THE FINAL
SEPTEMBER 2008 NEWSLETTER
THE
IMPORTANCE OF THE NEWSLETTER
Article written by
Rick Archer
Published Wednesday, September 24
Rick Archer's Note:
Further below is the story of the Saturday property cleanup
at Anahuac and the Monday Funeral story for Gary Schweinle.
However, I would appreciate it if you would read this
article first.
Early in 2008,
SSQQ moved to a different kind of Newsletter system.
Thanks to changes forced upon us by our good friends at
Comcast, my friend Lester Buck suggested we outsource our
email list to a professional email service known as
Aweber.
Unlike the way we had done things for the previous ten
years, Aweber insisted our SSQQ Newsletter
readers sign up themselves. No longer could an SSQQ
registrar or the Online registration system do it for them.
Aweber requires this policy to avoid spam-related problems.
After all, it is impossible to 'spam' someone
who asks to be on the list.
For many people, signing up was a pain in the butt.
Why bother? During the transition, overnight the SSQQ
Newsletter List dropped from 15,000 names to 1,500 names.
Wow!
Fortunately the drop in the subscriber total didn't seem to
affect business. Business has been pretty good all
year long despite the nation's economic headaches we all
know about. Besides, I would rather write for 1500
people who want to read what I have to say than for 15,000
who hit the delete button. Even better, the new system
allows people to unsubscribe if they don't like what I
write. So if people stick around, that's a good thing.
For the most part, the Newsletter continues to be a big hit.
In the nine months we have used the service, I estimate I
have received about 2 "unsubscribes" a month,
mostly from people who have moved out of town.
Since the start back in January, the new SSQQ Aweber Email
List has grown slowly. New subscribers do come along,
but the process has been slow. After all, if you don't
know what you are missing, then it's hard to miss it, right?
Nevertheless, we recently climbed over the two thousand
subscriber mark.
THE SEPTEMBER 2008 TEST - 8 Newsletters in
one month
The major advantage of our Aweber System
is the ability to send out information in a flash.
Previously it literally took DAYS to send out the email
Newsletter. Now the entire process can be done in a
matter of minutes. That is quite an improvement!
The first major test of our Aweber Newsletter System
came when Hurricane Ike approached two weeks ago. It
seems longer than that, doesn't it? Thanks to Ike and
surrounding circumstances, I sent out eight Newsletters in
the space of one month (including a October Newsletter that
will go out on Thursday, September 25).
September Newsletter One went out on August 21
just before we left on our studio cruise (that seems like
years ago!)
September Newsletter Two went out on
Wednesday, September 10. Remembering how Hurricane
Rita curved at the last moment in 2005, I saw absolutely no
reason to cancel classes until Ike made up its mind.
Consequently I sent out a Ladida-style
Newsletter telling people not to worry. Oops! To my
surprise and dismay, Ike decided to continue its beeline for
Houston. I quickly changed my tune!
The following day I sent out September Newsletter
Three saying the studio would be closed on Friday
and Saturday with a 'let's see' attitude for Sunday.
Although the studio was not damaged - thank goodness - we
definitely had no power when I drove by Sunday morning.
Nor did I have power at my house. No point in classes
for Sunday. Apparently power did come back on for
Monday. Someone suggested there might be an advantage
to being located next to a hospital. That hospital has
been a big headache for our parking, but I will take any
break I can get!
Unfortunately my house had no power. Then when the
power did come on, not only was the power 'weird' (lights
constantly dimming, very weak power), but my Internet was
down. In addition, my computer would not even turn on.
Even worse, when I tried to work the phones, smoke came out
of the surge protector! Told you the power was
weird!
So even though we could have held classes on Monday and
Tuesday, I had no way of telling anyone. Finally I
made a trip to my friend Gary Richardson on Tuesday
afternoon to get my Internet and Computer problems solved.
That was too late to get the message out for classes on
Tuesday, but at least we could start back up on Wednesday
last week. September Newsletter Four
went out from Gary's place on Tuesday, September 16,
announcing our reopening.
As most of you know, Hurricane Ike brought us two additional
terrible pieces of news - we lost Mike Friedberg and Gary
Schweinle on Friday, September 12.
September Newsletter Five went out on
Thursday, September 18. I was able to announce a story
about both of these fine men.
In addition, I was able to let people know at the last
moment about Michael's funeral on Friday, September 19.
This time the Aweber System worked wonders - I
was able to let people know in an instant about the funeral
arrangements. This took a burden off my shoulders.
Back when my SSQQ friend Tim Green had his funeral back in
January 2008, the system was too new for me to put out the
message of his funeral arrangements.
But for Michael's funeral, thanks to the last-minute
Newsletter Five, we had a marvelous turnout.
September Newsletter Six came out on Friday,
September 19. In this issue, I was able to write a
same-day Friday story about Michael's funeral that was much
appreciated. Best of all, in this same issue I
was also able to write a story about Jeanne Tobin's efforts
to organize a cleanup on Saturday over at Gary Schweinle's
property. Thanks to our Aweber instant
communication system, we had nearly 80 people show up for
the event despite advertising at practically the
last-minute!
The following day, I sent out September Newsletter
Seven. This issue gave me the chance to send out two
more pieces of vital last-minute information - another
reminder of the Saturday cleanup plus last-minute funeral
arrangements for Gary Schweinle. Thanks to the
communication system, we had 60 to 80 people show up to
clean Gary's property. Then we had 100 people show up
for Gary's funeral on Monday.
What you are reading now is basically September
Newsletter Eight. Tomorrow I will
start working on the October Newsletter.
My point is simple - the SSQQ Newsletter is fast and
powerful. It links 2,000 people together in a flash.
This is the finest communication system the studio has ever
known. And people have gotten the idea - 36 people
have signed up for the Newsletter since last Friday.
Although it is true that most of the news has been about
danger and sadness recently, I would like all of you to look
beneath the troubles and see the potential. We could
organize a trip to the Renaissance in an instant. We
can organize a margarita tour on the San Antonio Riverwalk
in a flash. What if someone hears about a unique dance
event at the last minute? We can organize that too in
a blink.
I do not mind printing messages about events that do not
conflict with studio activities. If the event is
important enough and you give me warning, then sometimes I
can reschedule studio events to avoid the conflict. Or
maybe I can live with a conflict.
This is the message - as you will read in this Newsletter,
it is becoming increasingly obvious that SSQQ has become
something of a "Family". Families need communication.
The Newsletter is the fastest way to reach everyone.
Send me your ideas and I will do my best to pass them on.
Unsubscribing from the SSQQ Newsletter -
I will conclude by saying that not everyone has signed onto
this 'Family'-idea. Here is an example:
-----Original Message-----
From: Donna
Sent: Tuesday, September 23, 2008 1:25 PM
To: SSQQ Newsletter
Subject: AWeber ssqqnewsletter: This Lead Unsubscribed:
xxxxxx@hotmail.com
This lead has unsubscribed by following
the link at the bottom of one
of your AWeber messages, and decided to provide
comments.
Why did I receive this email?
Name:
Email: xxxxxxx@hotmail.com
Signup Date: 12/31/07 08:59 AM Eastern
Comments:
i am not so interested in all the personal goings and
comings of people and the community. i was mostly
interested in the dance lessons, but perhaps i am
perceiving the dance studio improperly.
is it a social club instead of a business?
You know what?
I didn't appreciate that email very much. I decided to
send a reply.
-----Original Message-----
From: SSQQ Newsletter
Sent: Tuesday, September 23, 2008 1:41 PM
To: xxxxxx@hotmail.com
Subject: RE: AWeber ssqqnewsletter: This Lead
Unsubscribed:
Please forgive us for using our newsletter to keep our
community informed of the recent deaths of our friends
and the difficulties imposed on us by the Hurricane.
Fortunately now that you have unsubscribed, you will be
no longer be bothered by any needless emails.
Interestingly,
Donna replied as well.
-----Original Message-----
From: Donna
Sent: Tuesday, September 23, 2008 2:07 PM
To: SSQQ Newsletter
Subject: RE: AWeber ssqqnewsletter: This Lead
Unsubscribed: xxxxx@hotmail.com
hi, I've never even heard of these people.
is there a version of the newsletter that is more about
the 'business' SSQQ and not so much the 'community'?
I'm not so keen on all the personal details of people's
lives and mostly just wanted to keep up with the classes
that are offered etc.
Donna
I didn't see any
point in continuing our correspondence. One of my
absolute favorite books of all time is Autobiography
of a Yogi. In the book there was this passage
- "If a pickpocket were to see a Saint, he would see
nothing but his pockets."
The nice thing
about SSQQ is that the studio can be enjoyed on the
superficial level as well as the deeper level. You can
take a Twostep class and remain blissfully unaware that
something special is going on an invisible plane. On
the other hand, there is a Magic at the studio that anyone
can sense if you pay even the slightest bit of attention.
The story of Gary's Saturday property cleanup and Gary's
Monday Funeral should drive this point home permanently.
Fortunately Donna won't be bothered. She has
unsubscribed. But I bet the rest of you will get the
message loud and clear - SSQQ has a heart and a pulse thanks
to people like you.
Next up is the story about Anahuac on Saturday. The
story of Gary's Funeral comes afterwards.
Thank you for
reading the Newsletter. RA
The Story of the
Saturday Cleanup at
Gary's House Story Written by Rick
Archer
On Saturday,
September 20, 2008, somewhere between 60 and 80 people swung
by Gary's country property in Anahuac to help clean up the
devastation wrought by Hurricane Ike. Even if Gary
hadn't suffered his cruel and surprising accident, I imagine
he could have really used our help... the place was one huge
mess!
There were three problems - the roof had blown off Gary's
house and needed to be repaired. The second problem
were gaps in fences that had been knocked down by falling
trees (the horses were in danger of getting out).
Third, there was general debris everywhere. Gary's
property was huge. It looked large enough to build a
good-sized golf course on. The bad news was that there
were fallen trees everywhere!
I can't be sure just how many people came for the cleanup.
The people divided into two groups - those who worked on the
house repairs and those who worked on the debris. I
was out in the field and couldn't keep track of the house
worker numbers.
In addition, there were people leaving as I arrived.
For example, Bill and Judy Collins got there at 10 am.
I saw them were heading out as I got there at 1:30 pm.
Obviously I had no idea how many people had already come and
gone. Oh well.
Since I was a
field hand, I am unable to detail the glories of the house
crew. I do know that Gary Davis and MG Anseman were
hard at work trying to get the roof repaired as I arrived.
I had brought my carpenter friend Solomon along with me just
in case they needed another man with experience. I
presented Solomon to MG and Gary. Both men regarded
him with curiosity. They had no idea that Solomon was
very talented.
However, once Gary Davis saw Solomon in action, he
was impressed! Gary told me that both he and MG had
been the ones in charge, but they soon gave Solomon the lead
instead. Gary praised Solomon by saying his work saved
them at least three hours. Solomon was able to spot
shortcuts that made a difficult project go much quicker.
Actually I did have a spy in the house. My friend Maureen
Huddleston had joined Conor O'Muirgheasa, Solomon, Sol
Eisenbaum and me for the long ride to Anahuac. Maureen
was in the house all day long. She helped pack dishes,
clean up the mess left by the collapse of the roof and lots
of other projects. On our trip home, Maureen told me
that MG and Gary worked their tails off all day long and
deserved a lot of credit.
One of my few regrets from the day is that I forgot
to take pictures of the house crew. I hope they will
forgive me.
There were many
heroes out in the field as well. We weren't quite sure
of what we were expected to do. Since most of us were
city folk, we immediately made a city-related error.
We thought we were supposed to take the debris to the road
for pickup. I think it was Leslie Goldsmith, raised in
the country no less, who pointed out how silly it was to
load up these trucks with debris and drive them to the road.
Didn't we realize that country people BURN their own debris
on their property?
We all kind of looked at each other for confirmation.
Burn the debris out in the open? Our utter ignorance
on the matter will surely bring a smile to the
country-raised people reading this story. Well, hmm,
Leslie's suggestion did sort of make sense. After all,
there wasn't much chance of a fire getting out of control.
The area of the tree damage was wide-open pasture.
So we switched gears. Instead of loading the trucks
with the fallen tree limbs, we began to build enormous
debris piles instead. Thank goodness we had a country
girl with us!
As the day unfolded, there were new mysteries for us city
folk to witness. For example, several ladies could not
stop talking about the 5-legged horse. Apparently this
fifth leg was a reproductive organ. The women roared
with laughter as the 5-legged horse tried to chase the
female horses around the corral (without much luck I might
add- get that thing outta here!)
I had been told that no one needs sex education courses in
the country. Apparently the 5-legged horse was Exhibit
A in this matter. No need for National
Geographic out here. Country Graphic works just fine.
Then the cry went up, "Close the Gate!" I looked up to
see seven horses stampeding at a full gallop across the
immense property trying to get to an open gate. It
made no sense. What was so interesting on the other
side of the gate? Someone whispered that horses always
try to escape. It is in their nature. They
always want to get away with something they aren't supposed
to do. Horses are natural mischief makers.
Fortunately Leslie Goldsmith heard the cry and was able to
beat the horses to the gate. I didn't know Alph could
move that fast! Very impressive speed.
There were many heroes on the day. For example, there
was a man named Greg who made a huge contribution.
Greg is the boyfriend of former SSQQ Hall Monitor Aisha
Currie. Due to an injury, Greg couldn't work himself,
but he had a good idea. Greg hired three day workers
to help with the cleanup.
Greg sure knew how to pick them! These three young men
were not only skilled with their own chain saws, they fixed
other people's saws that broke, and they carried heavy logs
to the debris piles when they weren't busy sawing.
These three men were simply terrific. We were grateful
for their help.
Another hero of mine was Jim Colby. Jim worked his
chain saw magic practically non-stop the entire afternoon.
He had to be exhausted out of his wits, but since the rest
of us depended on him so much, Jim kept going to the very
limits of his strength. That's a good thing, because
we needed him!
People like me had no skills. The only thing I was
good for was lifting heavy branches and carrying them over
to the debris piles. But trees have a way of staying
relatively intact even after they fall. Thus I was
totally dependent on Jim to cut the limbs into manageable
sections. Using his chain saw, Jim single-handedly
kept an entire army of ssqq limb carriers busy.
Another hero of the day was a man named Sparky. I
believe that Sparky used to work for Gary Schweinle. I
also think they were pretty good friends. Sparky
brought a giant machine known as a "Backhoe". Sparky
was clearly an expert. He used this powerful
tractor-like device to lift the heaviest logs and drop them
onto the pile. Other times Sparky would simply push
the massive tree trunks over to the pile.
The jaws on the backhoe were something to behold. When
they opened up ready to snatch another log, I couldn't help
but imagine the T-Rex from Jurassic Park
bending over to snatch some helpless dinosaur and devour it
whole.
Other times Sparky would do his 360 routine. He would
position the backhoe halfway between the targeted tree and
the debris pile. He would pick up a huge log, spin the
jaws 180 degrees, drop the log on the pile without even
stopping and finish the circle by spinning right back to the
tree for another log pickup. As a city boy, I had
little experience with heavy-duty machinery. I enjoyed
watching Sparky make that backhoe hum!
Although I always felt like I was contributing, quite
frankly Sparky and his monster machine did the heavy lifting
that the rest of us could never have accomplished. For
example, there was a huge tree that fell on the fence.
Without Sparky lifting that tree off the fence, we could
never had repaired the gap. As a result, the horses
could easily have wandered off. Sparky
definitely gets my personal MVP award for the day.
Did we get dirty? You better believe we did.
Sweaty, dirty, smelly, the works. But the hard work
was wonderful therapy for all the grief and frustration we
felt at the loss of our friend. I literally threw
myself into my work as a way to get the ya-yas out. I
was mad at the world for taking my friend and this was a
marvelous way to channel my energy.
Unfortunately I got a little carried away at times. I
got plenty of scratches and bruises. I also took out
some innocent victims like Sylvia Watuski by swinging some
limbs without looking. Fortunately I don't think
Sylvia was hurt too badly, but it was still careless on my
part.
To my surprise, a bunch of girls started cheering for me.
I was a little bit lost in my own world, so I didn't quite
understand why they were making a big fuss over me. I
wasn't working any harder than anyone else. It wasn't
till later in the day that I realized I had somehow ripped
out the back of my shorts and now my boxer shorts underneath
were poking through. Cheap thrills. Obviously those ladies
were starved for amusement now that the 5-legged horse had
disappeared. I can promise you no picture of those
ripped shorts will appear on this web page.
Of all the many people who contributed, I have to say the
guy who amazed me the most was Leroy Ginzel. I think
Leroy was motivated in the same way I was - he seemed angry
at the world. Leroy was a Texas Chainsaw Maniac all
afternoon long. Now I could be wrong, but I got the
impression that Leroy bought a new chainsaw strictly for
this event. I am guessing, but I don't think Leroy had ever
used a chainsaw before. For example, Leroy badly burned his
hand earlier in the afternoon. I suspect the injury
was related to his inexperience.
But that nasty burn on his hand didn't stop him. Once Leroy
figured out how to use his new toy, he attacked those tree
trunks with a fury straight out of a gladiator battle.
He was the ancient warrior. Leroy went mano a mano
with one tree trunk after another and ripped them to shreds.
There was only one problem - Leroy had heart surgery not too
long ago. Every single one of us was worried sick that
Leroy would overdo it. I promise you that I asked
every woman to use their charms to pry Leroy loose from his
chainsaw.
Sometimes the women succeeded, but the next thing I knew,
Leroy managed to regain his saw and get right back out
there! Leroy was unstoppable! Leroy was a man
among men.
Personally, I was exhausted. We worked out in
open with the sun beating down. It was hot out there!
But as hard as I worked and as tired as I was, I could see
that Leroy was working even harder. Except that Leroy
is twenty years older than me! Plus he has another
heart surgery scheduled soon to correct a mistake from his
previous operation. A little thing like heart
problems... did that stop Leroy? Hell no.
Leroy was a man on a mission. We couldn't get Leroy to
stop, so finally we all just stood back and admired him.
Leroy was incredible. Personally, I think he was just
as sick at losing his friend Gary as the rest of us.
And I think he was grateful for the chance to take his anger
out on the trees. It must have worked. Leroy had
a big smile on his face when we finished. He even
invited me over to his nearby house to get a shower, but I
had to tell him to keep his voice down lest someone
misunderstand. It must have been the boxer shorts.
There were many
heroes this day. Yes, it is true that most of us
didn't possess many carpentry skills. And yes, it is
true that most of us didn't have any chain saw skills
either. But we were a great team. Thanks to
Sparky, Jim Colby, Kurt Wind and Wild Man Leroy plus the 3
hard-working handymen that Greg brought, there was an
endless supply of tree limbs available for our army of log
luggers to drag over to the various piles.
And let me tell you something else - the women worked just
as hard if not harder than the men. For example,
Sylvia Watuski was a master with her rake and Jean Wind
lifted logs so heavy I thought she was Wonder Woman.
Our women were just as determined as the men to get this job
done right. Nor did I see even one woman remotely
appear to care about glamour. They got just as bad to
the bone filthy and sweaty as any man out there. Those
ladies worked hard!
As a result, we accomplished so much in a short time.
As the day progressed, I estimate we created a dozen
different monster debris piles. We pretty much cleared
the field of every fallen tree. As we headed back to
the farm house, I smiled with satisfaction when I noticed
someone had begun to burn one of the piles. Aha!
Leslie was right! Thanks to us, this place was back in
order. It was a great team effort.
Meanwhile the carpenters had finished putting a temporary
patch across the roof. Both missions accomplished.
We got so much done that they canceled a second day of work
that had been scheduled.
We were all proud of
ourselves. This was had been our chance to show our
respect to Gary Schweinle, a guy we all loved and admired.
I cannot begin to explain how good it felt to help out our
fallen hero. Somehow I bet you understand.
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Pat Mahaffey and Jenny DeLaFuente
Sherry Thornton, Jeanie Tobin and
Jenny DeLaFuente
Jeanie was the person who organized the
entire event
Pat Mahaffey and Marlane Kayfes starting a debris pile
Leslie saves the
day by closing the gate as the horses charge
Jim Colby, the
Chainsaw Wizard, in action cutting up trees
The Texas Chainsaw
Massacre named Leroy!
Sylvia Watuski and
Vivian Gustafson hard at work
Jeanie, Sol
Eisenbaum, Cheryl Davis, Sherry, Kurt and Jean Wind, Jennie and
Leslie, Joe Lachner, Pat, & Ed Anderson
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The Dirty Dozen:
Conor, Sol, Kurt, Jean, Patty Harrison, Doug Gephardt, Joe,
Leslie, Vivian, Steve Gabino, Rick, plus Leroy and his toy. |
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Gary Schweinle's
Funeral
On Monday, September 22, 2008, the time had come
to finally put our Cowboy to rest. The Great Trail
Boss in the Sky had come calling for Mr. Hat (you had to be at his
wedding two months ago to understand).
Marla and I drove out to a community just east of Baytown
known as Dayton. Mind you, our computer failed that
day so we had to find the place without a hard copy map (Dayton was
just off my Houston Key Map) or even a peek at an
Internet map. Fortunately Dayton was not hard to find
- drive east on I-10 till you see a sign. Some quick
directions at a local gas station and we found the Sterling
Funeral Home.
The room where the service was held
was filled to the brim. I looked around. There were probably 100 people
there including at least 25 who stood. Marla and I
were among the standing... you know what... I didn't mind a
bit.
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As I browsed the brochure detailing the service, I noticed
at the very bottom of the page that I had been listed as one
of the pallbearers. I turned white. That's when
I realized where the term 'appalled' might have come from. Is there any
skill required for this duty? Oddly, just as I read
that item, my wife Marla and Marcia Thomas both read it as
well and looked up at me. Seeing the look on my face,
they quickly asked if I had known. I shook my head and
joked I must not have gotten the email. I decided it
couldn't be that difficult if they had chosen me.
Didn't they see how many logs I had dropped the other day?
Joshua McManigal,
the young man who presided over the service, apologized for
starting late. He added that from what he had heard
about Gary, that was probably fitting. We got a
chuckle out of that. His jest put us all a little more
at ease. Just as well. There were a lot of somber
faces, let me tell you. Between Hurricane Ike, no
power, Galveston flattened, Michael Friedberg's untimely
death, and now Gary's terrible accident, we were all one big
giant mess.
The director told us about Gary's life. He talked
about Gary's love of dancing and how he was part of the
'ssqq cult' from Houston. That line drew a gasp to be
sure. Considering how utterly harmless our group is,
we weren't quite sure if the man was joking or serious.
Fortunately he started to smile, so we took the comment in
stride. Gary's daughter Heather had coined the phrase,
but completely in fun. Nevertheless I have a hunch
that quip will become a part of the legend of Gary Schweinle
from this point on.
At this point there was a Garth Brooks song played, "If
Tomorrow Never Comes".
Sometimes
late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
Shes lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
(chorus)
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That shes my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last?
Quite frankly, I had never listened to the lyrics before.
But as the song unfolded, I realized for the first time why
Garth Brooks is considered something of a genius in the C&W
Music world. Those were very powerful lyrics.
Of course, the cruel fate that had befallen our friend Tracy
(Kirkland) Schweinle, Gary's bride of two short months, was
one of the unspoken demons in the room. This song hit
right on that nerve. I am certain that every person in
that room was shaken at the thought that there are
people in our lives who do not know how much we love them.
As the song ended, we all took a very deep breath indeed.
The loss that Tracy suffered was so profound that quite
frankly I don't even dare discuss it further.
At this point, the service director invited people to speak.
This surprised me. I am no veteran of funeral
services. At the February 2008 funeral of my dear friend Tim Green,
three people had spoken, but it seemed that they had been
asked to do so. At last week's funeral for Michael Friedberg,
a Rabbi did all the speaking. So this request for
impromptu thoughts took me off guard.
Nevertheless I watched and listened with interest as a lady
named Robin Comeaux got up to speak. Robin
explained that Gary had "semi-adopted" her after her own
father's death. In her mind, Gary's daughters were her
sisters and Gary was her father. Robin missed him just
as much as any person in this room. In a brief talk filled
with many tears, this young lady spoke glowingly how Gary
reached out to her and helped her through some very tough
years. He was always there for her (a phrase I heard
repeated time and time again this day). There were
very few dry eyes in the house after Robin's heart-felt
testimony.
My mind works like a camera - one brilliant Flash and it is
gone. I
was just too wrapped up in the service to fully concentrate
on my reporter duties. Plus I was preoccupied with
anticipating all the unknown requirements of my upcoming
pallbearer duties (as I found out after the service, it was
a ceremonial listing, a tribute for which I was deeply
honored). Consequently the whole morning remains a
blur. I know I am going to get the speakers out of
order. I might even forget one or two. And I
definitely will forget some of the important things they
said. So I ask you to forgive me in advance for any
inaccuracies and I promise to correct any mistakes if
someone will remind me.
After Gary's adopted daughter Robin finished, the next person up was Jeanne Tobin, the lady who had
organized the spectacularly successful cleanup effort two
days earlier. Jeanne is a long-time card holder in the ssqq cult. Her days at the studio go all the way back to the
previous century. It was very difficult for Jeanne to
speak. Gary was her best friend in the entire world. As
she explained, Gary was her 'go-to guy', 'her best bud', her
constant escort for Christmas Parties, weddings, Wild West,
you name it. Gary was
a brother and a friend to her. Gary was 'always there
for her'. Gee, where have we heard that before?
The mood of the room lightened when Jeanne began to talk
about the origins of Gary and Tracy's special bond.
From what I gather, Tracy and Gary at least knew each
other's name from hanging around the same circles. But
one night, they 'noticed' each other in a new way. Gary was
Jeannie's escort for some party or maybe they were just out
dancing. Whatever. Tracy was at the same event.
I am reminded of Julius Caesar.
They danced. They talked. They clicked.
The next morning, Jeannie fielded an early phone call from
Tracy. Trace was curious to know the extent of
Jeannie's relationship with Gary. Jeannie assured
Tracy there was nothing to worry about. Jeannie's only
request was that Gary would still be allowed to be her best
bud, a condition Tracy laughed about and agreed to on the
spot.
Moments later Jeannie received another phone call.
This time it was Gary. Could he have Tracy's phone
number? Heck no! Girls don't give out the phone
numbers of girlfriends! (Mind you, every guy in the
room groaned at this maneuver. Hadn't Tracy just been
on the phone raving about the guy?) Then Jeannie
cheered Gary up by telling him she knew where Tracy would be
the following weekend in case he wanted to casually drop in
and 'accidentally' run into her. (I for one have
always believed that women are devious. Therefore I
thoroughly appreciated
this candid evidence which confirmed my suspicions yet
again).
So now the tears in the room had turned to smiles as we
savored the origins of the special relationship between
Tracy and Gary. It was a great story, one that I had
not heard before.
Next up to the podium was Gary's second oldest daughter
Valarie. Valarie appeared to be about 28. She
was tall (5' 8") and very athletic in appearance.
Valarie even described herself as the son Gary never
had. Valarie's stories made us happy and made us sad.
She talked about how happy Gary would be to get his morning
coffee and go sit out on the porch to enjoy the day.
Then Valarie told us how her Dad could do anything; he was
the super-hero to the daughters. Valarie added her
Dad was awesome at getting things started, but not always
quite as good at finishing them. That got a laugh.
Then Valarie said she wished her Dad could be here right now
so he could help get the
property straightened up! The girls really
needed him! I half-laughed and half-cried at that one.
Valarie said she missed her Dad dearly. We all nodded
in agreement. No kidding. We all missed him.
Cheryl Davis came up to speak.
Cheryl and her
husband Gary Davis, MG and Gay Anseman plus Gary and Tracy
Schweinle are very close friends.
My mind immediately raced to the Hawaii Cruise of 2007.
Beep Beep! One day
Marla and I were shocked to see all six people packed into a
bright yellow Mustang convertible waving as they passed us by in Honolulu.
What I would not give for a picture of that moment!
At
that time, they were the happiest six people on this planet.
Cruising down the Boulevard in a Mustang more yellow than
Tracy's hair! Oh, they had so much fun together in Hawaii. One of
the highlights of that trip for me was watching the
three couples interact with such pleasure.
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2007 Hawaii
Cruise: Band of Brothers and Sisters
Gary and
Cheryl Davis below
left,
Tracy and Gary top center,
Gay Anseman below in blue, MG above, and Sherry Thornton |
Cheryl spoke mainly of Gary's love of service. As I
have written previously, Gary Schweinle would get in his
truck and drive 50 miles over to the dance studio once,
twice, sometimes three times a week. He did this for
years! After Gary reached the stage where he was
a proficient dancer, he turned around and asked his friend
MG if he could become a volunteer instructor. As a
result, for three, four years (maybe more) Gary and his
lovely daughter Kim would make the trip every Sunday down
I-10 to help MG teach his western class. After Cheryl
and Gary Davis got married, they joined in too. Then
later Tracy joined the team as well.
Gee whiz, no wonder MG kept getting all those 'I learn
so much in your class; you're my
favorite teacher' compliments - look at all the help he had!
Cheryl talked about Gary's famous sense of humor. He
loved to tease and he loved to play. Gary insisted
that Tracy and Cheryl learned to lead Twostep. Both Garys would dance the 'follow' role
and let the girls try to move them. Mind you, both
men are big guys! But that wasn't what bothered Tracy
and Cheryl... what got them good was when the boys decided
to act like girls. Make that 'silly girls' with the
high voices and the dainty gestures. 'Don't you want
to dance with me? Aren't I pretty?' Cheryl smiled as
she admitted that Gary's 'girlie ways' bugged her no end.
What would girls do without boys to tease them all the time?
Then Cheryl had every woman in the room smiling as she
explained that when Gary Schweinle led something on the
dance floor, you followed whether you liked it or not.
Gary was well-known for his strong leads. Even I
danced with him once and I was shocked at his strength. We should
have seen it coming, but Cheryl pulled the rug out from our
feet when she added that Gary's strong arm leads disappeared
once he met Tracy. Tracy told Gary she wouldn't put up
with him being so strong. Practically overnight Gary
changed. His leads were almost gentle now!
What a transformation. Yet again more testimony to the
power of a good woman to make a good man even better.
Mitch Istre was kind enough to speak. He told about
another Anahuac man named George who had lost much when
Hurricane Rita hit back in 2005. Although Houston was
largely spared, Anahuac took a brutal blow. Apparently
this man struggled for six months trying to get his property
back in order without a lot of luck. Finally George
told his story to a person at Second Baptist here in
Houston. The next thing you know, the group at Second
Baptist organized a cleanup similar to the one we did for
Gary. A few days later, it dawned on Mitch that both
Gary and this other man both lived in the same area.
Gary was crushed to learn that no one had told him about the
problem. If he had only known, Gary swore he would have been there
with every tool he owned to help with the cleanup.
Mitch's
point was that Gary was ready to help any man, stranger or
not, get back on his feet again if the opportunity presented
itself.
I got up to speak as well. Actually, I was the last to speak,
but I felt my words were unimportant compared to the others.
In fact, I am still embarrassed at my own so-so contribution.
I had nothing prepared and certainly nothing new to share
that I hadn't already said in an article I had written three
days earlier. While I was up there, I kept hoping to get inspired, but
mostly I just ached. I was so numb, a robot could have done better.
I felt like I was mumbling. Blah blah blah. I
wished I had notes. I was just one big puddle of
emotion.
For that matter, afterwards I couldn't remember what I had said!
Fortunately Marla helped remind me a little.
I spoke of how proud I was that the SSQQ Community had
stepped forward in such a powerful way to help Gary's
family. I told how grateful I was to Jeanne Tobin for
organizing the event and to all the rest who stepped up to
the plate. I said I was amazed and touched by the
outpouring of love for Gary and Tracy evident at the
Saturday cleanup.
I pointed out how grateful I was to have the chance to
visit Gary's home. As I drove the many miles from
Houston then back home again, I could not help but notice this was
the same long route that Gary himself drove once, twice,
three times a week to be with us. Unfortunately the
drive only deepened a mystery I had been struggling with -
what was it about this dance studio that possessed Gary to
drive such long distances and be so willing to
share his valuable free time ?
I mean, truth be told, I never paid Gary a red cent in my
life to help at my studio. Nor did I even ask him to
be a volunteer. But without any
encouragement from me, Gary was the constant energy source that kept
on giving and giving and giving. Why? What did
Gary get in return? This mystery tore at me all
weekend long. Every time I picked up a log and threw
it on a pile, I asked myself what motivated this man to give
so much of himself.
I also told the group in the room that I had been looking hard for the reason for
Gary's death. Why did the good die young? Once
Gary and Tracy had found this happiness together, why did
they have to be ripped apart so suddenly?
Quite frankly, I am not the first to question the meaning of
death. Nor will I be the last. There may be a
divine hand in this, but the cosmic plan is obviously far
too vast for a simple person like me to discern. What
I do believe is that it up to us the living to create a
purpose for Gary's death. It is our responsibility to
create something in his memory and assign our own purpose.
It is my hope that one of us will find a way to channel our
sadness into some sort of permanent good in his memory.
Unfortunately, I have to confess that this inspiration has
eluded me so far. But I intend to keep thinking about
it. So should you!
The final thing I said was that I was proud to have given
Gary his nickname "Mr. Hat". I actually think he
enjoyed the nickname. I know I certainly did! So
I put on a cowboy hat as a simple gesture and tribute to my
friend, then stepped down.
My hat trick may have been stretching things. I had
assumed I would be complimented for taking a fashion risk.
Wrong. One person later asked if I had rented or
bought the hat for
the occasion. No, for the record, it was my own
hat. Let me add that when Marla saw me first put the
hat on, she shook her head and indicated it was not a good
look for me. Please take it off. Between the hat
negativity and the laughter over my underwear, it wasn't a
good weekend for my fashion confidence. It may be a
while before you see me in that hat again. Oh well.
No loss to society. Besides, I suppose there can only
be one Mr. Hat.
My good friend MG Anseman spoke shortly before me, but
unfortunately I don't remember much that MG said other than
the two men liked to talk about their family and how
grateful he was to have made such a close friend in Gary.
I was in a fog at this point. MG will understand when I
admit
I was lost in my own thoughts.
The truth of the matter was that I was still thinking about
what Kathleen Rose had said moments earlier. As
Kathleen approached the front, I realized I had not seen her
in over two years (I later discovered the reason was that
three years ago Kathleen had quietly married Alan Arnett. Together they moved out to
Tomball).
I was curious to hear what Kathleen had to say since she has
always been something of an enigma to me. I sense that
Kathleen is incredibly smart, but that said, she is not
someone I understand very well. This time however I
heard Kathleen loud and clear. It turned out that
Kathleen's story completely blew me away.
Kathleen spoke of meeting Gary for the first time at SSQQ.
Apparently they started classes at the same time (2002).
Gary was in Kathleen's Twostep class which I believe was
being taught by MG. As you know, it is an ssqq
tradition to do a pattern and change partners as we rotate
around in a circle. Kathleen and Gary struck up a
conversation. After reading his name tag, Kathleen
asked, "So were are you from, Gary?" Kathleen was stunned to discover that
Gary had come all the way from Anahuac. Isn't that
kind of a long drive? Oops... time to switch partners.
The next time Gary came around, Kathleen asked why Gary had
driven so far for something as trivial as a dance class.
"Because my wife was killed in a head-on collision, my
daughters cry all the time, so do I, but I have to pick up
pieces somehow!" Kathleen's eyes bulged at that
disclosure. Oops, time to switch partners again.
Five minutes later, Gary rotated back. Kathleen was
still in shock from Gary's previous remark. She asked why
Gary had told her such personal information. "Heck, I gotta tell someone. I can't stand it! I'm
miserable!"
For two entire hours, Gary told Kathleen his recent life story in
one and two minute segments as they rotated through
partners. Have you ever heard a more absurd anecdote?
I swear my mouth dropped at this strange tale and tears
welled up in my eyes. This poor man must have been in
so much pain! Meanwhile the quiet help from a total
stranger like Kathleen allowed him to share his grief.
I don't know if Freud ever recommended dance class therapy
while rotating through a circle, but Kathleen made a huge
difference by asking simple questions and caring about the
answers. Some of the best therapists are just good
listeners.
I will share that Gary told me on several different
occasions that the
studio helped him recover his sanity. Gary claimed
that the time he spent here allowed him to get on with his
life. Those are very strong words. I
would always
smile and accept that Gary was sincere, but to
myself I thought he must be exaggerating the importance.
How can a dance studio make that kind of difference? I
barely knew who Gary was back when he started. I
certainly could not recall anything I had said or done to
help him through the awful misery of his first wife's death.
Furthermore, by the time I came to know him, Gary had
already bounced back into the saddle. And yet here he
was trying to give me credit. Credit for what? I
was plainly mystified. For all those years, I can't honestly say I ever
believed or understood what Gary meant until this very
moment when Kathleen shared
her story of the Circle of Kindness.
Now finally it all dawned on me. It had taken Kathleen's poignant story to help me see
what Gary had been trying to explain to me all these years. Like the
proverbial iceberg, I imagine there are twenty other stories
floating somewhere around the studio where the kindness of
other strangers just like Kathleen helped Gary on his road
to recovery. Everybody did their small part to cast a
blanket of warmth around this troubled, lonely man. It
was hardly a coordinated effort. I
doubt seriously that one person knew what the next person
was doing. But over time each person in their own way
helped Gary overcome his pain and regain his happiness.
One year later Gary was back on his feet again.
No more wounded bear. Time to move on to something else, right? No.
Instead Gary decided it was his turn to help. Of all
the friends he had made, MG was one of the closest.
Why not help MG teach the Texas Twostep? Gary chose to
drive two hours every Sunday (one hour one way, one hour
back). While he was at the studio he would spend two
hours,
maybe even stay for the second Sunday class as well.
Often Gary would spend four hours each Sunday at SSQQ doing whatever he could to
help other people. Four hours of teaching and two
hours of driving of his free time every Sunday just to help other people he didn't even know!
The man probably never had a college course in social work
in his life, but so what? Gary was a born social
worker. Heck, you don't need training. You just
get out there and help! Gary gave up his Sunday
afternoon every week for three,
four, five years simply because he wanted to contribute.
Most of the time, Gary's contribution was no greater than
showing someone their footwork in dance class or offering
some encouragement not to give up too fast. Simple
acts of kindness do not always have to be dramatic.
But sometimes a simple act of kindness can be more profound
than any of us realize at the time. If you read my previous story about Gary, you will
remember how Gary told me of a serious moment when his own
kind words helped a woman change her mind about committing
suicide.
Gary was willing to help in any way he was asked to.
In this way, Gary has become an inspiration to all of us.
Besides the fact that the man was funny and friendly, his
depth of character touched every single person he came into
contact with here at the studio. It can't be difficult
to see why we all love this guy so much.
I can assure you that as Kathleen sat down, I was crying
now. Big deal. I guess if our women can toss
logs around like lumberjacks and be seen sweating in public, then I don't
mind admitting that losing Gary hurts me so much that I have
to cry.
And I haven't been the same since. Everyone at Gary's
funeral knows exactly the same numb feeling of loss I am talking
about.
To the naked eye, SSQQ is a dance studio. But under
the surface, this place is so much more. We certainly
aren't a cult and we definitely aren't a church. We
aren't a singles group and we are not a bar or nightclub either. But
we have become a family. That much is obvious.
We are a club... not an exclusive club, mind you, not a bunch of snobs
or cliques and certainly with no fee to join. We are a
community that
is open to anyone who enjoys being around decent
and kind people. We are a Family of Friends, a band of
Brothers and Sisters. We all joined originally through
a common interest - dancing - yet our involvement with the
program over time has evolved into something far more
important thanks to the contributions of people like Gary
and many others. We have become a Family united by
friendship.
SSQQ isn't just "Rick's Studio". SSQQ belongs to
people like Gary, to Tracy, to Jeannie Tobin, to Gary and
Cheryl Davis, to MG and Gay Anseman, to the 100 people at
Gary's funeral, to the 80 people at Gary's house, to the
Thousand Plus people who take dance classes each month and to the
two thousand people who read the Newsletter. SSQQ
belongs to all of us, to all of you. SSQQ is your
clubhouse if you like being here. And to join, all you
have to do is show up and begin to participate.
Slow Slow Quick Quick... one day you will be shuffling your
feet and suddenly it will occur to you this place is kind of
weird in its own 'Cheers' or 'Northern
Exposure' sort of way, but you don't mind. You
are having fun being here.
Just don't give me all the credit. I hate that! Yes, I help.
I am the leader. I keep the rhythm while you keep the
ship rolling. But you can't tell me that I am wholly responsible for the
kindness of the countless people who contribute freely of their
time and their wisdom without being asked.
These people offer
kindness from their heart without any prompting from me.
Nor do they desire any credit. People contribute
because they want to, not because they expect someone to pat
them on the back.
If anything, the social networks and the bonds that have
formed here at this place are so profound that I am humbled
by their magnitude.
And if any one person can ever be
a symbol for that kindness, there can be no doubt that
single person would be Gary Schweinle, our very own Mr. Hat.
There can never be a purpose for Gary's death that
will satisfy me. But I can say that his passing has at
least allowed me to point out in a very public way the
remarkable story of his service here. In Gary's
passing, I have been given the chance to explain his
kindness to all of you.
Back in 2002, Gary was not only healed by that kindness, he turned around
and gave it back
just as many times as he humanly
could until his heart stopped beating.
I intend to
make sure his constant good will continues to be an
inspiration to every one of us as long as I run this place.
What greater testimony can any person have?
Let's hear it for Mr. Hat, our friend and our inspiration.
Now go help someone learn to dance and carry on his work.
I am certain that is what Gary would want us to do.
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LETTERS ABOUT GARY
-----Original Message-----
From: Polly
Sent: Thursday, September 25, 2008 10:28 AM
To: dance@ssqq.com
Subject: Gary and Michael
Dear Rick - -
For once I am almost at a loss for words. Everything which
happened in the day before the storm and in the 9 days afterward
when we had no power is almost a blur for me. We had no phones,
newspaper, television, computer or anything. A radio in the car
was about it. Quite an experience for two people like Jose and
me who are really "wired" in every respect.
At any rate, when I finally got on the computer and read all
that you wrote about the deaths of Gary and Michael I was
stunned. Although I did not know either of these men well, I was
certainly in dance classes with both over the last three years.
In addition, Jose and I are particularly fond of Kim and loved
getting to know her. Interestingly enough it was some time
before we even knew Gary was her father. I think I was remarking
one night about them dancing together and Kim revealed their
relationship with a twinkle in her eye.
My most vivid memories of Gary are watching him a "man of size
with a big hat to boot" glide across the dance floor. Being a
girl of country roots he reminded me so much of many fine
cowboys I have been privileged to know as I grew up. In fact, he
bore a real physical resemblance to my brother-in-law who was a
foreman at a feed yard/cattle ranch in West Texas for many
years. At any rate, I remember the first time I danced with Gary
( and yes he was a strong lead but that worked for me then as I
had little idea about what I was doing). At any rate, I remember
saying "are you sure you want to dance with someone as short as
me with that hat on? I am afraid I might knock it off!" - to
which he replied with his signature smile - "you let me worry
about the hat - I haven't lost it yet" And indeed I was amazed
at all the moves we did and I don't think I ever even touched
that hat!
Now that I have learned so much about him and his family( thanks
to you), I value that wonderful smile and sense of humor he had
even more ( and that goes for the smile of that "sassy miss Kim"
as well). Why? Because I too have experienced personal almost
unbearable loss and I KNOW how hard it is to recapture a smile
or the feeling of happiness when life so unfairly slaps you in
the face. It takes a long time, alot of work and quite
frankly a deliberate CHOICE to overcome and NOT allow the pain
to defeat you.
Clearly, somewhere along the road, and obviously with the help
of the healing environment of dance offered at SSQQ , Gary and
Kim made that CHOICE . Each showed remarkable courage in
rejecting bitterness and anger and choosing instead joy and
life! I pray that Kim can dig down deep and once again make that
choice for herself. I don't need to tell her that this is what
her Dad would most want for her - - she already knows that by
the course he charted for the two of them so many years ago.
Finally, I pray that Tracy one day down the road will remember
that Gary refused to be defeated by his own pain; and that she
will honor his courage by claiming it for her own. It is because
of Gary's courage that "she" happened for him!
As for Michael, I did not know him very well, but he had a truly
distinctive face. I have a vision of him regularly standing at
the threshold of the door between #1 and #2 at practice - - -
just watching. As I recall he asked me to dance two different
times. Now that I have read about his private nature and group
anxieties, as well as the fact that he was not a fan of dancing
with the geriatric set, I actually feel honored by those
invitations! It means I was neither threatening nor too over the
hill to dance with this serious and brainy 69 year old.
Hallelujah! I enjoyed our dances - - not too much conversation
but a gentleman in every respect and as I recall at least the
hint of a smile at the beginning and end of each. Wow - -
topological algebra - - if only I had known! It would have been
interesting to see whether he could even explain what that is in
terms a math drop-out like me could understand. I am glad this
fine man had a special woman as his companion and that she and
his sister could be with him at the end of his journey on this
earth.
All in all the loss of these two fine gentlemen reminds me once
again that most of us arrive at wherever we choose to gather
with our own unique experiences, complete with sets of emotional
baggage and heartaches. Yet, somehow in an environment where we
feel comfortable and at home, we can choose to be "overcomers",
people who rise above the difficulties in our lives and just
have fun. For many of us (Jose and I are included in that
group) dance lessons and particularly SSQQ have provided just
such an environment.
I know if Gary and Michael could they would offer you, your
staff and all the dance community at SSQQ their heartfelt thanks
for helping to create a place of comfort and fun for them over
the years. Since they cannot do so, may I offer such thanks in
their behalf and for all of us who in one form or another are
part of the SSQQ family.
Polly
p.s. Sorry this got so long but so be it. Also, I would like to
add what I think about "Donna"; however, it might not be
printable. I could recommend a couple of other studios where she
could go; pay lots more money and be assured that she would not
run into either friendly staff, teachers or fellow dancers. From
the sound of things that would be a better fit for her
personality.
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Funeral Arrangements for Gary Schweinle
-----Original Message-----
From: tracy schweinle
Sent: Saturday, September 20, 2008 1:05 AM
To: SSQQ Newsletter
Subject: Gary's funeral arrangements
Dear Rick and Marla, Thank you soooo much
for the wonderful words you expressed about Gary. He would be so
proud to know that you felt this way about him and his family. He
adored both of you and his family @ SSQQ.
I am such a total loss without him.
Gary always said that God would never give
you more than you can handle. I think that this is the most I can
take and I am not sure I won"t go completely insane.
I want to thank all of the people who
will be helping us put back the pieces on Saturday in advance. He
would be overwhelmed with the generosity already expressed to us.
SSQQ was a "family" to Gary, as well as me, and he would be so happy
to see everyone who helped us with this recovery.
Please keep Kim and his other daughters,
Heather, Valarie, and Amanda in your prayers. And pray for me as
well, as I don't know how I can ever go on without him. He was "the
best" thing that ever happened to me, and I only hope that everyone
at SSQQ finds that kind of happiness in their lifetime.
We have finally made funeral
arrangements...it is hard because Anahuac is 98% gone.
Sterling Funeral Home In Dayton, Tx. (they
have power) We will have visitation his Sunday from 5-8 pm and the
Funeral will be there on Monday @ 11 AM. You can look up the website
and I will send it ASAP, but since this is short notice, I wanted to
at least get the word out. Dayton is about 30 miles East of Houston
down I-10, then you take 90 into Dayton, turn L at the Prosperity
bank and it is about one half mile down the road. It looks like you
are going into a residential area, but that is where the funeral
home is. Sunday from 5-8 viewing and Monday @ 11 will be the
funeral both are going to be at Sterling
funeral homes on 602 N. Main Dayton Tx 77535
The number there if you need it is
936-258-2678. they do have power and AC.
Will see all those that can come to
Anahuac on Saturday. Thanks again to all our friends, Trace
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September 2008 SSQQ Newsletter Issue Four
Written by Rick Archer
The Studio is now open. We had classes on Wednesday, September 17,
that came off without a hitch. Curfew in Bellaire and Houston is now
set at midnight, so don't hesitate to come by.
INCREDIBLE PHOTOGRAPHS OF HURRICANE IKE
Contributed by Chris Holmes
Link to Hurricane Ike Photographs
(Rick Archer's Note: There are 28
photographs. They are very large, so be patient while they download)
MORE PICTURES OF IKE
Subject: Boat damage pix - Hurricane Ike
Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2008 06:27:55 -0500
Oh my god! I knew the area was hit hard, but these pix are
unbelievable.
Watergate marina especially got slammed. All I can say is that fixed
piers
and hurricanes don't mix.
http://rklowe.zenfolio.com/p219036363 - Pix taken from the water
http://rklowe.zenfolio.com/p194264673 - Pix taken from land
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SEPTEMBER DANCE PARTY TWO:
THE WESTERN HOEDOWN PARTY
Saturday, September 20, 9 pm - 11:30 pm, cover charge $7
BEG C&W : TEXAS TWOSTEP - Rhonwyn
BEG WESTERN WALTZ - Jill
NIGHT CLUB - Scott
CHER'S FAV GHOST TOWN PTNS - Cher and Robert
SYNCOPATED POLKA PTNS - Linda
JACK'S FAVORITE WHIP PATTERNS - Jack
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SEPTEMBER DANCE PARTY THREE: RED HOT
BALLROOM
Saturday, September 27
-----Original Message-----
From: Paul Eustace
Sent: Thursday, August 07, 2008 6:29 AM
To: Rick Archer
Subject: Red Hot Ballroom 2008
Red Hot Ballroom 2008 will be held this year on September 27.
The sponsors of the Red Hot Ballroom 2008 (with USA Dance) have
scheduled this as a National Ballroom Dance Week Gala. It will be
held at the Edwin Hornberger Conference Center, previously the
Shamrock Hotel Ballroom at 2151 West Holcombe Blvd., from 8:00 PM
till midnight.
Same as last year, the Maria Williams Band will provide the music
(they're excellent!!) and the hostess will again be Linda Lorelle.
Black tie and evening attire are requested.
As last year, I will be registering people for the SSQQ tables.
There are two levels this year:
Silver Level table @ $70.00 per seat (includes champagne,
decorations and better view of the floor area) Max 10 seats.
Standard table @ $30.00 per seat - Max 10 seats per table.
Individual tickets (non-USA Dance Member) are at $35.00
Full time student tickets with valid ID (open seating) are at $20.00
Our dancers may send me an email (
HeDances@sbcglobal.net
) to register for this event and bring me their check
or cash during the month of September. Currently, I have a number of
names listed for both tables and will keep you updated to the
participants. Please include "RHB" in the subject line.
Please email me with any questions and I will attempt to answer them
ASAP ... send them to
HeDances@sbcglobal.net
and put "RHB" in the subject line.
Regards, Paul Eustace
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: This is a wonderful dance. Not only are there
many great exhibitions, you get the chance to dance the night away
to a terrific band. Plus it's fun to see all your friends look nice
for the occasion.
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-----Original Message-----
From: Paul Eustace
Sent: Thursday, September 18, 2008 12:13 PM
Subject: Red Hot Ballroom on Sept 27
Friends, With all the focus we've had this
week on Hurricane Ike you may still want to take a little time for
the diversion at the Red Hot Ballroom on Saturday, September 27. We
can't undo the damage that some of us have suffered, but an evening
of dressing up and dancing may be what "the doctor has ordered".
If you are interested please contact Janeil Bernard at 713-464-2700
to reserve your seats.
Also, if you have the ability to assist another by defraying the
cost for someone who is suffering a loss from the Hurricane, please
let me know and we'll try to make the proper arrangements.
Regards, and I hope to see you on the dance floor ...
Paul
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REST IN PEACE - MICHAEL
FRIEDBERG AND GARY SCHWEINLE
The SSQQ Community was stunned by the news that we lost two of our
dear friends during the Hurricane Ike ordeal. A lot of people are
too shaken by these untimely deaths to even know what to say.
As our group ages, the specter of seeing our friends pass on becomes
a dark issue that lingers in the backs of our minds. However nothing
will ever prepare us for the sudden events that took from us these
two wonderful men who had so much life left in them.
When we lost our good friend Tim Green to cancer earlier this year,
I thought to myself it is never easy to see a life cut short when
the person is so darn wonderful. I am so sorry to say this is just
as much true with Michael and Gary.
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MICHAEL FRIEDBERG
Michael Friedberg died of a massive heart attack at his home
on Friday, September 12.
Here is an email from our friend
George Sargent about Michael:
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"Hi All, I talked with Dee Medina
yesterday late afternoon. I could tell she was down but
otherwise doing well. Dee and Mike dated since the summer of
'05. Mike had been going to the studio for many years and was
versed at many dances. He and Dee were regular patrons of Wild
West. Mike was a math professor at the University of Houston -
Dr. Mike Friedberg. Dee said he loved hanging out with young
people, such as his students. This probably explains why he
loved the studio so much and why he looked more young than he
actually was - 69 years young.
Mike's sister was in town. Dee and his sister were with Mike
when he apparently had a massive heart attack. Neither they nor
the paramedics could revive him. Ironically, Mike and Dee heard
about Gary Schweinle earlier that day and were lamenting that
sad story.
Mike was loved by a lot of people."
Here is a second email. John Bear, a colleague of Michael's at the
University of Houston, sent out this letter.
Subject: Funeral Services Set Friday
for Michael Friedberg
Date: Thu, September 18, 2008 9:47 am
Dear Natural Sciences and Mathematics Faculty and Staff,
"I regret to inform our college community of the death of
Professor Michael Friedberg, a well-respected Department of
Mathematics faculty member for 41 years. Mike, age 69, died
unexpectedly at home Friday.
Funeral services are scheduled at noon Friday at Beth Israel
Cemetery, which is within Woodland Cemetery at I-10 and Antoine
(1105 Antoine at I-10).
mapquest
Because the funeral home is without air
conditioning due to the hurricane, men do not need to wear suits
to the service.
Mike is survived by a daughter, Lorraine Coats, and a sister,
Roberta Russell. In lieu of flowers, the family suggests
contributions in his memory to the Michael Friedberg Scholarship
Fund at the University of Houston. Donations may be sent to NSM
Development Office, 214 Science & Research Bldg. 1, Houston, TX
77204-5008.
Mike joined UH in 1967, specializing in topological algebra with
an emphasis in topological semigroups. He previously was an
assistant professor at the University of Tennessee.
He earned a B.S. in mathematics in 1961 from the University of
Miami and a Ph.D. from Louisiana State University in 1965. He
also received an M.B.A. in 1984 from UH."
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Note From Rick Archer:
Michael's time at SSQQ goes all the way back to the Nineties. I ran
across an article from the September 2000 Newsletter that said a
lot. To put things into context, Ben and Diane Liles were in a
crisis due the premature birth of their son Cole (who is now Eight
and doing Great!). Susie Merrill organized a fundraiser that Mike
participated in.
Here is a brief excerpt:
"It turns out that the Intellects did not "click well" as a
team. Mike Friedberg knew many of the answers, but he was so
soft-spoken that most of the time his suggestions were ignored.
Too bad.
For one thing, Mike knew that "Nantucket" was a better answer as
the major fishing island of Massachusetts, but somehow "Martha's
Vineyard" was submitted. Tsk.
Another time Mike was pretty sure that "Mickey and Minnie" was
Janet Jackson's tattoo in an unmentionable area of her body, but
was overruled for "Chip and Dale". David was almost
incontrollable in his delight - anyone who watches the Disney
Channel would have gotten that answer easily. I might add the
"Playboy Channel" might have been an equally useful venue in
answering this one. (But I am just taking other people's words
for it.)" (for the complete
story, visit
Casino Night
)
This excerpt from the 2000 fundraiser reminds me again just how
smart Michael was (VERY SMART) as well as how gentle and unassuming
he was.
I cannot honestly say I knew Michael well on a personal level. What
I did know was that he was very bright and also quiet and private.
He definitely didn't talk about himself very much. In fact, I was
stunned several years ago when he told me he had recently had heart
surgery! It's a good thing I was sitting down or I would have fallen
over at the news!
The conversation came about when I saw him at the studio and
realized I hadn't seen him for a while. So with my usual charm and
tact, I went over to chew him out for being a stranger. Then I asked
him what sort of stupid excuse he had for staying away so long...
"oh, I had heart surgery..."
Well, that shut me up.
From that point on, Michael was a regular again at the studio. He
particularly enjoyed coming on Wednesday nights because he loved
taking Western Cha Cha and Western Waltz from Sharon Shaw. He also
enjoyed seeing his friends as well. For example, Michael
participated in several of the Hill Country Honky-Tonk Tours
organized by Jim Colby and Marlane Kayfes.
As George Sargent mentioned earlier, Michael was dating a lovely
woman named Dee Medina for the past three years. I can honestly say
this lady was a wonderful influence in Michael's life because I have
never seen him smile so much as long as I have known him.
You see, Michael was sort of a 'grumpy gus' when I first met him. He
was a fixture in my Martian Whip class for several years. He wasn't
a negative person, but I would hardly describe him as a rah rah type
either. He was always extremely pleasant and polite, but when I
first met him I thought there was an underlying sadness about him.
That all changed when Dee came into his life. From that point on, I
actually saw him laugh and smile. I completely approved. That's what
a good woman will do for you!
In preparation for this story, I dug around for pictures. Neither of
the usual places - Cruise Trips and Halloween Parties - yielded a
single picture. That reminded me how I was constantly bugging the
poor man to participate at the studio social events more. Every year
I would ask Michael if he was going on this year's dance cruise. I
would remind him of all those single women who would love to see a
good looking guy like him on the trip.
You would think with bait like that I would get a bite. Not Michael.
Every year he came up with some stupid excuse like having to teach
his math class at the University of Houston. He actually thought his
students liked him! Imagine that (I wouldn't understand). Or maybe
it was the other way around - he liked his students. I couldn't
stand all that sentimental nonsense about 'liking students'. Humbug.
So I told him to tape a lecture just like everyone else, but he was
old-fashioned and responsible. He thought his students actually
appreciated how dependable he was and how he always came to class
like clockwork. Plus he said they actually listened to him! I
suppose they did like him a little, but I wanted him on the cruise!
I wanted to see him have fun! How could teaching a math class be
more important than dancing on the Caribbean and
playing dodge ball with hurricanes?
Plus every year I would pick on the poor guy about the Halloween
Party. "Well, are you coming this year, Michael?" You see, I don't
think Michael ever came to a single Halloween Party. Maybe I am wrong,
but a review of seven straight years of parties didn't reveal a
single picture.
I always gave Michael a hard time.
I thought he was a handsome guy, but he had a very rugged
face. I always told Michael he could do Freddy Krueger
without the mask! Michael must have had the same twisted
sense of humor as I do because that got a rare smile out of
him. Or maybe he was just imagining what he could do to me
if he had a set of those claws available.
If forced to guess, I don't think Michael liked crowds. He
was a private man. That's just the way he was. All the
needling in the world from me didn't budge him one inch. And
lord knows I tried. Much of our rapport revolved around me
nagging him to do something and him resisting. For example,
a couple of those cruises took place in the summer. No
classes at U of H. What's your excuse this time, smart guy?
That didn't work either. But I don't think he minded me
teasing him because I am positive he knew I liked him.
And that's the truth - I liked Michael very much. I always
enjoyed seeing him. I only bugged him because I really liked
having him around. Michael made the studio a better place.
Michael was a neat guy.
I will finish my story here. I have little doubt another
anecdote will pop into my mind immediately after I publish
the story, but I think you get the point - Michael Friedberg
was a classy, thoughtful, very sensitive human being who was
an important member of our community.
Michael will certainly be missed.
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September 19, 2008 - The Funeral for Michael
Written by Rick Archer
The service for Michael was
held at
the Beth Israel Cemetery, which is within Woodland
Cemetery over in Spring Branch. We
were directed to a lovely open-air meditation area complete
with extensive seating. We had a roof, but there were
only three walls. As a result we were able to look out
onto the beautiful grounds of Woodland Cemetery during the
ceremony. It was very peaceful indeed. Whoever
designed this facility had a touch of genius about them.
In all, I estimate there were 150 people present. For
someone as quiet as Michael, he certainly managed to garner
quite a bit of love and respect! I noticed many young
people who surely were his math students over at the
University of Houston. That made me smile.
There must have been forty people from the studio who came
to wish Michael farewell. Indeed, there were so many
people to say their farewells to this man that they ran out
of parking spaces. Many of us had to park on the lawn.
The service was short and very wonderful. Michael's
Rabbi got up in front of us all to read a story about
Michael's life. I assume that the lady had interviewed
the people who were close to Michael to create such a
thorough account. In fact, the praises of Michael were
so deep and so heart-felt that I doubt this quiet, humble
man would have felt comfortable hearing such tribute. Isn't
it a shame that some people like Michael are so modest that
we have to wait till they are dead to say in public all the
nice things we
think about them privately? Michael just refused to
let people make a fuss over him. He preferred to stay
in the background and watch things unfold.
Indeed, I cannot begin to tell you how amazed I was to hear
the various stories. I felt ridiculous that I had to
come to this wonderful man's funeral to learn more about him
in 20 minutes than I had been able to ascertain in ten years
at the studio! Why didn't I know this stuff when he
was alive?
For example, I found out that Michael was an expert on the
Civil War. He had the ability to rattle off details
like the dates of all the major battles (so can I, but I
have to read from a book to do it). Since it turns out
my own father was also a Civil War buff, I would have loved
to ask Michael to share some of his insights and theories on
this controversial war ("and would the North
still have won
if Buford had not been allowed to seize the high ground at
Gettysburg?"). It filled me with regret to
think to myself it's too late now.
I also was surprised to discover Michael loved sports.
Again, here was something he and I had in common that I
never knew about. I felt crushed to learn so much
about the man and not be able to talk to him about it!
The lady who read the story spoke of Michael's early days in
New York City and how he moved to Miami when he was young.
He was a wizard at math from the very start.
He was directed into accounting, "a practical career", but
managed to forge his own path and study math instead. Apparently he got his doctorate at LSU and his first major
teaching position at the University of Tennessee. He
began his professorship at the University of Houston in
1967.
I didn't learn much about his marriage other than he was
able to maintain a friendship after the divorce. I did
learn he had one daughter named Lorraine who grew up here in
Houston and became an attorney. I regret that I did
not meet Lorraine, but I gathered that they were close
throughout.
The Rabbi gave us marvelous insights into Michael's teaching
career. Now I had long sensed that teaching
was a passion for Michael. As you may remember from my
story above, I always liked to tease Michael about his
obvious dedication. What I did not realize is that he
was considered by his students and peers to be an amazing
professor! Obviously a colleague had shared the
inside details with the Rabbi because Michael would never
have revealed these things to me himself. I learned that
Michael was considered a "tough but very fair" instructor.
Michael produced so many outstanding students that they
dominated the math awards every year at UH. So UH had
to invent new awards just so Michael's students couldn't win
everything! That got a smile from everyone around me.
I also learned that Michael received an "Outstanding
Professor" award in 2002. The only problem was that no
one in his family even knew about it till after the
presentation. Michael was extremely modest. He
kept this important information to himself for the longest
time. His own family didn't even know! Good
grief. This tidbit opened up the tears for me. I
just couldn't stop shaking my head as I heard one story
after another about what an amazing guy he was.
The Rabbi talked about Michael's love of dancing. She
got dozens of covert grins when she revealed that Michael
abhorred dancing with "The Geriatric Set". The man was
69 after all! But he preferred to hang out with a
younger crowd. If this hadn't been a funeral, there
would have been out and out laughter at that line.
The toughest moment not just for me, but all my friends as
well, came when the Rabbi talked about his relationship with
Dee Medina. This classy, lovely woman had been wiping
tears away throughout the service and we all felt terrible
for her. The Rabbi talked about their wonderful
times together... for example trips to Manhattan and LA and
hiking trips. The Rabbi was very impressed that
Michael had talked Dee into going camping with him at Big
Bend except there was one small condition... they had to
stay at a hotel. That sounds exactly like something my
own wife would say! Again, we had to use a lot of
discipline not to crack up at that line too.
It was pretty obvious to all of us that Michael and Dee had
a very special bond together. That was very touching
indeed.
Clearly the most important revelation of all was that
Michael died with no regrets. The Rabbi said that
Michael died a happy man.
That brought out the tears again, but good tears. Rest
in Peace, Michael Friedberg. Hearing about your life
was an inspiration to all of us. It made us all proud
to have been your friend. Thank you very much for
sharing your time with us. You are a special soul
indeed.
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LETTERS ABOUT MIKE
FRIEDBERG
-----Original Message-----
From: P
Sent: Thursday, September 18, 2008 6:09 PM
To: Rick Archer
Subject: Michael
Hi Rick,
thank you for the beautiful write ups on our dear friends. i
am in tears all over again. as you said, we are too shocked
for words. it is just all too awful, i hate even trying to
think of words.
about Michael.... i always felt Michael seemed sad too. i
was never sure if it was just his natural expression/face,
or if he was really sad, but a few things he said to me over
the years made me think yes, he really was sad inside. i'm
glad Dee changed that.
Michael and i were in your thursday martian class for YEARS
before you busted us all up (you know i'll never forgive you
for that). what comes to my mind is how he always wanted to
know the mathematical explanation behind whatever move you
were teaching.... used to drive you nuts/amuse the hell out
of you.
i was so heartbroken hearing about Gary's death friday
too. i didn't realize a heart could get "more
broken", but mine did when i heard about Michael's death the
next day. i'd bet all of our hearts did.
just wanted to share, and most of my memories of Michael are
tied to martian. thanks for listening.
p
-----Original Message-----
From: Pat
Sent: Thursday, September 18, 2008 6:10 PM
To: SSQQ Newsletter
Subject: Re: 2008 SSQQ Newsletter Issue Four: Regarding the
loss of our friends
Rick, Thanks for the tribute
and update on Mike and Gary. Unbelievable!
You were looking for timeframe - I recall that Mike was in
my C&W classes when I first started in 1997- 1998. I recall
that he was very analytical and
methodical about his dancing. He
had to have it explained in degrees.
(Rick
Archer's Note: Fortunately Mike came to the right guy to
explain it to him. When I learned, I was just as
analytical. Imagine my surprise when I found a student
carved in my own image. Mike was just as bad as me; he
practically brought a slide rule to class!)
-----Original Message-----
From: SB
Sent: Friday, September 19, 2008 3:46 PM
Subject: Mike and Gary
Wow, what a shocker this newsletter was; I remember Mike in
the Whip classes you and I taught together, and I, too,
always thought he was so sad; I tried often to make him
laugh and I continued to always speak to him and dance with
him when I was there; I didn't know Gary, but what another
tragic loss.
Thank you for letting all their friends know of their
demise.....so sad.
-----Original Message-----
From: PJ
Sent: Friday, September 19, 2008 4:02 PM
Subject: Mike
I'm sorry to hear about Mike. I do remember him well from
whip class. I used to give him a hard time too for not
staying long...if any at practice or not coming to any of
the parties. After a couple of years of knowing him he
finally told me one night (probably after I pestered him
about staying for practice) that he had some anxiety issues
around groups. He said being in class was different than
staying for practice. I didn't bug him anymore. What a sweet
man, I was always happy to see him and felt he returned
those sentiments about me.
I didn't know Gary but recognize both him and his wife from
the pictures you posted. How sad, so unexpected...wow.
I imagine that you touched many with your thoughtful
heartfelt writeup...certainly did touch me.
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GARY SCHWEINLE
Gary Schweinle died suddenly in a tragic accident on
Friday, September 12.
That's right - in an incredible dark coincidence, we lost
both men on the exact same day.
I suppose from now on 9/11 and September 12 will be
linked together in my mind - one of the most tragic days in
American History and definitely the saddest day in SSQQ
History are back to back.
From what I gather, Gary died from electrical shock.
Gary decided his home at his rural property needed more
protection. So he got up on the roof with some boards.
As he drilled through the board, his drill bit hit a live
wire inside the roof of his home. That is when Gary died
from a horrible, inconceivable accident.
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Putting things into perspective, just a
couple days ago I removed protective siding from eight windows here
at my house using a power drill. As I took down each board, I
thought of Gary the entire time. I can't tell you how many times I
have drilled something into a house wall without even giving it a
second thought. Sure there is an element of danger anytime you use
power tools, but Gary certainly knew what he was doing. He was a
professional welder. If anyone knew his way around power tools, I
would have nominated Gary Schweinle first! That is what makes this
tragedy so senseless - Gary knew a heck of a lot more about what he
was doing than the rest of us. He must have run across a hidden wire
that no one would have ever anticipated.
It makes no sense. We are all numb and heart-broken.
Here is an email from Steve Gabino concerning the tragedy:
"Dear Friends, I spoke with Tracy
(Gary's wife) today and wanted to update everyone.
She and Gary were in Anahuac Friday morning and planning to ride
out the storm at their home there. Once they saw the size of the
storm surge on tv, however, they decided to return to Sugar
Land.
But before they left, Gary began to secure the home. He went up
to the roof to add reinforcements to some loose areas. While up
there he accidentally hit a live wire. Tracy was outside and
heard his body fall on the roof. She went up to attend to him
and give him CPR.
The paramedics soon arrived but he didn't respond to treatment.
Tracy returned to Sugar Land once they stopped treatment and
that's when many of us first began to receive the news. Tracy
has since been back to their home a few times to salvage
belongings. Their house is destroyed as is much of the
belongings inside. Her car is also totaled from a falling tree.
No funeral arrangements have been made yet. The funeral home
where Gary was taken lost it's roof and communications in the
storm. In fact, much of Anahuac has been destroyed so the wake
is almost certain to be here in Sugar Land.
Tracy sounded remarkably strong for someone who has just lost so
much in a single day. She is still pretty emotional and hasn't
gotten much sleep since Friday. She says, however, that the
worst part was that first day. Her ex-in-laws have helped her
with food and support. I told her how much everyone is thinking
of her and she is very thankful."
..........
Painful as the details are to read, we are
all fortunate that Steve was able to shed some light on the tragedy.
I cannot, however, even begin to discuss what Tracy must be feeling.
All I know is that my own wife was scared out of her wits the entire
weekend as we cleaned up tree debris together - every time a twig
scratched me and I yelped, Marla came out of her skin. She could
barely even allow me to use a power saw to cut fallen limbs into
manageable sections. The fear on Marla's face made me keenly aware
that Tracy's misery is every wife's worst nightmare come true.
Not everybody knows Gary Schweinle
on a personal basis like I do, so let me bring everyone up
to speed - Gary had to be one of the most loved people at my
studio. I am not even remotely exaggerating this - Gary,
or Mr. Hat as I called him - was
respected and loved by many many people.
I would have to say Gary was easily the most popular man at
my entire studio. He had a heart as big as Texas.
Did you know upon his death Gary had only been married to
his sweetheart Tracy for two short months? Count the days
yourself: July 12-September 12.
Two months ago at Gary's wedding to Tracy Kirkland, there
were over 100 guests from SSQQ that were able to attend.
That is how much the people here at SSQQ love Gary and
Tracy. (
Wedding Story )
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Gee whiz. That's just not right, is it? If
this was a movie script, we would all say, 'nah, that stuff doesn't
happen in real life. No one gets killed just days after their
wedding.' Except that sometimes it does happen. And when it does, we
realize the hard way that life is cruel. Inconceivably cruel.
For the most part, the people at SSQQ live sheltered, safe lives.
Yes, we have fender benders on occasion, but for the most part we
feel at ease when we walk out the door. It rarely occurs to us that
tragedy could be lurking around the corner.
By coincidence, a day or so earlier I had been walking home from
breakfast at a nearby cafe. As I crossed a minor street, a car made
a fast turn from a major street. A woman talking on a cell phone
assumed she had both sides of the street to make a wide turn, so she
hadn't bothered to properly slow down. I saw her and she saw me at
the some moment. She hit the brakes and I jumped backwards. Problem
solved by a few feet. I spent the remainder of my trip home thinking
about accidents. You never know. I was spared. I thought of writing
the story in last week's Newsletter, but decided it was
unnecessarily morbid. The next day my friend Gary was killed.
The car missed me, but my friend Gary wasn't so lucky. One moment he
was the happiest guy on earth, the next moment he was gone.
Gary leaves behind several daughters from his previous marriage. His
former wife died in a horrible traffic accident
seven years ago. What
I am about to write is way too personal, but if you knew Gary, you
would know he would give me permission to tell the story.
After his wife died, Gary came to SSQQ in
November 2001 in an attempt to pick
up the shattered pieces of his life. I thought he told me he would
drive all the way from Baytown, but in reality I think it was from
his house in Anahuac, which is even further. The drive had to be
well over an hour!
His youngest daughter Kim was
16. Kim took her
mother's untimely death hard. She was in so much pain. Kim had no
idea why her father was dragging her halfway across Texas to some
stupid dance class, but she went along for the ride.
To the surprise of both of them, they had fun. Some dance class on
the other side of the world improbably had given them their first
smile together in a long time. I understand that if we saw this on
Lifetime we might turn it off as too schmaltzy, but that is the
exact story that Gary has told me time and time again.
Gary added that his angry, mixed up and miserable Kimberly magically
started to come out of her shell at the studio. Gary said that his
buddy MG Anseman, their Twostep teacher, had a gift for making his
daughter laugh and feel good about herself.
Gary and Kim continued to make that three hour round trip once,
twice, sometimes three times a week. As the years progressed, Kim
realized that she actually had a gift for dancing. She began to take
private dance lessons. Voila! The next thing you know Kim began to
win dance contests.
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2003 Halloween
Party |
Along the way, Kim entered college and did very well indeed. Today
Kim is ready for graduate school in Nursing.
I watched with growing satisfaction as the young girl who was sloppy
and loud and aggressive when I first met her began her metamorphosis
into a graceful young lady. Kim dressed better, improved her
posture, quieted down, lost some baby fat, and began to smile again
as she gained confidence. To myself, I took note that Kim was
becoming beautiful!
And if you see her on the dance floor, you can't help but be
mesmerized!
One day early in their courtship, Tracy pointed out a girl dancing
out on the floor at Wild West to Gary. Tracy couldn't take her eyes
off the girl. Gary said he knew that girl a little bit. Sure enough,
later on Gary brought Kim over to meet Tracy. When Gary said Kim was
his daughter, Tracy turned red with embarrassment. Gary always did
have a unique sense of humor.
As I have written, Gary has credited my studio for helping both him
and his daughter right the ship. I do not print this to 'brag' about
my studio. That would be inappropriate. But I do know this - when I
was a young man, I came from a broken home. There were several
adults who saw how unhappy I was. These people took me under their
wing and helped me through some very tough times. So I understand
full well what Gary is talking about. The kindness of strangers at
the right time can make such a big difference in people's lives.
There are many people here at this studio who look out for one
another without having to be asked. I for one can testify that the
studio nursed me back to health in 1986 when I hit my own dangerous
low point. That is why I can listen to Gary's story and know exactly
what he means.
201 Nights
There are many stories I could tell about Gary, but there is one
particular story that is important.
Just six weeks ago this summer, Marla and I had the privilege of
sharing in Gary and Tracy's honeymoon. Yes, Gary and Tracy were part
of our Greece-Italy 2008 Cruise.
Every night on that cruise, Gary
and Tracy were accompanied by their close friends at the dinner
table. That had to be the loudest table in the dining room!
At my
table, we could barely hear ourselves think when the laughter hit
the roof. And did we mind? Heaven's no. We loved it!
We loved
hearing the wonderful roars of happiness that came from Gary and
Tracy and their friends. Marla and I would look at each other and
just grin. That is what it's all about.
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Gary, Tracy and
the Noisy Bunch on the Greece 2008 Cruise |
One day our friend Iqbal Nagji took a group of us on a tour of
Athens. Although there were many wonderful things to see, I confess
that the summer sun took its toll on me. I wilted like a flower out
of water. Thank goodness Iqbal found a great place for our group to
have lunch! It was an outdoor café, but we had huge umbrellas to
shield the sun combined with fans that spread cool misted air
throughout. Ah, sanctuary!
Once Tracy figured out the perfect beer for the meal, the four of us
hoisted our bottles in the air and toasted our good fortune to be
together. And that's how it was on this trip - Happiness followed
this couple everywhere they went. This just happened to be the
moment that Marla and I got to bask in their sunshine... it felt
very good indeed.
So Gary was in a talkative mood. When isn't Gary talkative?
Actually, I imagine he can be moody like me, but for the most part
Gary is extremely outgoing. Gary talked for a while about how he and
Tracy met, how their relationship grew, and so on. And then he
returned to the theme of how the studio had helped him so much and
how grateful he was that the studio had helped Kim overcome the
grief of losing her mother. I had heard this before, but saw no
reason to interrupt. Gary seemed to have something he wanted to say.
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This
picture was taken by Marsha Baxmann. It captures the first
moment
on the Greece Cruise 2008 when I saw Tracy and Gary.
As I remember how happy I was to see them, it just breaks my
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Gary said that after a couple years into the studio, something
switched inside of him. Gary realized that he had finally healed
from the loss of his wife. Gary wanted very much to return to the
studio the same warmth that had helped him get back on his feet. So
that is when Gary decided to become a volunteer dance teacher at the
studio. In particular, he teamed up with his buddy MG Anseman. Soon
his friends Gary and Cheryl Davis, another SSQQ couple (2004), began
to volunteer in the same class. And when Tracy came into his life,
she joined in as a volunteer too. With people like Gary and Tracy
and Gary and Cheryl helping him, no wonder MG's students learned
faster than mine!
I find this hard to believe, but for three, four, maybe five years
now, Gary Schweinle made that trip from Anahuac every Sunday
afternoon - his own free time - to help teach a dance class. No one
asked him to do it. It came from within. He said it gave him
tremendous pleasure not only to help people learn to dance, but to
watch some of the people who were down in the dumps start to regain
their confidence. Gary beamed as he told me of all the friends he
made this way.
I had never heard this story before from quite so personal an angle.
I knew Gary enjoyed coming to the studio, but I had no idea the
intensity of his feelings. That's when I realized that Gary
Schweinle was a born social worker. He might not have called it
that, but there is no denying that Gary derived great satisfaction
from helping people.
As we sat around the table at the Greek Café, Marla, Tracy, and
myself didn't really say much. Gary was getting deeper into his
story. Gary was a great raconteur and we enjoyed listening to him.
But now Gary got very quiet. He wanted to say something, but seemed
unsure whether it was appropriate or not. We waited. Gary decided to
continue.
Now I apologize in advance that I
may not get the details perfect, but I promise you that
wherever Gary's soul is, he will guide me as best he can to
capture the right spirit of the story.
Gary said that one night at the studio at the end of
Practice, the place was pretty much deserted. As Gary walked
through the studio, he saw a woman getting ready to leave.
Gary had never seen her before in his life. However Gary was
instantly worried for her. This woman had the most terrible,
awful sad look on her face! Gary stopped the woman and
struck up a conversation.
I am unsure how long the conversation lasted, but Gary said
the conversation became very personal. It became obvious the
woman was in a lot of pain and really needed a friend. Gary
did everything in his power to cheer her up.
A week later, this same woman came up to Gary at the studio.
She smiled and clasped both of his hands. She then told Gary
thank you. The woman said she was pretty sure that she was
going to commit suicide that night when she got home, but
the talk with Gary had helped her change her mind. She said
that Gary had saved her life.
As Gary told us this story, he was embarrassed. He squirmed
in his seat. This is not the kind of story you pass around.
And it is definitely not a story I would have included in
the cruise writeup. But I have included it now because it
shows what a huge heart this man had. As I listened to
Gary's story, I got goose bumps. I want to tell you that I
was in total awe of this man. He got his greatest
satisfaction from contributing to people's lives, be they
friends or strangers.
Gary Schweinle was a great Husband. Gary Schweinle was a
great Dad. Gary Schweinle was a great Friend. But most of
all, Gary Schweinle was a great Human Being.
Gary Schweinle was an incredible guy.
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HERE IS JEANNE'S NOTE:
As many of you know - Gary Schweinle passed away last Friday while
in the midst of preparing for the Hurricane.
His wife Tracy is safe but stunned and numb. She is asking for your
prayers and some personal space.
No arrangements have been made yet and I will keep you informed as
things develop.
HOW CAN YOU HELP?
Prayers of course, but Tracy has asked for help this weekend in
Anahuac. The home that she and Gary shared was virtually destroyed.
The barn is in the house, the shed is down, and the roof is off most
of the house. She is asking for assistance to clear limbs and with
clean up.
Anahuac is under a curfew - so don't arrive before 10 am and will
have to leave before 6 pm
Where: Schweinle Residence, I-10 east to Anahuac exit, head South,
go exactly 5 miles.
Look for drive with archway with 'Schweinle' at the top.
Arrive: after 10am.
Bring: chain saws, saws, rakes, ropes and able bodies
Also, bring your own refreshments - beverages of choice and food -
snacks.
When: Saturday, Sept. 20 and Sunday Sept. 21
I have a 7 passenger Ford Explorer - anyone interested in carpooling
please email me or call me on my cell, 832.283.6951. I live in
Cypress, but we could find a meeting point somewhere to head over.
If you know people that would be willing to help, but do not have
email access, please get in touch with them by phone. Any questions
- contact me.
Thank you - and hope this finds you safe.
I have no power at my home, but I do at work. If anyone needs to
recharge phones or computers, you are welcome to come to Messiah
Lutheran, 11522 Telge Rd., Cypress, TX.
We do not have landline phones, but have free coffee and
electricity.
Jeanne C. Tobin
jtobin16@yahoo.com
(Rick Archer's Note: I suggest
anyone who wishes to volunteer would try to contact Jeanne on Friday
to make sure this trip to Anahuac is still on. Things have a way of
changing these days from hour to hour. But if the clean-up request
is still valid, I think this would be a fine way to pay our respects
to Gary and Tracy and Kim.
Just remember to email or phone Jeanne first to get the latest
information.)
LETTERS ABOUT
GARY
SCHWEINLE
-----Original Message-----
From: M
Sent: Friday, September 19, 2008 12:47 PM
To: dance@ssqq.com
Subject: Photos of Gary and Tracy
Rick, I do not remember if I sent you these photos but I am
going to resend them. That was a wonderful tribute to Gary.
It made me cry. He will be missed. M
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SSQQ Hurricane Status: We will reopen for Business
on Wednesday, Sept 17
Message sent by Rick Archer.
The good news: studio has power and is undamaged other than our sign
was destroyed. Big deal.
Headache 1: My computer was fried so I cannot answer email. I had to
go to TFW Computers - Gary Richardson - just to send out this
message.
Headache 2: 9 pm curfew... maybe we need to close early each night.
I guess we will skip break and go straight through. Until we
understand the problem with the curfew better, we will play it by
ear.
Hurricane Policy regarding missed classes - remember we have
parallel classes for practically every class. Everyone is welcome is
come as many times as possible for the rest of the month.
There will be no credits, no refunds, and no bellyaching. Just be
glad you are safe and that you survived a deadly hurricane that has
left thousands without homes and millions without power.
Keeping things in perspective, most people lost about $10 worth of
classes for a terrible event that created unspeakable hardships for
so many people. So please do not fuss. Let's pick up the pieces, get
rid of the debris, and get things going. The smiles will return as
soon as we start dancing again.
If anyone feels that they did not get their money's worth, they are
welcome to repeat their specific class the next time it is offered
absolutely free on
one condition: Email us before September 30, 2008, that you
wish to retake the class for free the next time it is offered.
We will note your request in your student account.
dance@ssqq.com
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SSQQ Hurricane Status
September 12 2008
September 2008 SSQQ Newsletter Issue Two
Written by Rick Archer
HURRICANE IKE STATUS FOR SSQQ
CLASSES ARE:
OPEN FOR THURSDAY
CLOSED FOR FRIDAY
CLOSED FOR SATURDAY
OPEN ON SUNDAY IF WE HAVE POWER AT THE STUDIO... CHECK THE WEBSITE
OR PHONE 713 861 1906
As Ike tries to decide where to strike, my buddy Leroy Ginzel sent
me a Hurricane Quiz today. I am ashamed to admit I only got 10 right
out of 30. I went back and guessed the first answer to every
question and got a better score. It is pretty humiliating to realize
you are dumber than random chance! Marla did much better with 19
right. If you want to see how you compare to the "ssqq hurricane
experts", give the quiz a try yourself.
http://www.palmbeachpost.com/storm/content/storm/about/quiz.html
It is very difficult to predict where a hurricane will hit. For
example, here are two interesting questions from Leroy's Quiz.
1. What's the National Hurricane Center's forecast "margin of error"
for three days before the projected landfall?
50 miles
100 miles
250 miles
500 miles
1000 miles
2. What's the National Hurricane Center's forecast "margin of error"
for one day before the projected landfall?
50 miles
100 miles
250 miles
500 miles
1000 miles
I was surprised by the answers. Are you curious? Go take Leroy's
quiz. Or scroll to the bottom.
We have good reason to keep an eye on Hurricane Ike. After all, the
hurricane that caused the greatest loss of life in US history hit
Galveston Island back in 1900 after hitting Cuba first. That alone
gets my attention. Hmm. Wouldn't that make a great movie to see?
Let's hope we don't get a first-hand look of our own this weekend.
On the other hand, our local media made complete fools of themselves
by overreacting to a "hurricane" known as Hello Dolly a month or so
ago. It is due our mistrust of the media that we never are quite
sure whether to be safe or cynical.
The greatest panic attack of all came when Rita had Houston dead in
its sights a few years back two and a half days before it hit.
Desperate to escape the same devastation that hit our neighbors in
New Orleans, Houston evacuated from what seemed to be a killer
threat. In the process we created the biggest traffic jam in US
history. What an ordeal! Quite frankly, if the hurricane had indeed
struck Houston, it seemed like half the city was still stuck on
I-45.
Fortunately the hurricane diverted at the last moment to the east.
After all that fear and panic, Houston got a little wind and a
little rain. I think I had a lawn chair blow over. We all felt very
foolish.
So will SSQQ be open or closed for Hurricane Ike? Truthfully, the
answer is "who knows?"
The nice thing about having an answering machine, a web site, and a
newsletter is that I have three excellent tools to spread the word.
If you don't get a special newsletter posting, we are probably open.
But you can always check the website or call 713 861 1906 for the
latest word.
Please be forewarned that one of the irritating things that SSQQ
does is put the answering machine on well ahead of time. The
answering machine delivers the information just as well as a human
being. For example, at some point back in late July, Hurricane Hello
Dolly was supposed to wipe Houston off the map. The media was in a
tizzy. They even brought Neil Frank out of retirement to calm the
panicked masses. I'm sure the new guy loved that move.
Theoretically the latest and greatest storm of the century was
scheduled to hit Texas on Tuesday night. On Monday, the skies were
completely sunny with not a cloud in sight or any discernible
breeze. Nevertheless all day long on Monday I got phone calls to see
if SSQQ would be open on Monday night. Monday night? Are you people
nuts? Not one drop of rain and people are already worried! I
answered the first ten inquiries politely, then I decided it was
time for the answering machine.
Dolly eventually came through and blew over a beer can in my back
yard. So much for the devastation.
My point is simple - the answering machine will do just fine.
Furthermore, if you disagree with whatever decision I come up with,
just remember when it comes to hurricanes, thanks to Leroy we now
have evidence I am probably the worst person to ask what to do. Use
your own judgment. It's bound to better than mine.
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A VERY ODD STORY FROM LAST MONTH'S CARIBBEAN CRUISE
At the end of August, SSQQ completed its 14th cruise.
Although I think overall this cruise was enjoyed by most of our
guests, this cruise was notable for more serious headaches for Marla
and I than all the other cruises put together. I will speak of each
of these problems in due time.
One of the major headaches was a decision by a woman to make herself
part of the group even though we told her to leave. Our wishes were
completely ignored. The woman came and went as she pleased
throughout the week.
That is, she came and went until the SSQQ Get Lost Committee took
matters in their own hands.
I invite all of you to read a very unusual saga.
http://www.ssqq.com/travel/conquest2008.htm
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SEPTEMBER DANCE PARTY ONE: KOOL KAT KLUB
CANCELED
Saturday, September 13, 9 pm - 11 pm, cover charge $7
http://www.ssqq.com/ssqq/party17.htm
SEPTEMBER DANCE PARTY TWO: THE WESTERN HOEDOWN PARTY
Saturday, September 20, 9 pm - 11:30 pm, cover charge $7
http://www.ssqq.com/ssqq/party18.htm
BEG C&W : TEXAS TWOSTEP - Rhonwyn
BEG WESTERN WALTZ - Jill
NIGHT CLUB - Scott
CHER'S FAV GHOST TOWN PTNS - Cher and Robert
SYNCOPATED POLKA PTNS - Linda
JACK'S FAVORITE WHIP PATTERNS - Jack
SEPTEMBER DANCE PARTY THREE: RED HOT BALLROOM
Saturday, September 27
-----Original Message-----
From: Paul Eustace
Sent: Thursday, August 07, 2008 6:29 AM
To: Rick Archer
Subject: Red Hot Ballroom 2008
Red Hot Ballroom 2008 will be held this year on September 27.
The sponsors of the Red Hot Ballroom 2008 (with USA Dance) have
scheduled this as a National Ballroom Dance Week Gala. It will be
held at the Edwin Hornberger Conference Center, previously the
Shamrock Hotel Ballroom at 2151 West Holcombe Blvd., from 8:00 PM
till midnight.
Same as last year, the Maria Williams Band will provide the music
(they're excellent!!) and the hostess will again be Linda Lorelle.
Black tie and evening attire are requested.
As last year, I will be registering people for the SSQQ tables.
There are two levels this year:
Silver Level table @ $70.00 per seat (includes champagne,
decorations and better view of the floor area) Max 10 seats.
Standard table @ $30.00 per seat - Max 10 seats per table.
Individual tickets (non-USA Dance Member) are at $35.00
Full time student tickets with valid ID (open seating) are at $20.00
Our dancers may send me an email ( HeDances@sbcglobal.net ) to
register for this event and bring me their check or cash during the
month of September. Currently, I have a number of names listed for
both tables and will keep you updated to the participants. Please
include "RHB" in the subject line.
Please email me with any questions and I will attempt to answer them
ASAP ... send them to HeDances@sbcglobal.net and put "RHB" in the
subject line.
Regards, Paul Eustace
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: This is a wonderful dance. Not only are there
many great exhibitions, you get the chance to dance the night away
to a terrific band. Plus it's fun to see all your friends look nice
for the occasion.
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Hurricane Quiz: By the way, here are the answers even if you decided
to skip Leroy's quiz: If you guessed 250 for the first question and
100 for the second question, then go to the head of the class.
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September 2008 SSQQ
Newsletter Issue One
Written by Rick Archer
SEPTEMBER DANCE CLASSES
BEGIN SUNDAY, AUGUST 31
THE NEW SSQQ SEPTEMBER DANCE SEMESTER BEGINS SUNDAY, AUGUST 31
http://www.ssqq.com/ssqq/schedule.htm
As always, if you miss classes the first week, you can start in the
second week as well.
DESCRIPTIONS OF CLASSES
http://www.ssqq.com/ssqq/extra.htm
Our Special class of the month is
BEGINNING WESTERN CHA CHA WITH SHARON SHAW
WEDNESDAY EVENINGS AT 7 PM IN SEPTEMBER
ACCELERATED BALLROOM TANGO WITH DAKOTA WILHELM
SUNDAY EVENINGS AT 7:00 PM IN SEPTEMBER
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CRUISING ON THE CARIBBEAN
NEXT WEEK
On Sunday morning, August 24, 144 people from SSQQ will depart for
our Annual Dance Cruise that circles the Caribbean Sea and the Gulf
of Mexico. This total of 144 ties our all-time record set back in
July 2003. The 2003 Jubilee Cruise definitely set the record for
Romance. As I scan the names of the people who went, I see
approximately 20 different SSQQ marriages! I say "approximately"
because there are some couples on the list who haven't quite sealed
the deal yet, but they are definitely on the edge of the ledge.
20 couples! Amazing. That's an awful lot of slow dance and romance.
That total includes Marla and me, by the way. We met on Cruise #2
back in 2001. We have never been apart since. I stole her from
Marla's steady boyfriend she had for six years. No kidding. The guy
was absolutely insane letting her go by herself on that trip. You
snooze you lose. When we got off the ship, we literally had to sneak
up his driveway and get her car back. People always ask how someone
like myself with such a limited personality could land a babe like
Miss M. Everyone always assumes it is because I'm a dancer. How
absurd. Wrong. One word - Tequila. Helping to lower women's
standards for years.
So what about this year's trip? This will be our Fourteenth Trip.
Imagine that! 14 Trips! And each one seems to build on the energy
of the year before. Thanks to our MVP Troublemaker, Phyllis P, and
her Band of Merrye Mischief Makers, I expect the Hot Tub Stuffing
records to fall. Ohmygosh! Phyllis says she plans to get 50 people
in there! Hmm. Now that I think about it, there is also a good
chance that Hot Tub itself might just collapse and fall through to
the deck below.
There is something else I am worried about. Did you know that Mr.
Handsome complained about the excessive heat of the hot tub water
last year? With all those people in there, the darn thing looks like
a crawfish boil. Those people are going to be cooked to death!
With that many bodies in the over-heated hot tubs, I just won't be
able to taste the soup on the trip with any kind of enthusiasm. What
if I find a loose toe? What if my friends are in there?
This year, I have decided to try a new hot tub activity, maybe wean
the crowd off of toe-sucking and stewing. I am introducing the
Sing-Along competition! I have laminated the lyrics to 30 famous
songs. Most of them are Beach Boys and Beatles music from the 60s,
but we have some Country songs, some Romantic songs, and some Done
Me Wrong songs as well for variety. The idea is to divide the Hot
Tub into two groups. I am bringing a boom box along to help people
remember the melody of each song. So one team studies the lyrics,
then sings away. Then the other team sings the same song. The judge
decides which team won the round. My judge will be none other than
the amazing Holly Jolly, a former nightclub chanteuse on Broadway! I
kid you not! Holly has such an incredible voice that she can even
tune me out (to great applause, I might add). So Holly can't be on a
team. It would be like putting Michael Jordan on your pickup B-Ball
team. Instead Holly has agreed to referee. Holly is the best
friend of Troublemaker's sister, so don't mess with the Umpire's
decisions unless you want your entire vacation ruined. Phyllis will
make you miserable. You will be Stew when she is Through and we will
sip you at dinner. However, I do believe Holly can be bribed.
Now I realize my Sing-Along competition is a brand new risky
venture, but I am betting it has to be more fun than toe-sucking.
Do you have any idea how bad the
toe-sucking pictures look to the people back at the studio? It gives
us such a terrible reputation! But what if people were to see
pictures of us singing? They would think so much better of us!
There's a book called "Left Behind" where God calls all the good
people to Heaven and leaves the heathens on Earth to fend for
themselves. Well, here at the studio, things are reversed. Here at
SSQQ the left-behind people are the saints. They all tell me how
peaceful things are when the heathens are gone.
We have another new feature on this year's trip: Salsa Rueda. Rueda
is a dance where salsa dancers form a huge circle and perform
identical patterns. Then they rotate to another partner. It is the
perfect activity for a large group like ours. If we turn out to be
any good at it, we can perform at the Talent Show on the final day
of the trip. With our friends cheering for us, we should get a gold
medal! Plus maybe we make the cruise
ship's DVD and we can be famous.
I think we are in for a wild trip, folks. Better put your seat belts
on.
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AUGUST DANCE PARTY TWO: THE BEACH BALL WESTERN PARTY
Saturday, August 23, 9 pm - Midnight (and possibly even later),
cover charge $7
http://www.ssqq.com/ssqq/party16.htm
CRASH COURSES FROM 7-9 pm (to register, just show up and sign in at
the door)
$15 Person, $25 Couple
RICK ARCHER QUICK NOTE: If you are a good Western Swing Dancer,
you want to take Rick's Ghost Town CC. The two patterns are
extremely challenging and original. In fact, they are competition
dance patterns. Very pretty. Even Cher was impressed.
However, if you are a beginning Western Swing dancer, please don't
take this class. It is too difficult. There is a lot of material
to cover and I will tell you if I think this class is over your
head.
BEG TWOSTEP - tba
INTERMEDIATE TWOSTEP AND POLKA CIRCLE TURNS - Linda (replacing
Ben's cancelled class)
BEG WESTERN WALTZ - Jill
RICK'S FAVORITE GHOST TOWN PATTERNS - Rick
DIRTY DANCING - Ben (couples only) CANCELLED (Ben's Father-in-law
is very sick)
BEG WEST COAST SWING - Joe/Patty
BALLROOM DANCING FOR THE AUGUST CRUISE - Marla
Dress: Wear Hawaiian Shirts, Sun Dresses, Shorts, or Bathing Suit
Pullovers. In fact, anything tropical & colorful is fine. All we
care about is that you wear something so loud you can barely hear
the music. Or wear something so skimpy (grass skirts/
bikinis/nothing at all) we won't even care if music is playing!!
If you are new to the studio, let me start by telling you this
party is one of our three biggest parties of the year (Halloween
and Sock Hop are the other two).
For starters, this is a "two parties in one" Dance Party! This
will be a combination Western and Whip Party - we will have the
dancing going in two rooms all night long. We will have Western
music in Room 1 including Waltz, Swing and Cha Cha music. In
addition there will be West Coast Swing and Hustle music in Room 4.
The Beach Ball is traditionally a very wild party.
One reason this party is so big is that it takes place the night
before the big Caribbean dance cruise pushes off. We have 150
people or so going on this year's trip. Most of those crazies
think this party is the start of their trip! Some people even
bring their luggage with them to the party. They are already set
on "Cruise Control".
Or should I say "out of control"?
After all, the Cruisers are already on Vacation and they don't feel
any need to behave! Whatever they do wrong, hopefully no one will
remember when they come back a week later.
Plus they don't even have to get up in the morning. We just send
the cruise bus over to pick up the bodies. The few remaining sober
people carry the bodies onto the bus and the cruise begins!
As a result, we expect 150 people to be at this party, but it could
easily surpass 200.
And even if you aren't going on this cruise, so what, you will
enjoy feeding off of the insanity. The party itself will be
marvelous fun. And then you can join us next year!
One more reason to attend: Many of the women will be scantily
clad. Need I say more??
One favor to ask: Bring food. Bring lots of food. This is going
to be a big party. The more fuel we have, the wilder it gets!
Thanks.
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SO HOW DID THE GREECE - ITALY CRUISE TURN OUT?
(REPRINTED FROM LAST WEEK'S NEWSLETTER, PLEASE SCROLL DOWN IF YOU
HAVE ALREADY READ IT)
http://www.ssqq.com/travel/greece2008.htm
I am pleased to report I have finished three pages of stories about
our recent Greece - Italy Cruise that took place at the end of July
2008.
Even though it is only three pages, there quite a few Chapters.
You can read the following stories:
1. Pre-Cruise Headaches
2. The Vatican Museum
3. Stranger in a Strange Land
4. The Borghese Gallery
5. The Spanish Steps
6. The Great Gelato Shakedown
7. Trevi Fountain
8. Victor Emmanuel and the Pantheon
9. The Roman Forum and Julius Caesar
10. Augustus Caesar and Birth of the Roman Empire
11. The Roman Colosseum
12. The Gladiators
13. Christian Martyrs
14. Nero the Zero
15. The Great Fire of Rome
16. The Year of the Four Emperors
17. The Fall of the Roman Empire
I would like to share a couple stories about the trip. One day our
group was traipsing through Athens. Let me tell you something -
Athens is a vast city! Once you climb up to the top of the
Acropolis in the center of Athens, you can see the entire city
stretch for miles in every direction.
Now let me add that Athens was not the easiest place to figure out.
Have you heard the saying, "It's all Greek to me"?
Apparently this saying goes back to Shakespeare. The line was first
spoken by Casca, one of the conspirators against Caesar in the
first act of 'Julius Caesar.' He was speaking of the comments made
by Cicero after Caesar three times refused the crown of emperor.
Cicero actually did speak in Greek, using that language as a device
to make sure that casual passers-by did not understand his remarks.
Today the expression 'It's all Greek to me' simply means that what
has been said is beyond the speaker's understanding."
Let me add that during my visit to Athens I did not need an
explanation of this phrase. Every sign was in Greek. Every map
was in Greek. And the Greek taxi drivers were determined to
overcharge at every turn. The city was vast and difficult to
fathom. Plus unlike Rome, very few people spoke English. I felt
lost.
One of the members of our group, Iqbal, offered to guide a large of
us through Athens. Almost immediately things started to go wrong.
The taxi drivers worked as a unit. They all demanded 25 Euros ($50
US) for a 10-minute drive to the Acropolis even though the sign in
the cruise ship parking lot specifically stated 8 Euros.
Iqbal realized how expensive this would be for us. He led our
entire group of 22 over to a bus stop, personally paid for every
ticket, and got us a quick bus ride to the Metro subway station.
None of us would have had a clue where the bus station was or which
bus to take.
Furthermore we would have never found that Metro station in a
million years. It was at least a mile from the ship and virtually
unrecognizable if you didn't already know where you were going.
But Iqbal knew exactly where it was.
The next thing that went wrong was that half the Metro workers were
on strike that day till 9 am. As a result, we could not reach the
closest exit to the Acropolis.
I know how ridiculous this sounds. Don't ask me to explain because
I am not too clear myself. All I know is that Iqbal said that one
of the two Metro lines would not be in service till 9 am. Since it
was only 8:15 AM, Iqbal got us back on the Metro and took us to
another exit that was close enough to the Acropolis for us to walk.
Now Iqbal led us through an incredible twisty maze of narrow
streets and alleys. I kept expecting the Minotaur to leap out and
eat one of us for breakfast. Suddenly out of nowhere the Acropolis
appeared! Iqbal had successfully guided us to our destination!
For the rest of the day, Iqbal patiently led us throughout Athens.
He took us to the Temple of Zeus, he took us to see the changing of
the guard, he found a great spot for us to get lunch, he took us to
the National Museum, he found a great spot for us to shop, and at
the end of the day he got us home with just a few minutes to spare.
When you stop and think about it, Iqbal had given up an entire day
of his own vacation to help us negotiate the deeply confusing
streets of Athens. He certainly deserves our gratitude!
Another story involves a lady who took me aside and thanked me for
organizing the trip. As I always do, I quickly explained that
Marla had done all the work. The lady smiled and nodded that she
understood my point. Then she said she had something she wanted to
tell me.
She said that she signed up for this trip by herself. She said she
didn't a soul in the group. She said that she had wanted to visit
this area of the world for a long time, but didn't have anyone in
her life who could find the time to go with her. She said this
trip was literally the answer to her prayer. Now she wanted to say
how grateful she was that a single lady from the other side of the
planet could feel so completely safe in such a confusing
environment thanks to us.
I smiled. I had heard this before. I remember feeling the same way
about MG Anseman back in 2004 when he led an entire group of us
through the crazy streets of New Orleans during Mardi Gras. Thanks
to MG, we had the absolute time of our lives and felt totally
secure in the process.
I thanked the lady for her kind words. Then I added I felt the
same way she did. This time it was Iqbal who guided us through the
strange land. I ruefully thought back to how lost I had been in
Rome. Thank goodness we had Iqbal to guide us through Athens!
Not only did he save each person a tremendous amount of money, but
Iqbal made us feel secure. We were able to enjoy Athens so much
more knowing that we had someone who not only knew how to get us
back to the ship, but could keep an eye on the clock as well.
It is fun for someone like this lady to tell me how much she
appreciated the opportunity this cruise offered her to fulfill a
dream, but the truth is that people like Marla and Iqbal deserve
the credit.
Here at SSQQ we have a wonderful community. Not only do we have
wonderful fun together, we all look out for each other.
Never was this truth more apparent than on this trip to distant
foreign lands.
http://www.ssqq.com/travel/greece2008.htm
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ANNOUNCING THE 2009 BARCELONA CRUISE
(REPRINTED FROM LAST WEEK'S NEWSLETTER, PLEASE SCROLL DOWN IF YOU
HAVE ALREADY READ IT)
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: The buzz this announcement created in just one
week has been off the charts. Marla says she already has 20 people
committed to the trip. Two ladies - Cher and Becky - are thinking
about bringing their mothers along. One lady is bringing her whole
family.
The reason is simple - this is a fantastic list of places to visit.
No question about it.)
One interesting development during the Italy-Greece Trip was that
the main topic of conversation was where we wanted to go next year
in 2009. The consensus was strongly in favor of going to Barcelona
and making the Magic Triangle Trip across the Western Mediterranean
Sea.
Due to an odd arrangement of dates in 2009, the studio is going to
be closed for seven days near the end of September. We have never
taken a week off in September before in thirty years, so this is a
peculiar circumstance (one reason is that instead of 28 days of
classes in December, we will only have 25 days of classes).
The point is that this is the perfect opportunity for the studio to
take a cruise! No student has to miss a class and no teacher has
to find a substitute. Instead we are all going to Spain!
Marla decided to announce the trip way earlier than usual so
everyone can start making their plans. Here is Marla's letter:
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Buenos Dias, Bon Jour, Buena Sera Everybody!
Next year we have a fabulous trip scheduled to some of the most
romantic locations imaginable in Spain, Italy, and France.
There has been so much excitement generated from our most recent
destination cruise to the Eastern Mediterranean that I have been
asked to announce next year's cruise plans earlier than we ever
have previously.
Yes, the rumblings are TRUE!!! We had such an awesome time in
Rome, Athens and Turkey that we are going to visit the Western side
of the Mediterranean on September 27th, 2009.
Leaving from Barcelona, we will set sail once again on the stunning
Western Mediterranean for 7 nights visiting the birthplace of the
Renaissance on Royal Caribbean's Voyager of the Seas.
FYI - The Voyager is a sister ship to the Navigator that we took
for our 2008 Greece trip. It offers the same beautiful facilities.
Our cruise departs Barcelona on Sunday, September 27th and returns
to Barcelona on Sunday, October 3rd. The studio will be closed for
a week's vacation during this time period. This will allow all of
our instructors and students the opportunity to take the cruise
without missing any days at the studio.
Barcelona - our chance to visit the Picasso Museum and watch
beautiful women dance the Flamenco!
Naples - the ruins of Pompeii at the foot of Mount Vesuvius, the
Amalfi Coast, and the incredible Renaissance art in the Museum di
Capodimonte!
Rome - need we say anything at all!
Florence - the Leaning Tower of Pisa and Michelangelo's David just
for starters!
Nice - a chance to visit Monaco and Monte Carlo and see the famous
beaches of the most famous resort on the Mediterranean!
Marseilles - Cathedrals, Museums, Beaches, and the French Alps plus
the most beautiful women in all of Europe (according to the travel
guide)!
6 incredible places to visit! What more glorious adventure could
you ever imagine?
Sailing Itinerary:
Day Port *** Arrive Depart Activity
27-Sept Barcelona, Spain 7:00 PM
28-Sept Cruising
29-Sept Naples, Capri, Italy 7:00 AM 7:00 PM Docked
30-Sept Civitavecchia (Rome), Italy 7:00 AM 7:00 PM Docked
01-Oct Livorno (Florence/Pisa), Italy 7:00 AM 7:00 PM Docked
02-Oct Villefranche (Nice), France 7:00 AM 7:00 PM Tendered
03-Oct Provence (Marseilles), France 7:00 AM 5:00 PM Docked
04-Oct Barcelona, Spain 6:00 AM
We were able to get a great rate for this sailing time. We decided
to beat the summer crowds and heat and schedule next year's cruise
during a more pleasant time of year. We will be saying hello to
Fall during this sailing. Average high temperatures will be in a
very pleasant 70 degree range.
Rates are as follows:
Inside Cabin (Category N) -- $1066 per person double occupancy
Oceanview Cabin (Category I) --$1356 per person double occupancy
Balcony Cabin (Category E1) -- $1516 per person double occupancy
Air and ground transportation is additional. You will be
responsible for your own transportation unless you book your
transportation through Royal Caribbean. The current rate is $1596.
Personally, this seems high. You should be able to do better on
your own.
Regardless, this is not an inexpensive trip! However, I will
guarantee you, it will be another trip of a lifetime! What better
way to explore these major cultural centers with such fascinating
histories than sharing the adventure with your friends? This is
yet another chance to see extraordinary works of art and
architecture in addition to joining the jet-setters in Cannes and
Monte Carlo.
We even have a day at sea to enjoy the fabulous onboard experience
that the Voyager of the Seas offers. We enjoyed all that the
amenities that the Navigator allowed, since the Voyager is her
sister ship, we can have just as much fun!
And guess what? There is dancing through out the ship. The venues
names are changed but the facilities remain the same -- A beautiful
wooden dance floor is featured in a spacious attractive non-smoking
lounge. The ship is so plush even the Disco has a wooden floor as
well.
A much more extensive write-up will be on the SSQQ website shortly.
I just wanted to get some advance feedback from the group as to
who thinks that they might be joining us.
First deposits of $250 per person ($500 for single occupancy) must
be into me by October 29th, 2008.
I hope you will be able to join Rick and me for another exciting
adventure!
And yes, of course we will have the "Same Time, Next Year Western
Caribbean sailing. Details on that will be out shortly after the
first of the year.
Adios, Au Revoir, Ciao "ya'll" . . .
Marla Archer
SSQQ Dance Studio
marla@ssqq.com
713 862-4428
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DARYL'S DANCE ARTICLE: SHALL WE DANCE?
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: On Wednesday, August 20, Daryl Armstrong, SSQQ
Western Instructor Extraordinaire, handed me a copy of the current
Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo Magazine. Daryl pointed to an
article about the history of dancing in Texas. Believe it or not,
the article quoted me! That was certainly a surprise.
David Letterman says You Know You Are Getting Old when you don't
have to bother reading about history, you just remember it. I
suppose if you hang around long enough, you turn into a historian.
Actually, I probably do have the best story about Western dancing
here in Houston on the Internet. Known as the 'History of Western
Swing', it is a funny story about how a brand new dance was born
right here in the Bayou City and how I was here to watch it happen.
http://www.ssqq.com/stories/westswng.htm
Since I am now considered an
'authority', I
guess that gives me the right to comment on Ms. Baird's article.
In general, it was an interesting read, but I raised an eyebrow
on three occasions.
First, Ms. Baird described the Texas Twostep as two long steps
followed by step-close-step. Maybe that's how they do it in
Dallas, but not down here in Houston.
Second, Ms. Baird talked about a dance known as redowa, a waltz
variation of some sort. I don't think so. I have never heard of
that one in my life. She had to get that name off of some internet
site.
Third, Ms. Baird didn't say a word about Western Swing.
Conclusion - I am not quite sure Ms. Baird is a dancer. But her
article is interesting nonetheless. Here it is:
SHALL WE DANCE?
Article written by Stephanie Earthman Baird
This article appeared in the Fall 2008 Issue of
The Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo Magazine
Story contributed to the Newsletter by SSQQ Western Instructor
Daryl Armstrong
From dancing in place during RODEO HOUSTON concert to "Dancin' in
the Dome" at The Hideout, award-winning country acts at the Houston
Livestock Show and Rodeo provide the perfect opportunity to tap
your toes. One of the oldest arts, dance, along with music,
expresses the soul and spirit of a culture. Country and Western
dancing is a part of this universal language, and its roots spread
deep and wide. It is not the steps that Country and Western
dancing special, as there are only a few basic dance steps in the
world, but rather its history and its style.
During the pioneer days of the United States, immigrant settlers
had little or no familiarity with each other's customs. From the
festive rituals of Germany, the pubs of Ireland, and the ballrooms
of France, early settlers brought unique dance combinations to the
growing nation. As they adjusted to their new home, these pioneers
gathered and dance on common ground through community events.
Barn raisings, quilting bees and other social celebrations laid the
foundation for the development of Country and Western dance. At
these events, the traditional dances of faraway places mixed,
mingled and evolved into American versions of formal squares and
rounds. "Squares" refer to structured group dances, while "Rounds"
are dances performed simultaneously by partners following each
other around a large circle.
Squares and rounds graced the dance floor at both formal and
informal gatherings. Formal invitations to social balls included
dance cards, which listed 10 to 12 dances to be performed in
sequence. Farmers and country folk usually were not invited to the
formal balls of the upper class. Instead, dressed in their Sunday
best, they found themselves in neighbor's houses, where everyone
was invited. These barn dances, which originated in Scotland in the
1860s, were at the core of Country and Western dancing and remained
popular until the early 1900s.
Traditional squares danced in the early days, such as France's
quadrille and the contra, form the root of American square dancing.
Three round dances - the schottische, polka, and the waltz - were
integral to square dancing groups at the time.
At the beginning of the 20tgh century, American dancing changed
profoundly. Quadrilles and contras declined in popularity. People
modified the waltz and forgot the polka. The foxtrot, Charleston,
and rumba dominated the dance floor instead. It took nostalgic
yearnings after World War II to spawn a rediscovery of the
old-fashioned square dance. Groups expanded, new groups formed and
new callers - the people who called out the next move- were
developed. Meanwhile, round dances were set to new music and
rhythms.
With the advent of radio, the offbeat cadence of Country and
Western music shaped Texas-style dancing. Radio stations helped
coming country music, barn dancing and square dances. Hillbilly,
mountain and folk music moved traditional dance pattern closer to
modern Country and Western dance.
Jazz even played a role in the C&W dance development in the early
1930s. Texas' Bob Wills jazzed up country string instruments and
created a genre of music know as Western Swing. Today's modern
country swing dance was influenced directly by Wills' music and the
way folks moved to its beat.
However, it was not until the 1970s and 1980s that traditional
Texas dances gained national attention under the name of Country
and Western dancing. Discos gave way to dance halls, honky-tonks
and country dance clubs. Movies such as "Urban Cowboy" had everyone
dressing and dancing like cowboy and cowgirls. In 1982, Congress
named square dancing the nation's official folk dance.
According to Rick Archer, owner of a local dance club and studio,
"Urban Cowboy" caused seismic shifts in the Houston dance scene. "I
watched Houston nightclubs switch from Disco to Western dancing
with staggering speed," said Archer.
But Disco did not die without leaving its footprints on Country and
Western dance moves. "Practically overnight we stepped across the
floor in a more sophisticated manner with added turns and spins.
Guys started moving forward with their right arm around their
partner's back instead of crooked around her neck," explained
Archer.
Texas dances mostly are variations of the traditional Twostep. Once
a rather simple barn dance consisting of a basic walking step, the
Texas Twostep borrows figures form both the international foxtrot
and swing. It consists of two long steps and a step-close-step to
two-four time. Texans sometimes add a personal touch with a unique
crouch and gait, but generally, excessive pumping of arms up and
down is considered embarrassing.
Texans also enjoy other traditional dances such as the polka, the
waltz, and the swing. The polka is a high-energy dance that moves
counter-clockwise around the floor. This dance originated from a
Bohemian peasant girl and was introduced to society in 1844.
Today's Texans step left-close-left, right-close-right - a Twostep
with a hop.
Dancers still get cozy with the once taboo waltz. Gentlemen steer
and whirl ladies around the dance floor to this fancy Bohemian
Twostep called a redowa. In Texas, the waltz inspired such songs as
Ernest Tubbs "Waltz Across Texas". "With your hand in mine, I
could dance on and on; I could waltz across Texas with you," Tubbs
sang.
Otherwise known as the jitterbug, the swing, with its fast spins
and intricate patterns, is a versatile dance that rangers from
freestyle to highly choreographed movements. At its root is a jazzy
Twostep danced by African-Americans on the plantations in the South
and modernized during Will's era.
Texans also participate in line dancing - where no partner is
needed. Line dances are patterned after the German schottische and
what would now be called "clogging".
These dances typically require high energy and lots of noise.
Walking, kicking, swiveling and turning sequences progress in line,
much like skaters. Song such as "Achy Breaky Heart" and "Boot
Scootin' Boogie" are famous nationwide as line dance music. And
the ever-popular "Cotton-Eyed Joe" still draws big audiences to the
dance floor. As the country music group Alabama sing, "I remember
down in Houston, we were putting' on a show, when a cowboy in the
back stood up and yelled, 'Cotton-Eyed Joe!'"
Whether kickin' up their heels or scootin' a boot, Texans always
find a reason to dance!
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GARELD IS FAMOUS
In last week's Newsletter, I wrote about Gareld McEathron's
upcoming 80th Birthday. Gareld will be celebrating this special
event with us on Sunday during our dance cruise.
Gareld is enjoying a week long birthday party. Gareld's family was
so mad at him for having the nerve to go on a cruise on his
birthday, they insisted on throwing his 'land party' a week earlier
so they could participate. As a result, at least 40 or 50 SSQQ
dropped by his house last Saturday, August 16, to pay their
respects to Gareld. And guess what, pretty soon we are all going to
be singing to him again!
However I have been a little embarrassed. I cannot seem to spell
the man's name right to save my soul. Here is a paragraph from
last week's story:
"You would think after all the many things that Gerald has shared
with me that I would learn how to spell his name correctly. Not
so. According to Google, as recently as 2006 I was still spelling
his first name 'Garald'. Nor is he alone. Poor Jamie Mabry, one
of my favorite instructors, has been here at the studio since 1999,
but I still spell her name 'Jaime'. Is that sad or what? Once I
get a name in my head the wrong way, I have fits getting it
rewired. Oh well, they all know that I love them."
The only problem is, his name isn't "GERALD", its "GARELD". I
spelled his name correctly one single time in last week's article,
but I misspelled it twenty times. Like I said, once I get it wrong
in my brain, I just can't seem to get it fixed. This goofy
incident with Gareld's name is the perfect example. Of course it
doesn't help that my computer spell-check can't stand me spelling
it "Gareld". Maybe that's it - the computer respells it when I am
not looking! That's my excuse!
In the meantime, my friend Kathleen Ballanfant who publishes the
Bellaire Newspaper saw my story about Gareld and insisted she
interview him for her paper. So Gareld and his beautiful wife
Virginia were featured in this week's issue of the SOUTHWEST NEWS.
Just in case you don't find a copy at the studio, here is the
article from the newspaper:
SOUTHWEST NEWS
DANCING THEIR WAY THROUGH LIFE
Written by Kyla Torres
All Gareld McEathron wanted to do was learn to waltz before he left
on a trip to France. His wife Virginia says it's a good thing
the SSQQ Dance Studio wasn't offering
waltz lessons that month, otherwise they
might never have met.
McEathron went to his first dance at age 13. At the time, he
worked after school and on Saturdays shining shoes in a hotel
barbershop in Philip, S.D.
His employer was dating a woman with a 17-year-old sister. The
woman wanted to go to a dance at the local auditorium, but
could not without finding a date for her
teenage sister.
As Gareld put it, "Therefore, the barber requested that I take the
sister, as she would NOT go unescorted, and he would pay for
our
tickets."
That was the night that McEathron first learned to dance.
When his family moved to Corpus Christi, he said he went to
"Twixteen Night" every Friday at a ballroom with a balcony
overlooking the bay.
"I seldom missed a night and we taught ourselves to do jitterbug
and foxtrot dances," he said.
His first wife contracted polio when she was carrying their second
child in 1953, virtually ending their nights out dancing.
From 1985 to 1990, McEathron commuted on business to a small
town in France, where friends at the hotel
in which he stayed invited him to dance
parties. He was still rusty on his waltz, though.
After his wife passed away in 1990, he decided to learn to waltz
before going on a trip back to France. His children had given
him a Learning Leisure certificate for
Christmas so he could take waltz lessons
at SSQQ.
"Two months later, I took a rumba class that was short of women so
the instructor invited Virginia to help out," he said. "We
started dating and were married a year
later, in 1994."
They continue to take dancing lessons at the SSQQ.
McEathron says dancing not only helped him meet Virginia, but also
has kept him in great health.
"I firmly believe that the continuous dancing since I retired 16
years ago has contributed significantly to my abilities to
continue an active life," he said.
The couple will celebrate Gareld's 80th birthday on Aug. 24 along
with 142 other SSQQ dancers on a seven-day cruise to the
Caribbean.
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: Virginia confided
in me at Gareld's party this past weekend
that her eyes lit up when she saw Gareld in that Rumba
class. She liked Gareld from the very start.
As Virginia put it, "Gareld is not only
brilliant, he is the kindest man I have
ever met. And he likes to dance!
How did I
ever get so lucky!?"
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UTTER STUPIDITY
I collect various stories from time to time and publish them on the
SSQQ website. One section I keep adding to is titled
"STUPIDITY".
Already present in this Hall of Shame is the story about Larry the
Moron, the infamous American Icarus who neared killed himself
by tying one hundred balloons to his lawn
chair. When he released the chair from his
backyard, he shot five miles into the sky! What a
great story.
This month I have added three new stories. The first one is about
the Grand Canyon that was contributed by none other than our
Birthday Boy Gareld McEathron. This true story is about a man
who nearly killed himself leaping from one
ledge to another in the Grand Canyon. The
entire sequence was caught on camera. The story
had a very unusual ending, by the way.
http://ssqq.com/archive/vinlin15.htm
The second story involves
two different incidents where men were
shot in the head by dangerous hunting arrows... and both men lived!
That's pretty remarkable.
But let me add that "stupidity" was involved in one of the
incidents. Let me upgrade that to "immense stupidity".
Warning: very disturbing and graphic pictures
http://ssqq.com/archive/arrowhead.htm
The final story is about
a million dollar yacht that fell out of a
crane sling and crashed nose-first into the water. Not only was
the yacht destroyed, but two men were on it during the crash!
Interesting story.
http://ssqq.com/archive/yachtmishap.htm
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SMART OR STOOPID
Contributed by Charlie Denton
Charlie sent in a pretty interesting quiz. It is on the level. No
tricks, no one will scream at you. Just go see how smart you are.
http://www.flashbynight.com/test/
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RED HOT BALLROOM ON SEPTEMBER 27
-----Original Message-----
From: Paul Eustace
Sent: Thursday, August 07, 2008 6:29 AM
To: Rick Archer
Subject: Red Hot Ballroom 2008
Red Hot Ballroom 2008 will be held this year on September 27.
The sponsors of the Red Hot Ballroom 2008 (with USA Dance) have
scheduled this as a National Ballroom Dance Week Gala. It will be
held at the Edwin Hornberger Conference Center, previously the
Shamrock Hotel Ballroom at 2151 West Holcombe Blvd., from 8:00 PM
till midnight.
Same as last year, the Maria Williams Band will provide the music
(they're excellent!!) and the hostess will again be Linda Lorelle.
Black tie and evening attire are requested.
As last year, I will be registering people for the SSQQ tables.
There are two levels this year:
Silver Level table @ $70.00 per seat (includes champagne,
decorations and better view of the floor area) Max 10 seats.
Standard table @ $30.00 per seat - Max 10 seats per table.
Individual tickets (non-USA Dance Member) are at $35.00
Full time student tickets with valid ID (open seating) are at $20.00
Our dancers may send me an email ( HeDances@sbcglobal.net ) to
register for this event and bring me their check or cash during the
month of September. Currently, I have a number of names listed for
both tables and will keep you updated to the participants. Please
include "RHB" in the subject line.
Please email me with any questions and I will attempt to answer
them ASAP ... send them to HeDances@sbcglobal.net and put "RHB" in
the subject line.
Regards, Paul Eustace
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: This is a wonderful dance. Not only are there
many great exhibitions, you get the chance to dance the night away
to a terrific band. Plus it's fun to see all your friends look
nice for the occasion.
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COMPLAINT OF THE MONTH - WHY CAN'T I EXCHANGE MY GROUP CLASS
TUITION FOR PRIVATE LESSONS?
I was 27 years old when I taught my first dance class way back in
1977. I got my first big break from a man named Lance Stevens. At
the time, Mr. Stevens ran a studio known as "Stevens of Hollywood".
Mr. Stevens hired me to teach Disco Dancing on a part-time basis.
He absolutely hated Disco music. I on the other hand enjoyed the
music and the dancing thoroughly. At the time, neither of us had
any idea a movie titled "Saturday Night Fever" was just about to
debut.
In the space of six months, I went from teaching one dinky Disco
class a week to teaching 30 classes a week! That started my
career.
http://www.ssqq.com/stories/advent06.htm
Along the way, I took the opportunity to study my boss in action.
In the two-year period that I watched Mr. Stevens interact with his
customers at his studio, my impression was he was about as rude to
his customers as any person I had ever met. He was a gruff,
sarcastic man who could be very blunt if he wasn't impressed with
your dancing.
By chance, I am now the same age today (58) as Mr. Stevens was when
I started my career. In other words, I am getting my chance to see
things from the identical career time frame as my mentor. And I
have noticed there are times when I can be just as short, sarcastic
and rude as the person I criticized thirty years ago. I am
reminded of the old saying, "Don't criticize till you have walked
in the other man's shoes".
By and large, I am very grateful to the people who keep me in
business. I take great pride in watching my students improve as
dancers and I thoroughly enjoy all the great friends I have made
through my studio. I totally admit I have a great job.
So why do I get so grouchy now and then? Because 1% of my
customers drive me up a wall.
Now I realize one percent is not a large figure, but when you have
1,300 customers a month, that means there are at least 13 incidents
a month that are very unpleasant.
Actually this number is wrong. Not only are there 13 nasty
incidents a month that require a profound amount of patience, there
are probably another 40 minor incidents that add up as well.
One of my favorite sayings is "Many of you, few of me." People
forget that over time little grains of sand have created the
gigantic Grand Canyon through erosion.
After 30 years in business, sometimes I feel "eroded" as well.
Nothing erodes me faster than arguing about money. About two years
ago, I was so fed up with people demanding refunds that I wrote a
dozen different articles on this subject alone.
1. Refund
2. Refund Overview
3. Electronic Transactions
4. Deal is Deal
5. Refund Defeat
6. Double Charges
7. Switching Classes
8. Refund Arguments
9. Exceptions
10. Exceptions Overview
11. Credits
12. MBA Refund Struggle
If you are curious, all these articles can be found by visiting
this link:
http://ssqq.com/information/refund.htm
Here is a question: Why would I spend time writing a dozen
articles on the same subject? I can give you a simple one-word
answer: Guilt.
There is a part of me that wants every customer to like my studio.
I get upset when people tell me my policies are wrong or unfair.
But there is another side of me that says you can't run a business
without rules.
So I wrote the articles as a way to justify in my own mind what is
fair to the customer and what is fair to the business.
One of the things I learned while writing those articles was that
once a student asks for a Refund, they are probably lost to us a
customer. If we give them a Refund, we never see them again. If we
refuse to give them a Refund, we never see them again. Either way,
we never see them again.
Sorry to say, it is my experience that no matter how much I write
in an email or talk over the phone, no matter how many Internet or
Newsletter articles I write, once someone heads for the Refund
Door, they aren't coming back. That is the Point of No Return.
Back when I wrote my Dozen Refund articles, as I reviewed one
incident after another, I had to admit that not one time in my
entire life did I manage to persuade a dissatisfied customer that
my rules were fair and that they should continue to like my studio
even though they didn't get their way. NOT ONE TIME.
Given this realization, I became cynical. If all my attempts to
appeal to a person's sense of reason are a total waste of time,
then why bother arguing at all?
Ever since I came to that conclusion, when it comes to Refund
emails, I have lost all interest in arguing. I give short,
perfunctory answers that assume I have no chance whatever to make
both the customer happy and me happy at the same time. Nor have I
ever found any middle ground for compromise.
However, once in a while, I try to challenge my own assumptions.
Is it really true that it is a hopeless waste of time to argue with
a student about money?
Recently I decided to give more than my usual 30-second reply to a
student. As you will see, the argument centered on the single
most-misunderstood rule at SSQQ:
GROUP TUITION CANNOT BE SWITCHED TO PRIVATE LESSONS
-----Original Message-----
From: MM
Sent: Saturday, August 16, 2008 6:40 PM
To: dance@ssqq.com
Subject: Dissatisfied with Salsa Class
My husband and I attended our first class on Tues there were too
many people and my husband is completely dissatisfied and he feels
that he would learn more with private lessons.
Could we get a refund back or a credit for the private lessons so
we can use it to pay for private lessons with Linda? My husband
really wants to learn and so do I but we had no idea there were so
many people in the regular lesson and we need extra help. So, if
you can help us out we would like to set up private classes with
Linda. Could you please help us out?
You can call me if you have any questions.
-----Original Message-----
From: Rick Archer
To: MM
Sent: Sun, 17 Aug 2008 9:52 am
Subject: Dissatisfied with Salsa Class
I understand that classes are crowded in Salsa and while this is
exciting for some, it is less enjoyable for others.
We have specific rules that cover this situation. This is the
third week of class. We are past the time to ask for refunds and
group tuition cannot be transferred to privates.
I realize this sounds cold and harsh, but these are the rules.
Please forgive.
-----Original Message-----
From: MM
Sent: Sunday, August 17, 2008 11:16 AM
To: dance@ssqq.com
Subject: OK
Thanks, I understand. You are in the business of making money and
you could care less if people learn or not. I am a firm believer
that what goes around comes around. It all works out in the end.
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: For four days, I chose not to answer the email
above. After all, what good would it do? No amount of
discussing the issue has ever provided
common ground. But the more I thought
about it, I decided to challenge my assumption that giving involved
answers to "Refund Customers" was a waste of time.
I decided to write a detailed letter to explain my position. This
is what I said:
-----Original Message-----
From: Rick Archer
Sent: Thursday, August 21, 2008 2:19 PM
To: MM
Cc: DG
Subject: RE: OK
"You are in the business of
making money and you could care less if
people learn or not."
Ms M,
In my previous email to you, I said that we have a rule that
prohibits exchanging group lesson tuition for private
lessons.
I have read your response and given it some thought. Perhaps you
fail to realize there might be reasons for our position
beyond that of a money-grubbing business.
I feel you may have judged us as greedy too quickly. On the other
hand, perhaps I have a blind spot and do not see that I fail
to
operate my business in an ethical way.
You strike me as a good writer. I understand the concept of 'what
goes around comes around' quite clearly and can appreciate
your analogy.
That said, Rules are made for a reason. Perhaps if I give you a
closer look at our position, you will either see my point or
be able to show me the error of my logic.
..............
The way I see it is this: Students are entitled to receive what
they pay for, nothing more. If a student pays for a group
class, they are entitled to receive a
group class. If they don't like their
group class, then we allow people to ask for a refund on
their first visit.
However we do not allow students to come to the studio, participate
in the group class, then turn around and request a private
lesson instead.
To my mind, switching tuition from Group lessons to Private lessons
is an unwanted renegotiation that results in a form of Time
Theft.
Dance lessons are not a simple commodity like apples and oranges
but rather a "Service". A student has paid for a Service with
a specific time commitment attached to it.
You aren't asking to swap apples for
oranges, but rather asking a human being to exchange one
form of time commitment for another form of time commitment.
The problem is that converting tuition from groups to privates
suddenly obligates the dance instructor to an additional time
commitment in return for no extra money.
It means that not only does the instructor have to keep showing up
to teach the regularly scheduled Group Lessons, he or she is
now obligated to make extra trips to the
studio at separate times to give EXTRA
Private Lessons in return for no additional money.
If we were to follow your logic and include your friends, $180 in
group tuition would obligate us to 3 and 1/2 additional hours
of private lessons on top of the regular
Group Lessons (private lessons are billed
at $50 an hour).
How would you like to fight traffic and give up your free time on 4
different occasions in addition to teaching the regularly
scheduled classes for no additional funds?
To my mind, where is the incentive to do this?
Furthermore, if I give one person the right to exchange groups for
privates, then everybody has that same right.
If I make an exception for some, then others will feel entitled to
the same treatment. We have 1,200 students a month. There is
no way I will allow the studio to be
exposed to 1,200 potential renegotiations
a month. This is why I insist that students
understand they are entitled to receive what they pay for and
not something else.
.....................
Ms. M, please share my response with your husband as well as the
other couple that signed up along with you. Given your
initial response, I imagine you probably
disagree with me. Therefore I await your
response with interest. I am curious to know where you
think the weakness in my argument lies. Perhaps you yourself
operate a business and can explain your point of view in a
way that
I can understand where my mistakes are.
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: We will see if Ms.
M responds or not. In the meantime, I
invite anyone to answer this question: Is the rule
prohibiting exchanging group class tuition for private
lessons a fair rule or does my logic have
a weakness?
Please share your thoughts. dance@ssqq.com
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SSQQ SLOW DANCE AND ROMANCE - MR. AND MRS. HAT GET HITCHED!
http://www.ssqq.com/romance/romance2008.htm
After a two-year engagement, Gary Schweinle and Tracy Kirkland were
married on July 12th before a cast of thousands. Well, maybe
not that many, but it did seem like there
were 70 or so SSQQ friends in attendance
including 10 different couples who met their spouse or
spouse-to-be at SSQQ.
It was definitely a wonderful family affair! Please read the
story and see the pictures!
http://www.ssqq.com/romance/romance2008.htm
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SSQQ SLOW DANCE AND ROMANCE - ANDREW LAHAM AND PAM CONYNE GET
MARRIED!
I have not seen Andrew and Pam since I saw them at Bryan Spivey's
wedding last summer. In fact, I did not even realize they
were engaged until one day an invitation
to their wedding popped up!
I was pretty darn happy at the news. Andrew was going through some
tough times a couple years ago. That made it extra special to
see that Andrew hung in there till the
clouds lifted.
I believe Andrew and Pam met in an SSQQ Whip- West Coast Swing
class.
http://www.ssqq.com/romance/romance2008.htm
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ABOUT THE SSQQ WEB SITE - RICK ARCHER NEEDS A FAVOR
About a month ago, I wrote that some people could not view the text
on certain pages on the SSQQ web site.
Since that time, I have learned three things about the problem.
1) The people who cannot see the text on certain pages either have
a MAC computer or they use a Firefox or Safari Internet
Browser. Anyone who uses Internet Explorer
has no problem at all.
2) The problem is related to the Front Page 2003 software I use to
manage my web site. Apparently this software is somewhat
behind the times.
3) I can make the text appear on Cher Longoria's MAC computer by
changing it from a black font to a colored font.
So here is the favor I would like to ask: If you run across a page
on the SSQQ Web Site that you cannot read the text on, would
you
mind emailing me the information to
dance@ssqq.com ?
I will go and change the color of the font and see if that solves
the problem for you. Thanks! RA
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FUN VIDEO TO WATCH - GOLD MEDAL OLYMPIC GYMNASTICS!
Contributed by Denny Morse
I realize the Olympics are almost over, but here is a chance to
laugh your butt off if the mood strikes you. This comedy
video stars a former gymnast named Paul
Hunter who dresses up as a woman and
straddles the high beam in ways that will leave you in stitches!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EO_BnsrWMnI
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ANOTHER INTERESTING VIDEO - STONEHENGE
Contributed by Leroy Ginzel and Maureen Huddleston
For hundreds, maybe thousands of years, people have been trying to
figure out how primitive people could build huge structures
such as Stonehenge and the pyramids out of
stone blocks weighing thousands of pounds.
Scientists have been stumped.
Then along comes a normal guy - a retired construction worker named
Wally Wallington - and he says well, I would do it like this.
And he does. This guy uses the simplest
tools known to man and shows how simple
and easy it would have been to create Stonehenge.
This video with Wally Wallington demonstrates how he can lift a
Stonehenge-sized pillar weighing 22,000 lbs and moved a barn
over 300 ft. What makes this so special is
that he does it using only himself,
gravity, and his incredible ingenuity.
This is a really great video clip. Amazing how this guy could
figure out something that has confounded scholars for
centuries. And not only figures it out,
but demonstrates it!
This guy could build a replica of Stonehenge single-handedly, while
a committee of 20 or 30 Civil Engineering professors from
leading universities would still be
debating how it might be done.
http://j-walkblog.com/index.php?/weblog/posts/moving_big_rocks
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STORIES IN THE NEWS - UFO THREATS!
Contributed by Rick Archer
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/29/opinion/29pope.html?_r=2&th&emc=th&oref=slogin
This article on
Unidentified Flying Threats was printed in the New
York Times on July 29, 2008. I am printing partially because
my beautiful wife is a big Sci-Fi Fan and
will love reading this. I am also printing
it because I believe Cher Longoria may be an
alien. She has strange powers over men plus she never reads
the newsletter so I can say anything about
her I want with total impunity.
By NICK POPE
Published: July 29, 2008
London
On the afternoon of Nov. 7, 2006, pilots and airport employees at
O'Hare International Airport in Chicago saw a disc-like
object hovering over the tarmac for
several minutes. Because nothing was
tracked on radar, the Federal Aviation Administration did not
investigate. Yet radar is not a reliable detector of all aircraft.
Stealth planes are designed to be invisible to radar, and
many radar systems filter out signals not
matching the normal characteristics of
aircraft. Did it really make sense to entirely
ignore the observations of several witnesses?
A healthy skepticism about extraterrestrial space travelers leads
people to disregard U.F.O. sightings without a moment's
thought. But in the United States, this translates into overdependence on
radar data and indifference to all kinds of unidentified
aircraft -- a weakness that could be
exploited by terrorists or anyone seeking
to engage in espionage against the United States.
The American government has not investigated U.F.O. sightings since
1969, when the Air Force ended Project Blue Book, an effort
to scientifically analyze all sightings to
see if any posed a threat to national
security. Britain and France, in contrast, continue to
investigate U.F.O. sightings, because of concerns that some
sightings might be attributable to foreign military aircraft
breaching their airspace, or to foreign space-based systems
of interest to the intelligence community.
Most of the incidents investigated in Britain have been easily
explained as misidentifications of stars and planets,
aircraft lights, satellites and meteors,
but some cases have raised national
security or air safety issues.
On Dec. 26, 1980, for instance, several witnesses at two American
Air Force bases in England reported seeing a U.F.O. land. An
examination of the site turned up indentations in the ground
and a level of radiation in the area that
was significantly higher than ordinary.
More witnesses at the same base reported the U.F.O. again
on subsequent nights. The deputy base commander reported that
the aircraft aimed light beams into the
most highly sensitive area of the base --
a clear security breach.
On March 30 and 31, 1993, there was a wave of U.F.O. sightings over
Britain. One witness described a triangular-shaped craft that
flew slowly over an air force base before
accelerating away to the horizon in an
instant, many times faster than a jet. The British
military reported, "There would seem to be some evidence on
this occasion that an unidentified object
(or objects) of unknown origin was
operating over the U.K."
On April 23, 2007, a commercial airline pilot and some of his
passengers reported a huge cigar-shaped U.F.O. -- the pilot
estimated it to be a mile wide -- near the Channel Islands.
At the time, air traffic controllers
reported to the pilot that radar picked up something, but that it was "unknown traffic."
In addition, there have been several incidents of near misses
between U.F.O.s and known aircraft -- enough to prompt the
Ministry of Defense and the British Civil
Aviation Authority to advise pilots, if
they encounter anything, "not to maneuver, other than to
place the object astern, if possible."
The United States is no less vulnerable than Britain and France to
threats to security and air safety. The United States Air
Force or the National Aeronautics and
Space Administration should reopen
investigations of U.F.O. phenomena. It would not imply that the
country has suddenly started believing in little green men. It
would simply recognize the possibility that radar alone
cannot always tell us what's out there.
(Nick Pope, the author of "Open Skies, Closed Minds," was in charge
of U.F.O. investigations for the British Ministry of Defense from
1991 to 1994.)
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I GET THE STUPIDEST MAIL!
Contributed by Rick Archer
-----Original Message-----
From: Skimma Coded
Sent: Wednesday, August 20, 2008 1:51 PM
To: dance@ssqq.com
Subject: Private Lessons
Hello, Good day to you over there, i am Rev.Skimma Codded.
I need a tutor for my child base on your advert, i got your advert
while surfing through the internet and i really want my child
to be taught by you. John is 18 year old and easily catch up. Although,i
understand you are in Usa but i've arranged with my cousin
living in over there that my child is coming to stay with him from the
Netherlands for his period of tutoring and he had agreed with
me.
I want you to get back to me with following details:
1) your present residence address and tel #
2) total cost of tutoring for 2 months (1 hour per day 3 days
/week)
3) your years of teaching experience.
Payment via cashier's check, looking forward to hearing from you
soonest. Regards to you and your family
Rev. Skimma Coded
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: Is this the stupidest email ever? I am sure
it is a scam, but I can't figure out the angle.
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JOKE ONE - GOD AND THE VALUE OF PRAYER
Submitted by Gareld McEathron
A blonde finds herself in serious trouble. Her business has gone
bust and she's in dire financial straits. She's so desperate
that she decides to ask God for help.
She begins to pray, "God, please help me. I've lost my business
and if I don't get some money, I'm going to lose my house as
well. Please let me win the lottery."
The Lottery Night comes, and somebody else wins.
She prays again, "God, please let me win the lottery! I've lost my
business, my house and I'm going to lose my car as well."
Lottery night comes and she still has no luck.
Once again, she prays, "My God, why have you forsaken me? I've lost
my business, my house, and my car. My children are starving.
I don't often ask you for help, and I've
always been a good servant to you. PLEASE
let me win the lottery just this one time so I can
get my life back in order."
Suddenly there is a blinding flash of light as the heavens open.
The blonde is overwhelmed by the Voice of God, Himself!
"Sweetheart, I have heard your prayers and would like to help, but
could you work with me on this one? .... Buy a ticket."
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JOKE OF THE MONTH - FINAL EXAM
Submitted by Gary Richardson
It was the final examination for an introductory English course at
State U. As the professor passed out the exams, he frowned to
himself. 800 students in the class! This was ridiculous. It
wasn't teaching, it was day care for overgrown babies. Like
many such freshman courses at big places,
the hidden purpose of this test was to
weed out the stupidest of the bunch and save some
taxpayer money. Some of these people would have trouble
passing an ebonics test, much less the
language of William Shakespeare. The
professor truly hated teaching this course.
The examination was two hours long and exam booklets were provided.
The professor was very strict. He told the class that any
exam that was not on his desk in exactly
two hours would not be accepted and the
student would fail.
Half an hour into the exam, a student came rushing in and asked the
professor for an exam booklet.
"You're not going to have time to finish this and I will not accept
it late," the professor said sternly as he handed the student
a booklet.
"Maybe not, but it's worth a try," replied the student. He then
took a seat and began writing furiously.
When the two hours was up, the professor called for the exams, and
the students filed up and handed them in. All, he noted,
except the late student, who continued
writing. Amused, the professor began
grading the tests until his next class came in. Everyone wanted an
exception. But not this time... next year this kid would be
wasting daddy's money going to a community
college. One Big Fat "F" as in "Failure"
coming up for this pampered child of privilege.
20 minutes later, the last student came up to the professor who sat
at his desk grading away. With a weak apology for being late,
he attempted to put his exam on the stack
of exam booklets already there.
The professor did not even look up, but said sharply, "Oh no you
don't, I'm not going to accept that. I specifically said I
would not accept a late exam. Hit the
road, young man."
The student looked incredulous. "You mean you won't take my exam?"
"In a word, no"
The student took a step back and eyed the professor. "You don't
know who I am, do you?"
"No, as a matter of fact, I don't," replied the professor with an
air of sarcasm in his voice.
The student just stood there.
"No, and furthermore I don't care," replied the professor as he
continued to grade his papers. "Now get the hell outta here
and stop wasting my time."
The student quickly grabbed the stack of completed exams, stuffed
his own exam somewhere in the middle, and then ran out of the
room. As the young man reached the door he
threw the entire stack of 800 exams in the
air and kept on going.
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JOKE OF THE MONTH - PULLING A FAST ONE
Contributed by Kathleen Parker
At Duke University, there were two sophomores taking Organic
Chemistry who did so well on all the quizzes, midterms and
labs, etc., that going into the final they
had a solid 'A'.
These two friends were so confident going into the final that the
weekend before finals, even though the Chem final was on
Monday, they decided to go up to the
University of Virginia and party with some
friends up there... They had a great time.
However, with their hangovers and the hard partying, they
over-slept all day Sunday and didn't make it back to Duke
until early Monday morning. Rather than
taking the final then, they decided to
find their professor after the final and explain to him
why they missed the final.
They told their professor they went to UVA for the weekend and
planned to come back in time to study. Unfortunately, they
had a flat tire on the way back, didn't
have a spare, and couldn't get help for a
long time. As a result, they were late getting back to
campus and didn't have any time to study.
The professor thought it over and then agreed they could make up
the final the following day. He told his star pupils to go
home and study hard. The two guys were
elated and relieved. So, they studied that
night and went in the next day at the time the professor had
told them. He placed them in separate rooms and handed each
of them a test booklet and told them to
begin.
They looked at the first problem, which was something simple about
free radical formation and was worth 5 points. "Piece of
Cake" they thought, "No problema."
They did that problem and then turned the page. They were
unprepared, however, for what they saw on the next page.
It said: (95 points) "Which tire, who changed it, and what was the
brand name?"
RICK ARCHER'S NOTE: If you enjoyed our
jokes of the month, you can read the
entire collection of 64 on the SSQQ Joke Page.
http://www.ssqq.com/jokes/
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JOKE PICTURE OF THE MONTH - THE HORNY MOOSE
Contributed by Gareld McEathron
You are not going to believe this, but for the second month in a
row Gareld-Garald-Gerald-what's his name sent in the best picture
again! Where does he find this stuff?
Out of nine months this year, Gareld has four winners. That's
impressive!
http://www.ssqq.com/jokes/jokepicture.htm
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And that's it for this
month!
See y'all!
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