Stephen Ray Puckett

Scenes from the past

Susan Carle (Crowley-Wasson)

Doyles and Barbcue Inn still look the same. Enjoy Doyles now as it is closing the end of the year to make way for affordable housing. 

Joanna Hinton (Garrett)

Dorothy Fowler (Montgomery)

Happy Belated Birthday.  We were very lucky to have such wonderful memories of growing up. Things keep changing.

Dorothy Fowler (Montgomery)

Happy Belated Birthday.  We were very lucky to have such wonderful memories of growing up. Things keep changing.

Dorothy Fowler (Montgomery)

Happy Belated Birthday.  We were very lucky to have such wonderful memories of growing up. Things keep changing.

Hilda Carol Smith (Godell)

Linda Marmion (Linder)

Stephen, your pictures provide wonderful memories. Growing up in Garden Oaks was the best!  I feel like I’m turning into my father when I tell my grandkids about going to the Garden Oaks Fun Club on Saturday morning for $.25,  I remember the Barbecue Inn before it was brick. It was a dark green color.  Does anyone have a picture of Plantation Oaks?  It disappeared shortly after elementary school. They had the best French fries ever!

Tom Britton

BBQ Inn before brick...I remember their juke box and the sawdust floors. They still have some of the best Chicken-Fried Steak and fried shrimp around. Not to mention their yummy pies.

Susan (Suzi) Smith (McMillian)

So glad someone else remembers Plantation Oaks (on Shepherd across the street from and just north of St. Matthews UMC).  Just imagining driving into that shell circular driveway between those whitewashed tree trunks  makes my mouth water.  I believe those wonderful French fries were lightly battered (like onion rings), something I have never seen anywhere else.  Yum! 

Jennie Anderson (Dylan)

Leah Favela, one of our classmates, who still celebrates with us, class of ‘65, is asking for prayers and thoughts as she faces surgery for lung cancer on 9/23/2019 at St. Luke’s Hospital.  

Linda Marmion (Linder)

Thank you for letting us know; my prayers will certainly be with her. Please keep us informed. 

Dorothy Fowler (Montgomery)

Praying for Leah’s successful surgery and quit recovery.

Roger Felton

St. Luke's is one of the best so Leah, you are in the best hands on earth.  And with all of your classmates who love you and are praying for you now, you are in the best hands in Heaven, too.  Relax and worry not.

Stephen Ray Puckett

Pat Bissonet and I recently had fun tracking down the words to the school song of Oak Forest Elementary, written by the school secretary:

We’re from Oak Forest the best school of all.

We’ve got the pep even though we are small.

We love to sing so the whole world can hear,

our song of praise for the school we love so dear.

From kindergarten on up through each grade,

we’re mighty proud of the record we made.

So here’s to Oak Forest where we learn each day,

to be better boys and girls in every way!

-Hattie Belle Pugh

By the way, here is the one for Stevens:

Roger Felton

There were quite a few of us who went to Cooley Elementary.  Named after the Cooley doctor dynasty, I believe.  The limestone monstrosity was built as a prototype for the Alamo before the floorplan got changed.  Couldn't find the school song but, as Stephen always says when you get stumped, "Before you kick the bucket, be sure to ask Puckett", lol.  But, I think I remember some snippets of the song....

"Hail to Cooley, Hail to Cooley, better every day

If we ever get electricy, to class we'll find our way

It's dark and gloomy, damp and always creaky

Toilets don't flush and the roof is always leaky

Our teachers are great, though sometimes an ogre

But we love the days when they show up sober"

That's all I can recall but, hey, that was over 65 years ago!  

Joyce Barta (Bayersdorfer)

I went to Cooley and don't remember that song. :)

Sandy Spears (Koslosky-Siddall)

I agree with Joyce - and I was in the choir. But then again you guys always remember more than I do. I only enjoyed Cooley for 6th grade.  My brother, Dusty, would have attended for 2 years, so he might remember. My father attended there and they lived across the street, if I remember his stories correctly. Dusty had a teacher that daddy had! 

See you guys on the 17th. :-)

Roger Felton

Oooops!   I can see I should have added a comment that that Cooley song was something I made up even though it fit that "old dungeon" of a school.  Ya'll excuse, just me losing my mind.  I tend to do that soon after a Sept.flood, LOL.

It was sad to hear old Cooley burned down.  Lotsa memories there.

Anita Marbury (Marbury)

Hey out there!

I'm hoping to see you on Thursday at the  October get together.

I flew down from Colorado  to see you.

Where are the Houston an area kids?

I am so sorry to miss you on this trip. 
 

Always, 

Sweetie
 

Donald Hampton-Jones

Hi Sweeetie, Not making the Ram Jam but am trying to get out to gaathering at Suzi (Jones's) Cant spell hubbies name for the get together there.  Hope to see you there.  Give me a call when you have a chance.  Don

Susan (Suzi) Smith (McMillian)

Ah, Don, Suzi Smith McMillian (not Jones, although that would be a compliment, she looks fab). Hope you can make it down to the bayou tomorrow  (again),  The weather looks great.  Anyone else is welcome too,  We love a crowd.  Just message me if anyone else is interested and I will send you details. 

Jeanne Spencer (Adams)

Is anyone in the Houston are interested in a unique part time position working for World Pet Travel?  My husband has been working here with them for a few months and loves it.  It is an international company but the owner lives in Rockwall.  If you would like any further information, please let me know.  -Jeanne Adams 

Dorothy Fowler (Montgomery)

Jeanne Spencer, I have a friend interested in a part time position, Please send me the information on the Pet Travel Company. My e-mail is dfmontgo@hotmail.com.

Stephen Ray Puckett

Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving.   Here we are that day, surrounded by a couple of dozen relatives and friends.  We are in the mountains of Southwest VA, a few miles south of our house, in a public museum/picnic area maintained by our family.  I'm in the green buffalo plaid jacket, eating a bowl of wonderful pozole, and Lil is to my right in the image in her purple jacket.  It was a might bit cool that day, about 50 F, so we hung up some tarps to block the breezes.  We also had a big campfire on which we roasted oysters and shrimp.  I like the shrimp but never cared much for oysters on the half shell,   Folks brought tons of food so we ate, Visited, ate, etc.  

I was stuffed but contented!