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Robert Stovall
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Ellen Stupak (Stupak-Shaw)
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June 17, 1951
Teacher
Married
3
I married Richard who had 2 boys. We also have a daughter together.I have 3 wonderful grandchildren from my step sons. Our daughter just graduated from college in May. |
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Jim Sutter
February 11, 1950
Senior Account Manager AT&T Retired/Now self employed Communications Consultant.
Married
3
Well it has been awhile, and we have lived in several places over the last years and we have landed for the last years in Lorena. We have 3 daughters (one we lost several years ago), I also have 4 grandchildern and 2 great grand children. My hobbie is wine and I am a wine stewart and I love teaching people about wine.
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Steve Tipton
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Rhonda Ashley (Trest)
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Norma Lewis (Vandiver)
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October 27, 1951
Insurance Coder/Associated Women
Married
2
It's doesn't seem like 40 years have come and gone. I'm looking forward to the reunion and getting to see everyone again. Thanks to the committee for all of the hard work you have done. See you at Ninfa's!
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Hanna Rubel (Vaughan)
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June 27, 1951
Retired
Married
3
Scott Vaughan & I got married July 2013. So, I now have a new step-daughter. My daughter has given me my only grandchild...Sophia.
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Scott Vaughan
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April 05, 1951
Data Processing. Composer.
Married
4
Great news: Hanna Rubel and I married, and I picked up three great new kids in the deal.
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Melinda Bronaugh (Vorderkunz)
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October 07, 1950
Special Education Teacher
Married
2
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Andy Waden
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February 18, 1952
RN. Correctional health/psych
Married
2
I am now retired due to catastropic motorcycle wreck leaving me pretty crippled up. I now have more time to spend with my 7 grandchildren soon to be 8. here is a poem for memorial day that i wrote a while back and my friend Scott Vaughn put to music.Freedom I met a man I did not know beside a long black wall. And as he reached to touch its face a tear begin to fall. I too was there the man exclaimed. And as he wept I knew we shared a fate for though we lived our names could be there too. We paused a moment silently and then he turned to say, its been so long but still I see it clear as yesterday. The bullets screaming by my head. The thought that I might die. But then they took one next to me. No time to wonder why. He reached to touch a faceless name and then he bowed his head. Had this one not been there for me I surely would be dead. I thought to find the words that I might say to ease his pain. But I like he knew all too well forgetting is in vain. For on that wall resides the names of all of those who fell. So long ago. So far away. But their stories we must tell to all our children so tht they will know, not just believe, that freedom is for everyone but freedom is not free. |
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