Saturday, January 19, 2019

Saturday 9: 65 Love Affair

Our '65 Love Affair

We had our own "65 Love Affair" that started on February 6, 1965.

We made it a permanent love affair on September 4, 1965.

Fifty-three years later, our love affair is still going strong.

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65 Love Affair

Saturday 9: '65 Love Affair (1977)

Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.

1) The first line of this song is, "I was a car hop." Car hops used to take orders and bring diners food to eat in their cars. Today, the drive through lane has pretty much replaced car hops. Think about the last time you went to a fast food restaurant. Did you order at the counter or at the drive through window?

We don't eat much fast foods, but on our most recent trip to Dallas we did go to the drive through window at Dillas Quesadillas.  We had never eaten at this place before, but the food was delicious.  Besides, it was pouring down rain, and the drive thru was super convenient.

2) Mr. Davis sings that his girlfriend was "bad with her pom-poms." Presumably she was a cheerleader. Share one of your school's cheers.

I was not a cheerleader or much of a cheer-er for that matter, so the only one I remember is:
"Two, four, six, eight!  Who do we appreciate?  The Panthers (our mascot), The Panthers!"

3) The lyrics tell us he believes that if he could go back in time, his girl would still be his. If you could travel back in time to your high school years, what would you enjoy doing again?

I would enjoy playing sports, spending time with friends, and taking voice lessons.

 What would you do differently?

Be more serious about the things I enjoyed doing.
I wouldn't foul out of every basketball game I played.
I would not leave my sister on the stage to finish our duet as a solo.
I would hope I would realize everything was not always about ME.  (That may be a stretch, because every teenager thinks the world revolves around them, pretty much.)
I would sit at the feet of my wise parents and soak up every word they said; I would be more obedient; I would be the ideal child and sister!
(Just so you know, my parents and sisters would have a big laugh at that last statement.)

4) During his performing days, Paul Davis sported a full beard and flowing hair. We're using that to check your powers of observation and recollection. Think of the last man you spoke to. Who was he? Describe his hair, and tell us whether he was clean shaven.

That would be my husband as he went out the door for the office.  He has very little hair on his head and was very clean shaven.

5) Paul Davis was born in Meridian, MS, and that's where he returned to when he went into semi-retirement in 1982. Meridian's biggest employer is the Naval Air Station in Meridian. Do you know anyone who is currently in, or employed by, the military? 

Yes, our former neighbor who has risen up through the ranks of the Air Force and is currently stationed in Virginia.

As Barksdale Air Force Base is located only a few miles from our house, we know some who are employed there.  You may recall that Air Force One landed here right after 9-11.

6) He was a pool player and a golfer. Which sport are you better at? 

Don't play either of these, nor do I play any sport these days, unless trying to remember why you walked into a room is a sport.

However, I was selected "Best Sport" my freshman year in HS.  Does that count?

7) Sadly, he died in 2008, on the day after his 60th birthday. His best friend remembers him as "a homebody," who enjoyed staying up long into the night with his friends, playing and listening to music. Describe your perfect way to spend an evening.

Our normal night is spent eating an early dinner together in our office/den while watching recorded TV shows or a movie.
That's about as perfect as either of us care to get these days.

8) The publishing rights to "'65 Love Affair," as well as Paul Davis' bigger hits ("Cool Night" and "I Go Crazy"), are owned by another Paul -- Paul McCartney. Sir Paul's MPL Publishing Company has made him a very rich man, and Paul says that's because he chose to invest in music, something he loves. What about you? If you were to invest in a business or industry you love, which would you choose?

AMZN was up 0.21% to $1,687.31 a share yesterday...

9) Random question --You're at a party and one of your host's best friends is a real egghead who tries to draw you into a conversation about paradigmatic counter existentialism. Would you: a) just listen politely while letting your mind wander; b) admit you don't know what the hell he's talking about; c) explain why you personally feel that the counter existential paradigm just adds unnecessary complexity to the individual's search for meaning?

I would listen politely for a few seconds minutes then find a reason to walk off.  Honestly, I don't even know anyone who could talk about that in the first place.

Friday, January 18, 2019


Twenty five years ago today we lost our dad due to complications following surgery.

It was sudden, unexpected and an earth shattering event for our family.

Who was this man who's death would leave such a chasm for family and friends?

He was a strong man, a tall man with large hands; he loved the outdoors and seeing things grow;  he loved building things with his own hands; he had the most amazing deep-set blue eyes; he was a friend, counselor, encourager, and pastor to many.

He was forever a student who read ferociously and retained most of what he read. 

He was serious and somewhat of an introverted man who preferred being alone rather than in large groups although he never met a stranger.

He had a great sense of humor and loved to laugh.

To me and my sisters he was Daddy.

To our mother he was Porter.

He was Poppa to his seven grandchildren.

To his brother he was Dick and to his children, Uncle Dick.

To many he was Preacher.

He was Bro. Lazenby to those who either didn't know him very well or used it out of respect.

But who was this beloved man really?

"He was a complex man and highly intelligent who thought deeply about life.  The world he left behind is a much better place for his having been there."

After his death, my youngest sister, Sarah complied a book of collected memories about what Daddy meant to people who had known him, from all walks of life.

These are bits and pieces from that book.

Three of his grandsons wrote the following:
"William Porter Lazenby, my Poppa, was the greatest, smartest, and most generous man I have ever known.  He was everything good rolled up into one great man.  I have many fond memories of him."  (Doug)
 "Poppa was one of my best friends.  When we spent time together, the world stopped for a moment to see the joy this wonderful man brought into my life.  I love him with all my heart.  He was 100% love."  (Chris)

"Poppa was a great man.  He was always kind to animals and nature.  He never disliked anybody.  He loved to build things.  Poppa was a perfect role model for anybody.  I miss him and love him very much."  (Ben)

My son called him "the wise gentle giant!" 

One of his best friends titled his "memory" this way:
"A Gingerly Generous Giant"

He went on to explain it like this:

"Gingerly?  Yes, he was gentle, cautious, careful and delicate in his dealings with others.  Generous?  Yes, in spiritual things, in material blessings and in spirit.  A Giant?  Certainly he was that in his undying devotion to God, to his family, to his friends and to all mankind.  He was a kind, loving and compassionate person and we're glad that we were counted among his circle of friends."

The following are just simply words that people used to describe him.

"My Pastor"
"My Counselor"
"My Friend"

"The wisest and kindest man I know!"

"He always had words of comfort and encouragement when I needed it."

"Quiet dignity"

"Porter was an encourager.  He saw life in beauty and felt other people should to, so he encouraged us to so live."

"He would always tell me how I had a pretty smile, but to me it was his smile that was pretty.  His eyes would light up when he smiled.  I can still hear him say, "Come sit girl and let's visit."

My own memories of Daddy were summarized in a "Thank You Daddy" letter that I had given him for Father's Day back in 1986.

The final line went like this:

"...for giving to us all the greatest gift one person can give another - an example of God's love."

To us girls he was the best Daddy anyone could have had.  He was the model of Daddy to our friends.  He was the model for the man we hoped to marry one day.  He passed on his great love for people to us.  His love of nature and for animals.  He exhibited unconditional love and acceptance not only to us but to everyone with whom he came in contact.  He showed us Jesus every day of our lives.

Perhaps the most comprehensive and most sincere and inciteful look at who Daddy truly was, was from our Mother.  They had just celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary a month before his death.

Theirs is the most beautiful love story that lasted until Mother's death in 2005.  Yet, it lives on in each of us who knew and loved them and were touched by them.

"Porter, a man!  Gentle, loving, kind patient, unselfish and yet so strong, uncompromising in his convictions, always hopeful. Committed first to God, then to us.  How else could it have been the supreme life?"

"Porter, a teacher!  Not only was he my pastor for 50 years and a teacher in spiritual matters but he taught me many things:  to see beauty and appreciate it in everything around us....very few days passed in those 50 years that he did not bring me a flower or maybe a pretty leaf and would say, 'this says I love you!''

"Porter, ever hopeful!  Hope was a vital quality in Porter's life.  There was always that assurance that God was in control and would supply all we needed.

"Porter, the romantic!  Yes, the lover, the poet, the dreamer.  What a three month courtship that was!  I have kept and will pass on the love letters from that time and it is only as you read them that you will know that part of this man.

"Porter the father and grandfather!  Oh how proud he was of his three girls.  He was interested in every phase of their lives.  He was never too busy to listen or counsel or to encourage.  He saw each son-in-law as the special 'chosen ones'.

"The crowning glory for him were his grandchildren.  Oh how he loved and cherished his 'grands' and sought to develop the character traits he saw in each one.


Yes, what a man, what a Daddy, Grandfather, and friend he was.  I want to believe that he continues to live on through those he left behind.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

Wrapping Up 2018

To begin with, I want to include a couple Dallas pictures.

Our Son-in-law is a UT grad and a huge supporter.  So much so that his home office is always bedecked with the appropriate theme.

Brad and Chandler had a special Christmas date to the Dallas Symphony and I'm thinking they may have stolen the show.

This speaks for itself.

One of the kid's gifts to Michelle.  No, she did not share!

These girls love their big brother and vice versa for sure.

I can only say that it has become a dog's world at this house.

Besides robes and pj's, it was also the year of the shoes.

Are personalities not on display with these shoes?  I'll let you guess who they belong to.

M-E was getting prepared for going off to college in a few months.  Oh YIKES, I'm not ready for that.

There is an open-door policy at this house and I mean that literally.  You never know who is going to open the door and come in.  All the close friends have the garage door code and never have to knock.

On this night all these close-knit guy friends got together for the first time in a year because most are all working in different parts of the country and one even got engaged the night before.  They are such a good bunch of men who love each other dearly.

 Besides playing table games, we had a puzzle marathon.  I think we worked five before I left.  In case you can't tell, this is serious business.

These are only three of the ones we worked and yes, the two on the right were quite a challenge.

We were working while also watching the college bowl games and afterward declared ourselves the winners of the Puzzle Bowl.

New's Year eve, Jackson took McKenna to a ball in Grand Rapids to celebrate their one year of dating.  Actually, it was a group of balls connected and evidently a great way to bring in the New Year safety and warmly.  They are the sweetest couple.

We left on January 2nd, heading back south.  Although we hadn't had any snow other than a light dusting one day, we did go through a bit of a wonderland before leaving Northern Indiana.

We will be flying back up in a few days and there will be no doubt it is winter then.

Thank you for taking this abbreviated wrap-up Christmas trip with me.
Christmas 2018 is now in the books.

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Wednesday Medley: Remember 1973?

Linking up with Terri our
for the Wednesday Medley.

Wednesday, January 16th, is National Do Nothing Day!! National Nothing Day was proposed in 1972 by columnist Harold Pullman Coffin. This day has been observed annually since 1973. Of course, the way to celebrate it is to do nothing! 

1.  To commemorate Do Nothing Day in SOME way, tell us something about your life (or the life of someone close to you) in 1973!! 

This was our family Christmas picture from 1972 posted in the church paper.
Christmas 1973
It looks like '73 might have been a rough year!

In 1973 we lived in the small town of Bastrop, Louisiana.  Our children were aged 4 and 3.  I cut my long hair and did a Dorothy Hamill look-alike for a while.

We had spent four years landscaping our lawn and were reaping the benefits.  Dick was busy with the music ministry of our church and I was teaching preschool music.

As I remember it, life was good with two very active preschoolers, a busy husband, good friends and healthy parents.

There were NO Do Nothing Days back then!

2.  Now that we are thinking back, please tell us what your favorite past time was as a child.

Anything that involved being outside.  My sister and I spent every available minute playing in the nearby woods and pretending.  I spent many an hour riding my Schwinn bike.

3.  What is the best way to cheer you up on a bad day? 

Leave me alone and let me work it out.

4.  How old were you when you first started dating? Do you remember your first date?

Yes, I'm afraid I do. I was sixteen and dated the "Fonzie" of our school.  He was a grade ahead of me and the school rebel.  He was a blonde version and not nearly as cute as the real Fonzie, but he had the reputation.  He wore his hair in a duck tail, wore a leather jacket and white tee shirts with his cigarettes rolled up in the sleeve, (yes, cigarettes at school in 1960), rode a motorcycle and drove a 1958 Chevy Impala.  Mr. Cool for sure!

What in the world did I see in him and why in the world would my protective parents let me date this guy!  Thankfully, my fascination didn't last very long.

Sadly and possibly predictably, his life did not turn out very well.

5.  Today is also National Fig Newton day.  Do you like figs/Fig Newtons?

Yes I do, but rarely eat them.

6.  Tell us something random about your week.

Thankfully, this is a pretty calm week for us.  We do have tickets to see an afternoon movie today (Tuesday) and I'm looking forward to that.

Trusting you have a good rest of your week.  I will wrap up our 2018 Christmas tomorrow.

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Still Wrapping Up Christmas 2018

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve is a special time for all us to be together to prepare the hor d'oeuvre dinner, and eat together around the dining room table before going to the 11 p.m. service at church.

Much of the food served on this night are traditional things Michelle remembers from her childhood and prepares every year.  Others may be a new recipe she has found, or something one of the kids requests.  It is an easy time of everyone pitching in and being together.

I didn't get any pictures of the food this year though unfortunately, so you will just have to trust me that it was beautiful, delicious and just about all gone when we finished.

We all look forward worshiping together at the beautiful candlelight service at Granger Community Church each year.  There were over 11,000 tickets given away for all the services beginning at 2 PM on Christmas Eve, so it is a highlight not only for us but for the community.

Another of our traditions is to swap taking family pictures with some of their good friends afterward.  Our family picture this year contains a new "member."  There is a sweet story about Jackson and McKenna's relationship that I will share one day, but it's enough to say she is one of us.

Dick loved standing by this big tall, handsome grandson for this picture.

When McKenna joined them, Dick felt like the "Da Sandwich."

 After getting back home, we repeated some of the picture taking for posterity purposes.
Another new member this Christmas is little Miss spoiled rotten Skye.  I could do a whole post on just this little doll puppy.

Did I say that picture taking is a fun event on this night?

I wish I could remember what Savannah is saying that Mary-Elizabeth and Jackson have reason to question.

The kids share their gifts with each other on this night and we give our gifts to everyone as well.  It is a sweet time of laughing, and loving on each other.

It was a late night for all of us but such a good day and we knew Santa would not mind our sleeping in the next morning.

This was our Dallas family as they worshiped together on Christmas Eve.  Our hearts were joined as we all celebrated the birth of our King together across the country from each other.

Christmas Morning

It is all about priorities with our bunch.  Skye got her special Starbucks treat and she liked it to the last lick.

Michelle always has everyone's gifts arranged and in their special spot.  This year, Skye even had a stack and she found it immediately.

Among her many toys, and new blanket, was this warm snugly robe.  Can we just say ADORABLE?

In fact, it was the year of the robes.  Everyone got in on the act and it was s snugly morning for all of them.

You will notice that none of us get up early to dress up and apply makeup before seeing what Santa brought.  I sure don't care, do you?

I was given this yummy sweater to go with the cutest pair of plaid pj pants to match all the other gals in the family.  I'm still sorry we didn't get a pic of all of us.

Michelle and I got matching scarves and they are so comfy and warm.

Now, how about some Skye overload!

She is just a wee bit loved!

I will finish up on Thursday with a picture wrap-up of our time in Indiana.
In the meantime come back tomorrow for Wednesday Medley.