Continuing on our trip -- Part 1
Chuck had said before we left on our RV trip, it would be nice if all the Heavener bloggers could “ride along” with us. Meaning he wanted me to blog along the way. We ran into some problems with our wireless laptop, and finding a place suitable where we could get on the internet. We have returned home now, but I will try to catch everybody up – on the different places we visited, that is. I will send four blogs with photos the next several days – concerning Missouri , Kansas , Oklahoma City and Tulsa.
Roaring River, MO.
When we last talked last, we were sending from a Wal-Mart Subway in Cassville , MO. , or from Roaring River . The trip to Roaring River was easily the most beautiful and busiest portion of our trip. Beautiful because it was in a spot near a river full of trout, (photo at right shows the fishermen lined along the river fishing for trout which are released every morning from the hatchery above the river) lots of trees and, most importantly, cool weather. Busy because a friend from my graduating class – Jackie Garrett Alsup – kept us doing and going someplace every minute. Mercy!
From the moment we arrived, she had a tour trip through Dogwood Canyon , a beautiful place for scenery, planned with the perfect tour guide, her husband Ken. Really. Ken is employed part time by Dogwood Canyon as a tour guide. (photo at top of Jackie, Ken, Cynthia and I) The next day, she had set aside for us to go to the Dixie Stampede in Branson. It had a meal to die for … prairie chicken, BBQ pork tenderloin, corn, a baked potato, bread, creamy vegetable soup, tea or water and to top it off, apple turnover for dessert. Mmmm, good. The Dixie Stampede includes a show filled with cowboys and pretty cowgirls riding in a small arena surrounded by the dining platforms. The traditional “stampede” is followed by the battle between the north and the south. A really fun evening! The next day was spent walking around Silver Dollar City in Branson. Jackie used to work there before she retired in May, so she knew practically everyone and all the places to go. She got us in with passes she had attained upon her retirement and used her discount card whenever we bought something.
We left Roaring River , mainly to catch our breath (whew), and went back to Miami , OK to visit Cynthia’s brother Jim, whom she hadn’t seen in over five years.
Roaring River, MO.
When we last talked last, we were sending from a Wal-Mart Subway in Cassville , MO. , or from Roaring River . The trip to Roaring River was easily the most beautiful and busiest portion of our trip. Beautiful because it was in a spot near a river full of trout, (photo at right shows the fishermen lined along the river fishing for trout which are released every morning from the hatchery above the river) lots of trees and, most importantly, cool weather. Busy because a friend from my graduating class – Jackie Garrett Alsup – kept us doing and going someplace every minute. Mercy!
From the moment we arrived, she had a tour trip through Dogwood Canyon , a beautiful place for scenery, planned with the perfect tour guide, her husband Ken. Really. Ken is employed part time by Dogwood Canyon as a tour guide. (photo at top of Jackie, Ken, Cynthia and I) The next day, she had set aside for us to go to the Dixie Stampede in Branson. It had a meal to die for … prairie chicken, BBQ pork tenderloin, corn, a baked potato, bread, creamy vegetable soup, tea or water and to top it off, apple turnover for dessert. Mmmm, good. The Dixie Stampede includes a show filled with cowboys and pretty cowgirls riding in a small arena surrounded by the dining platforms. The traditional “stampede” is followed by the battle between the north and the south. A really fun evening! The next day was spent walking around Silver Dollar City in Branson. Jackie used to work there before she retired in May, so she knew practically everyone and all the places to go. She got us in with passes she had attained upon her retirement and used her discount card whenever we bought something.
We left Roaring River , mainly to catch our breath (whew), and went back to Miami , OK to visit Cynthia’s brother Jim, whom she hadn’t seen in over five years.
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Was Roaring River where the class of '65 went for your Senior Trip? I remember being there, and I seem to remember it had something to do with a Senior Trip. Surely to goodness we didn't go on Judy's Senior Trip!! That would be a little over the edge, even for our Mother. Wouldn't it? Well, we were there with a lot of Judy's friends at some time. Then later Harry and I took our boys to the Fish Hatchery and Roaring River. Fun both times!
John, did you see Monty when you were in Miami, or Miamah, as they say? - Jim P.
No, Kathy, it wasn't. Wish we could have, but the class trips were stopped a couple years before that.
No, Jim. Didn't get to see Monty. We got to Miamah on a Thursday and wanted to visit with Jim. Jim said he knew Monty and had played golf with him. On Friday, I figured Monty would be be busy getting ready to go cover some football team so I didn't even try to call him. We left on Saturday morning for Topeka.
Thanks for the blog, John. Or class of '59 did go to Roaring River for its Senior Trip and I have lots of memories of that trip. We rented boats and zoomed around Lake Taneycomo and even went as far as Branson (or lat least to a dam near Branson). But Branson at that time was not anything like it is now. The entertainment consisted of things like roller rinks and the like. The two adult males with us were Principal Frank Hogan and Coach Carl Twidwell. Some time I will try to blog a little about what went on (all innocent, of course!).
Willie Jo Hogan and my mother June Bain were best friends, and they did a lot of traveling together. That may have been my connection to Roaring River - - I just don't remember. I just recall being there with lots and lots of teenagers and having a blast! Coach Twidwell lives here in MWC, and I work with his daughter-in-law Pam. Great folks! In a strange coincidence my son Steve met Twidwell's daughter Joanna in a graduate class. They "discovered" their connection when Steve mentioned he loved hunting with relatives at Heavener.
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