touch, post their news, items of interest and photographs.

CLASS OF 1958 MEMORIES (Click to read all posts relating to sports, honors, graduation and other memories of our class in 1957-58.)

FACEBOOK PAGE FOR CLASS OF 1958
https://www.facebook.com/groups/MHS58/

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Thursday, September 11, 2008

ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS - BY NATALIE COLE

Here is the link to "Snow on the Sahara." This song really moves me, I suppose because it reminds me so much of my parents' long, loving relationship. They married in 1936 at ages 36 (Mama) and 30 (Daddy), and were married 62 years until Mama died at age 98. Daddy died 2 years later at 94. I watched them loving each other literally until their last breaths. They always had an attitude of youth. Mother finally at 98 one day asked, "Hughpie (her euphenism for Hugh), when did we get old?"

Click on the link below:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1GWAja8sBAw

3 comments:

David N. James said...

Nice music, but MA, what I enjoy much more is your brief, tender paean to your folks. What warm remembrances you have of them.

Little Scribe said...

Thank you for sharing about your mom and dad. What a very special memory for you.

Mary Jane (Kelly) Heisterkamp said...

Sweet song and wonderful memories of your parents. They may have been old in years, but they were still young at heart. You were fortunate to have had them so long.