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Here is my $0.02 . . . I knew of a "Chuck" Gregory back in NY state. He probably would be around 60, or thereabouts. The last time I saw him would likely have been at a NY limb meeting in 1980, or maybe a couple years later. He was from downstate - from where I was. I used to see him at different meetings in the late 70s, from limb functions to, I think, the Constitutional Political Alliance group. As I remember, he was of medium height - maybe 5'6'', stocky but not overweight. Several few years ago, I saw his name mentioned on some web site, from which which I inferred that he was still involved in twi. Can't recall the web site. Per

"Loshunta, shala ka sheeta"

(from "Fiddler on the Roof") "Tradition, Tradition, . . . . Tradition"

Shaggin!! My wife and I have "shagged" in Myrtle Beach, and more often in North Myrtle Beach (Fat Harolds, Ducks 2, Boulevard Grill, etc.). We've also enjoyed SOS week -- a week long shag party time in North Myrtle Beach occuring twice a year (Spring Safari, and Fall Migration). SOS week ends with a parade down Main street and parts of Ocean Blvd. in North Myrtle Beach. Oh, yeah, SOS stands for Society of Stranders. Quite the party group! Shagging, or more accurately, the Carolina Shag, has, as George mentioned, been described as a slowed down version of the Jitterbug. It's also one of the Swing dance variants. It is built around a 'basic' step, that you build off with more intricate steps/moves. It is a pretty dance to watch, esp. if the dancers are very smooth in their transitions from one move to the next. Per our local shag club - www.nvshag.org

Just had to put my own $0.02 in to this mix. My recollections of what TWI taught was that SIT was the evidence you were saved, not the prerequisite, or the "way to get saved." IMHO, I was most likely "saved" long before I even heard of SIT. :) per

Ala!!! Happy Happy Birthday to you!! All the best! Per

75-94 First twig in 75 First class 77 WOW 80, 84 Couple ACs Assorted classes, seminars, and pep-rally's Out in 94

Hope your day is fun filled!! Have a happy happy one!! Per

--------------------- Ah, OK. Thanks Belle!! :) Per :)

I remember Todd Cencich. I was a fellow WOW with him in 1984-85 in Charlottesville, Virginia. He was in a different WOW family than mine. There were three WOW families with 11 altogether (one WOW was dismissed from the field). At the time, I'd guess he would have been in his very early 20s. The last time I saw Todd was the last day of an ROA in the early '90s - in tent city. I was riding a people mover (this one was a hay wagon) along the back side of tent city and he was either pushing a baby carriage, or carrying the wee one in a carrier on his back (not sure now which it was, but definately had a child with him). If it was his child, than that little one would now be 12, or at most, 13 years old. When we saw each other, we both grinned, gave each other a firm handshake, saying "see at the Rock next time!!" Never saw him again, as my last ROA was '94. As I recall, Todd was from Detroit (or environs), very much an extravert, seemed very genuine, and seemed fearless. Per

Tonto - i PM'd you about this.

"heh heh heh" -- yeah, that is funny Lifty!! Majority of my ROA memories are great. I'll second (or third!) what Rascal said - the ROA was for me a great time to re-connect with folks i hadn't seen in a year or years, and meet others as well. It was certainly great fun to see someone get "attacked" - or get "attacked" yourself - when recognized from afar by someone who would come running for a bear hug greeting. I had my share of camping after a couple years of sharing space in my bro's van. I was in a tent for about 15 or so Rocks, followed by a couple years in a "pop out" camper - not a "pop up" camper - but a european gizmo that folded out in three directions - and rigged for electric and water. This camper was an odd-ball unit with gobs of space. And it all condensed into a small trailer. The difficult part was finding a location for the unit - there were only a few spaces in each row that accomodated. (I should say difficult for the camping people - the onus was on them to find me a spot.) And ah, the music - either on stage or in tent city - tho i recall some folks (in the camping area) getting "reproved" for playing old stuff - like old JN. And i can recall Ambassador One doing fly overs at low altitude - came sneaking in hidden to most by the big top, and suddenly zooming overhead. I recall in later years fly-overs at higher altitude - i guess FAA put their foot down. Oh well, the memories . . . . Per

Nice Song, Ala thanks for sharing it! Per

Hmmmm. I tried using the original url u provided ( www.bluzecentral.net/~gisele/track2.mp3) As in: Click here Yeah, as Chatty suggests, please double check the file is named as such, and the server is working. If there is an updated name, let me know. The other file u posted and then edited, or whatever (it disappeared about 10 minutes ago) - that link wanted me to download a file, which I was hesitant to do - by the way, it is very good to see u 2!!! U 2, Chatty!! Per

hmmmmm, let's see if I can do this: Click here Per

Ala, It almost worked!! I got the media player to appear, but then it barfed . . . Actually, i had to adjust the link to : http://www.bluzecentral.net/~gisele/track2.mp3 -- there was an extra "e" in the url. Per

So sorry, Sam, I don't know Jack . . . .

I don't know Joe Sarcino. I even tried googling the name and came up nil . . . . however, google suggested "Saracino." There are two Joe Saracino's listed under switchboard.com - one in Ohio and another in Florida. Per

JA47646 - i read your post and suddenly remembered that I knew a guy when I was in NY state who went wow to Mississippi - and I think it was Clarksdale in the early '80s (may have been 1980 - the same year I went wow to arizona). He returned to NY after the WOW year & shared a house with a couple of other believers - all of them wow-vets. This guy died suddenly in a home accident around 1982 or '83. I remember him saying that Clarksdale, MS was not a very pleasant place to be, but he treasured his WOW family. He was a really nice pure-hearted guy, an unfortunate loss. That was so long ago . . . per

Good point HAP. Sounds like the guy you mention is very committed and loves what he does and knows what he's doing. That certainly should connect with the players - such that they'll listen with respect, especially when they do what he says and it works. That's what, IMO, is what is important - that the players respect the coach so they are willing to listen and learn, and the coach also loves to teach them.

I've been involved with kid sports teams for only three years - working with teams my own children played on. Thankfully, I've had very good experiences and the parents and most fellow coaches. My kids started in a local police youth league playing T-ball - did that for 4 seasons, two seasons I was head coach. Now, I coach my daughters softball team, and assist on my son's "single A" little league team. Again, parents on both those teams are very helpful. I have seen some of what I'd call bad behavoir on the part of coaches - such as a play just last week. I was coaching first base and the baserunner took off at the crack of the bat, and even though the ball was caught, he didn't listen to me telling him to get back to first. I yelled to the boy twice and then left it at that - would discuss the matter with him between innings. That's not my point though - what is, is the other team's asst coach was out in the outfield one came running in literally screaming several times at his players to THROW the ball back to first - and then coming up to the first baseman and yelling at him to "touch the base, TOUCH THE BASE!!!" It was quite a scene and, I'm not exaggerating when I said this guy was screaming. (Folks that know me, know I tend to minimize and not exaggerate situations like this.) My point is that some coaches tend to be more excited than the players - which is fine up to a point. They just have to be a little sensible, and not expect the players to act like experts out there - it's a teaching experience. I think I have more fun working with the team, than the players themselves sometimes have. I just love it when the kids make a good play, or attempt to anyway. I do get "tough" on my players at times, making sure they throw the ball properly and catch the ball properly. But you MUST treat your players with respect and it's also good to congratulate the opposing team players for making a good play. Before I completely derail my own post, I think parents and coaches need to act like real people - treat players like real people, and not expect perfection - but applaud them big time when they do good things, and when they give a good effort. One thing I also appreciate is coaches that can do physically what they tell the players to do, and not just are all mouth. :) Per

I remember Rob and Denise -- he was a really nice guy and she was a real 'gem.' I was one of of Rob's wow brothers in '80-'81. Last time I saw them would probably have been in 1994. per

Dam*, i must have been asleep when I read that book, or just dreamed that i read it - because i thought it was about a guy who overcame blindness. . . .

I think I met Bob-Ed once - back in about '78 or '79 during the Rock, at his farm. My tc, who also was a farmer, another believer, and I went to his place - which was in-sight of grounds. My tc wanted to drop by and just chat, which we did in the barn-yard. I think my tc had met him previously, either at a WIB conference, or a Rock gathering for farmers. I remember he had this drilling rig off to the side of the barn-yard. That's about all i remember, other than he appeared to be a laid back fellow, kind of soft-spoken.

GREAT Sudo. Might i be so bold as to suggest adding something along the lines of the following: Remind him that if he doesn't bring said daughter back early and comply with all other requirements, inform him that he'll suddenly begin to resemble Dustin Hoffman and you'll be forced to ask him "is it safe?"