YEA, ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY

‘Twas nineteen hundred and thirty six

When girl twinnies just flat hit the ground

“My gosh” said the Mom on checking them out,

“One seems to look up; the other looks down!”

But later in life all seemed to be fine,

As the Twinnies grew up to each call.

One taught great kids for thirty-six years

The other: piano; then studied the law!

Finally time came to admit to themselves

That AGE was about to begin. . .

What could they do to handle the shock?

Hope to escape just seemed thin.

“I know!” said one twin to the other one’s ear

We’ll go back to the fore as new twins . . .

We’ll bask in the youth that we happily had

With bunnies and brothers and whim!”

When offered a chance to come to the beach,

With fish and fun food and our kin,

We realized the glow that memories gave

And allowed us to start out again

Dearest Kin:

Molly, Bonnie, Michael, Ruthie, Melinda, Hannah, Fred and Dick

Thank you for making our 150 years joyful, fun, memorable and delicious!

Patti and Penny: 150 years old

April 9, 2011

Written by Patti

Unique Mission to NASA's Johnson Space Center

Whoops! Who would have “thunk”. . .our one and only Grandson has gone “spacey”. . .via a NASA space ship, that is.

Zach exiting shuttle

This last weekend, at the NASA Johnson Space Center G-Dad Dick Blide, G-Mom Patti, and G-Son Zachary experienced “the real thing.” All it took was Patti’s former student . . .of 30 (as in thirty) years ago, John Sims, Deputy Chief, Mission Operations Facility Division at NASA “where they take the Russian mockups from hollow shells to an important training and engineering resource,” to invite us after Patti’s re-meeting John at an FCP (Fantastic Cinema Productions: Sponsor – Patti Blide) reunion. So Patti & Dick asked John if we could go through the NASA “experience” with our Engineering major grandson, Zachary.

Dick, Zach, Patti & John Sims (2nd from right)

Original Mission Control

Thoughtful, kind John Sims gave us the absolute royal treatment starting at 10:00 a.m. and finishing at 4:30 p.m. with our having visited building after building and having gasped over and over at the immensity and amazing works of our country along with several other country’s financial, technical and somewhat unbelievable ability to leave our Earth for outer space and the moon.

Mockup of Russian Space Vehicle

Space Shuttle Mockup

Zach in Shuttle

Shuttle Simulator where Astronauts are Trained

One “stand-out” was sitting down. . .INSIDE A REAL SPACE SHUTTLE simulator that John had used to train 3 groups of astronauts. Zach was chosen to be at the controls with John shouting directions and Patti and Dick sitting behind them. . .wide-eyed.

John Sims Instructing Zach on How to Take off and Land

Zach Made 3 Good Landings (means we didn't crash)

As the NASA Q & A reports: It is a very exciting, noisy, shaky ride for the first two minutes (P.B: “I actually felt my body thrust back into the chair as my feet pointed up sky-ward making me feel at a definite angle”). Then the solid rocket boosters drop off and it gets a lot smoother. Those three main engines burn fuel at an incredible rate -- approximately 3,785 liters (1,000 gallons every second. The shuttle goes from standing still on the launch pad to more than 27,359 kilometers per hour (17,000 mph) in just over eight minutes. That means the astronauts accelerate 3,219 kilometers per hour (2,000 mph) faster every minute.

Capsule Sitting on Top of 3 Solid Rocket Boosters

Our Heroes

We could “talk” all day. . .as info was given us. . .but we’ll finish off our little note here to comment on our thoughtful and helpful Hosts, Andy and Anne Woods, who not only “kept us” all three nights and a day, but shared lovely Sarah Woods, great food, walks down and around their winding river, along with family stories sincerely enjoyed by all.

Anne & Sarah

Andy & Sarah

Life is Good,

Patricia and Richard of Kalama

Christmas 2010

T’was the week before Christmas
And all through the place
Santa was watching
As we worked with some haste.


The gardeners said “Yes”
When we asked them to help;
The tree was cut down
And Santa made svelte.

The Blides were with joy
As they saw the tree grow
As Santa looked up
from the view just below.

Next, presents were wrapped
And one stocking made big
At least for our daughter. . .
Why huge? Just go fig!

Dick was prepped up
When Di cut his hair
While Kids at the store
Made presents less bare.

Later that day,
In the dark of the night. . .
Reflections were there. . .
Oh Boy! What a sight

Two days later
When Leslie flew in,
We feted her birthday
With joy in her grin.

During her stay
we walked in the park
And grinned with the Totem;
Just for a lark!

Next, Christmas Eve
Brought Cousins of Dick
So, we ate in the glow
Of food and St. Nick.

The table set nice
With name tags and “plan”
Resulted in talk
And a little of “ham!”

Next came the day
To open our gifts
Excitement was high,
So our tale is a hit!

MERRY CHRISTMAS
&
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

MAGIC

Do you remember Shel Silverstein’s MAGIC? . . .

“Sandra’s seen a leprechaun,
Eddie touched a troll,
Laurie danced with witches once,
Charlie found some goblins’ gold.
Donald heard a mermaid sing,
Susy spied an elf,
But all the magic I have known
I’ve had to make myself.”

Well, that’s the life the 25 or so former Lake Highland High School students from Dallas seem to have been living since I last saw them . . . some thirty years ago.

Lake Highlands High School

In fact, it seems they have been making a lot of magic.

It actually was those thirty years ago when a couple of these high school students, at the end of that Spring day, rushed into my Lake Highlands High School classroom, excited and anxious as they blurted out, “Mrs. Blide, will you sponsor us for our club?”

“What club? Doing what?” I asked.

“We’re starting a film club. The Principal won’t let us have this as a school club unless we have a teacher sponsor. We need you to say, Yes.”

“But I know absolutely nothing about film.”

“That’s just fine,” they responded. “We know everything.”

“But, why me? I am sure there are other teachers here more knowledgeable than I . . .”

“Well, you’re more off the wall . . . ” I heard them gush.

“Hmmmm,” I responded, daring not to ask for a closer explanation, “I’ll take that as a compliment. OK, just let me know when and what I need to do.”

And so Fantastic Cinema Productions (FCP) was born. In 1980 they created their first film, “Friday Night 2112.” Not being too hopeful with their Super 8 mm product vs. a 16 mm film, they took their achievement down to Houston, Texas to enter it in a film festival competition. The judges were literally “blown away” and awarded them first place. This was just the beginning..

This July, 2010 became the 30 year reunion of that earlier small band of high school “nerds” some of whom ended up sharing the glow and glory when John Davis, one of their own, was nominated for an Oscar in the category of Best Animated Feature for Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius in 2002.

Even those other creative best friends who went on to other occupations (one of whom is with NASA, many others who are continuing to use their creative and technical “fun” beginnings at FCP in other ways) will, it seems, never forget what great friendships developed through FCP that will most probably last a life time. And it all started with a kid in a school who had the gumption to get other kids excited … along with a certain teacher who who didn’t know a thing about film.

The "Mutants" thirty years older, as Jimmy Neutron looks on.

Early morning get together of Mutants with families meeting at Lake Highlands High School waiting for buses to tour the old sites where "2112" was filmed, and to renew memories

"2112," starring Lane Wimberly and Greg Jones with the movie's actual house of horror.

Brad Vanderburg, one of the FCP tour leaders for revisiting "2112."

Allen Black, Bryan Holloway and John Davis reminisce at Richland College, another site in the movie.

As was tradition, next was an Ethiopian dinner at the Queen of Sheba Restaurant followed by a huge party bash at John and Kim Davis' beautiful home including viewing the new DVD of "2112" which brought laughter, tears and fond memories of those times thirty years ago.

JOhn, Mak, Brad, Allen and Lane face the accolades

But wait. There’s more. This former teacher of 36 years is enjoying what every single teacher’s hope, expectation, dream of addressing that chalk board on day one of their chosen life’s work. There is not one working teacher who does not look over his packed room of riveted eyes (well, at least at first) toward her, who does not believe that some young face will one day write the Pulitzer novel, invent that needed robot or create the solution for World Peace and be a good person who will find hope and growth lasting a lifetime.

Life is good.

PS: A post reunion momento from John Davis to Patti Blide.

SARANAC LAKE BLOG

(Written by Dick Blide at request of Blogmaster, Patti Blide)

Our summer vacation was melded with getting together with our son and family. We flew from Portland; they drove up from Cape May, NJ, to Upper Saranac Lake in the Adirondack Mountains in Upstate New York. We had rented a cottage on this lovely lake for a weeks get together … Patti and me, son Alex with wife June, grandson Zachary and June's son Josh.

I had lived and worked in Saranac Lake, NY from ’69-’75 as medical director of the Will Rogers Hospital, a general chest disease facility. This return brought back great memories including those of skiing and hiking in these mountains.

Our first day was foggy and rainy but, being intrepid adventurers, we scaled Whiteface Mountain (would you believe they have an elevator?). The top was “socked in” so views were of clouds vying with fog. June was ecstatic to find her fear of heights “fogged out.” We had been here many times before so we knew there was a spectacular panoramic 360 degree vista with Montreal visible on a clear day. We recalled that two years ago Alex and Zach had rented mountain bikes and had ridden from top to bottom following the old ski trails.

Next was our venture to the Olympic Ski Village in Lake Placid to watch the ski jumping on to wetted-down plastic mats. “Wet and Wild” was the most exciting event with Olympians and future Olympians competing, skiing or snowboarding down a ramp, then doing somersaults and twists before landing in a pool of water on a mid-summer day, representing snow.

Perhaps our happiest moment was celebrating Zachary’s 20th birthday with cards and an ice cream cake in Ben & Jerry’s in Lake Placid.

Smiling and excited, June made dinner fun, picnicking at the cottage most evenings while absorbing the sunsets at lakeside.

All three boys are guitarists so they entertained us by jamming most evenings. Alex could be faintly heard early each morning softly playing his guitar in the boathouse.

Between adventures we shopped, now and again, in Lake Placid to the delight of Patti (she has to have her daily Latte) and June (who must have her trinkets). One of my favorite lunchtime restaurants, The Cottage on Mirror Lake, found us enjoying their delicacies. We even stopped in the recently enlarged library in Lake Placid to see if my book, Heartfelt, which I had dropped off two years previously, was still there. It was and had been checked out a few times.

We enjoyed walks in the woods around Upper Saranac Lake and we got to use the motor boat and canoe to explore the entire lake.

We discovered a champion in our midst for rock-skipping on the lake water surface. Josh won with eleven skips testing every flat rock available.

After a week in paradise, Patti and I took off for Dallas, where Patti had been invited to attend the 30th reunion of Fantastic Cinema Productions, a student film club she had sponsored while a teacher at Lake Highlands High School in 1980. How many teachers are even remembered, no less feted, thirty years after their students have graduated? See the accompanying blog for Patti’s description with pictures of this event that brought happy tears to her eyes.