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10/07/14 11:46 AM #1    


Celina Standish (Dewberry)

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10/29/14 09:16 AM #2    

Pat Gauntt

Sunday, September 16, 2007

David Ball

A decade ago, in a scene right out of Woody Allen's "Annie Hall," former MacArthur football player Eddie Bunger told me that if he ever got a chance to speak to David Ball, one of the class's five top academic standouts, he would tell him what a lucky son of a gun he had been.
You see, Bunger, joined the U.S. Marine Corps right out of high school, and found himself within a year of graduation peering out from a foxhole in Vietnam. That's when he made his vow.

He got the chance to do so 30 years later at a class reunion at the old Cadillac Bar downtown. Bunger, holding court with a big cigar, and peering out from a classic 1960s Cadillac, told Ball about his hard-won insights. Ball listened and just nodded in apparent agreement. What else could you do? But the reason Bunger made his vow was to tell Ball that he learned his lesson: Bunger went back to school. And he has convinced his sons and family members to do the same. The lesson was not lost.

At almost 58, Ball just breaks into a laugh when reminded of that moment.
Unlike Woody Allen's hero, media guru Marshall McLuhan, who was pulled out of busy theater crowd to admonish a know-it-all pseudo-intellectual, Ball listened to Bunger's stories and laughed along. He knew he'd been lucky.

Nearsighted, thin, a fellow who always thought through his responses before he spoke as if anticipating a chess move, or perhaps Dylan’s John Wesley Harding gunfighter, Ball never wanted to make a “foolish move.” The actuarian had a rough senior year in high school. He'd been in a morning health class when a note came that told him to go home immediately. His mother had died that morning of an apparent brain aneurysm. It left him, his dad, and a younger pre-teen sister to fend for themselves. It was a heart-wrenching experience for an teen-ager to face his graduation year.

Voted most likely to succeed in that 1967 MacArthur senior class, Ball was one of 13 Texas high school students who were to share in $67,700 in scholarships awarded in to prospective college students by the Minnie Stevens Piper Foundation.

Ball had also been a semi-finalist in the National Merit scholarship competition and that summer participated in a mathematics summer institute at the University of Texas at Austin. He at first planned to go to Rice University, with majors in math and natural science and eventually pursue a doctorate.

Then Ball says, came a charismatic recruiter for Princeton University. Along with football and track star Jeff Davis and engineer hopeful Ron Beilin, that experience changed his perspective.
Princeton offered "someplace that was different - maybe more exotic, more unfamiliar than Texas. I wanted some adventure," he said.

At Princeton, Ball found odd jobs around campus: He waited tables in the graduate college dining hall, worked as a busboy, server, cleanup, dishwasher and pot scrubber. He also worked in the school library, and later was paid to be a subject in psychology experiments or a research assistant for well-known economics professor Malkiel Burton, an expert in financial economics who specialized in theories concerning the stock market and its impact on gaining personal wealth. Burton became a mentor of sorts, and Ball decided to major in economics. That degree sent him toward a career as an actuary. It's been a good choice. The position requires that he passed a series of ten exams, which he did. "They're very difficult," Ball says. But passing those rigorous tests gave him the same satisfaction he might have had if he’d pursued an advanced degree.

The fact is, though, Ball has always been a student of life. "Education is wasted on the young," Ball said. "There's a lot more you need to know you don't learn in (school). Some of it comes from experience and has to get (absorbed) over a period of time." In high school, he said, "you can't absorb much anyway."

Then came rock and roll. Barely 16, Ball first became enamored with the poet of his generation, Bob Dylan. He won a copy of Dylan's "Highway 61 Revisited" album from KONO Radio in San Antonio, and with the kinship of classmate Cleve Wilson, became quickly taken with the Rolling Stones. Maybe it was a small act of rebellion- everyone loved the Beatles back then, he said, and maybe it was just the raw blues and rock that Mick Jagger and Keith Richards processed in their versions.That love affair with rock music has progressed for Ball with the music of Bruce Springsteen, Randy Newman, Al Stewart, Johnny Clegg and most recently, the beach boy aura of Jimmy Buffett.

By the 1990s, his interests in life's force moved him to practice Tai chi, a meditative form of Asian martial arts. "The idea is to use some form of inner energy but you don't exactly know how that comes into play," Ball explains. Tai chi "makes me feel more awake, it improves (my) health," he says. "It's a form of meditation." Ball's wife of 17 years, Lee, also practices the discipline. The couple adopted a daughter, Catherine, from a Russian orphanage a few years ago, and middle-age parenthood has been another challenge, he said. It means, Ball says, that after being labeled most likely to succeed in MacArthur's 1967 class, "I'm still trying."

By: John Edminston

Mac67 Music Era

It might have been a cliché in the 1960s for a lot of teenaged boys. Like the old Byrds song, So You Wanne Be a Rock and Roll Star,” the object was to learn to play. Then meet girls, says MacArthur 1967 grad Cleve Wilson.

Wilson says that was the reason he and some friends put together a garage band, The Neighbors. They played the hits on Top 40 radio, along with Beatles and Rolling Stones selections., Rehearsals were in his parents’ garage on Eastley Street, Wilson said, and neighbors complained constantly over the racket of electric guitars and drums. So the Neighbors name stuck.

Wilson, who now teaches history at South Side, was a shy lad at MacArthur. He was dyslexic, and had problems with school work and maintaining his gtrades. But he could play drums, like his hero Stones drummer Charlie Watts, and he could keep a beat. That was all he needed. “Vocals? No way,” he laughs. It was Watts’ style to take care of business for the Stones “and not draw any attention to himself,” Wilson said. Otherwise, it was the Stones brashness, and rebelliousness, that drew Wilson to become a fan.

With Nelson Jones on bass, Lee Joy on rhythm guitar and vocals and Bob Gibson on lead guitar, the Neighbors became a favorite band for parties, weddings and teen gatherings. Jones was the personality of the group, “good with the girls,” Wilson said. Joy, “one of the weirdest characters I ever met, was rhythm guitarist, a “North Side version of Jim Morrison.” (He died in the 1970s). Gibson was the lead guitarist, “the nerd of the group,”. Gibson was shy and smart. “He was a meticulous guitar player, the quality musician of the whole group.” The group recorded a single, “Somebody to Love,” that Wilson says didn’t sound at all like the Jefferson Airplane song. No copy of the song exists.

“We came into our own about the time we graduated,” he said. The band found gigs at proms at Lytle and Natalia, and in and around San Antonio, and even followed Wilson to Brenham where he attended Blinn Junior College on a track and field scholarship.It’s there when the band fell apart.

Wilson had met his wife, and had accepted a small track and field scholarship to Blinn. It gave him an avenue to go off to school that he wouldn’t have “with my grades.” He had something to sell during that senior year at MacArthur, he said. “It got me out of town, away from my parents – I needed to get away.” Wilson became a protégé of Brenham native and coach Ben Benoeke. It was a favor he’s never forgotten.

“I needed what he had to offer,” Wilson says. He calls it divine intervention. “Life has a purpose, you might not see it at the time,” he said. “Everything works out - if you try to do the best you can.”

These days, Wilson remembers taking a speech class at MacArthur that helped him overcome his shyness. “It was very instrumental – I could do something in that class,” he said. The class taught him how to get up in front of people, learn skits, get up on stage. Now, a history teacher in South San, “I can learn from what people taught me,” he said. “I can look back at myself in middle Wilson has foun d he can reacb ot and form relationships with his students.
“I introduced them to chess,” he said. “Now we have a Beat Mr. Wilson Club.”

By: John Edminsto

Friday, February 16, 2007

Victory Lights Burn

The Blue Lights - an awesome sight which symbolized victory in many ways. Our team had won, cheered on by a host of students, teachers, parents, grandparents, and many other supporters in the community. This, untouchable, unreckonable force was prevalent during our high school years at MacArthur.

That same blue light energy is alive in our committee meetings for the 40th. I'm amazed at the enthusiasm. Perhaps the psychological effects of those blue lights should be researched!

Celina Standish Dewberry

10/30/14 11:46 AM #3    


Don Jellison

Since we are talking about Bunger, I have a couple of quick stories about Eddie.  I was driving my Mom's VW Bug one afternoon and there were four of us in the car, including Eddie.  anyway something happened and a car of thugs started chasing us because Eddie felt the need to show them that Mac was #1 with his middle finger.  As we "raced" out of the Frontier with them in hot pursuit,  and as a defense measure, Bunger threw my mother's shoes out the window at them.  That must of scared them off, because I don't remember what happened after that. Except my Mother, who is 96,always wondered what became of her shoes that fateful Sunday afternoon. 


The other story about Eddie is not so much about him, but about the Corvair he drove and really about the rites of passage that he and his car had in my life.  Again, there were four of us(seemed like we always traveled in quadruple packs) in his car and I was driving us back from a road trip to La Grange doing some poultry research.  I believe I was probably driving because Eddie was so giddy about the chickens we visited.  Anyway ,  I got a ticket on the way back driving his car and when the ticket came to my house, my dad opened it and asked why I was there because I told him we were going someplace else that weekend.  End of story but the beginning of something very special.............  

06/10/15 12:36 PM #4    


Don Jellison

I wanted to repost the following message because we are less than a year away from being 50 as a class.  And everyone should have the possibility to reunite if they wish.  there is no possibility if they don't know.    Rany Kies was my dentist in Austin for 20 years.  I will contact him.  Ylitalo?  Steve Lynch-I thought he passed right before our 20th. Walt Kerwin? present but missing.  If everyone would check out the missed section and find one person to contact or update the list.  that would probably work.  



Compared to other classes in our era, I think it is pretty remarkable the networking that has occured with MacArthur 67.  the forces behind all of this have done an amazing job. 

Some of the list of missing classmates aren't really missing, they just don't know about this site, have not joined the digital world or just don't give a shit about recontacting with their previous life.  and even if they don't care about seeing people from high school again, reunions aren't so much about you seeing all your old classmates, but your classmates seeing you.  Do it for us. 

As we age, or should I say as I age, I don't assume the way you think, who I have become in this life was determined greatly by my school years experiences.  I have those instant, nano second flashbacks to something that happened that forever shaped my perception of the way my universe looks.  And at that point, it is interesting to me how a slight diversion of perception could effect everything. 

Lets get together and discuss those things we all had and see how that shaped our lives and those around us. 

06/11/15 05:31 PM #5    

Molly Mize (Wassom)

Great message, Don.  Life is short - we need to connect while we can.

06/12/15 12:26 PM #6    

Kathleen Flanagan (Anderson)

Larry and I so agree, Molly...great message, Don!  The older we get, the more important it is to us to see old friends!!! We are so looking forward to the reunion!!!

06/12/15 05:23 PM #7    

Charlie Rogers

Don Jellison..Very well stated..Wow you got it..Good times buddy. I was lucky enough to letter at UT.  I was there at a good time...BUT nothing compared to my Hi-School days at Mac..NOTHING..Good to hear from you Donnie..Your the best

11/29/16 11:58 PM #8    


Cleve Wilson

John Edminson, WOW, your stories brought back some long forgotten memories. Imagine the surprise that those stories involved me and David Ball, a close friend on my street. We were sure  a strange pair. He was one of the brightest kids and I was one of the students on the bottom 25%!! We were both pretty quiet and shy though...I guess that was it.

How long ago were those stories from? It amazes me you remembered the details like you did. I guess dementia is not one of your problems today.

Here is a funny story regarding David Ball, actually before we were at MAC. During the summer in the early 60's David and I would go a few blocks away from our street into an area of undeveloped land north of Woodbury and search out and invent methods to exterminate red ants. Strangely enough, I think I was more inventive than David is that arena, go figure. Our favorite technique was to burn them with hair spray and a match (flame thrower). One day, I was not able to go along but David went out on his own. Not long later, David showed up at my door and asked my father if he had a "long hose".  My dad asked him why and David said he started a fire in the field. My dad and I looked out over our house and it looked like the horizon was aflame! We called the fire department and my father told David to go home and not come out the rest of the day. We laughed about that for years afterward.

The teachers I had at Garner and MAC were actually excellent, for the most part, and it is funny how life takes odd turns that you would never see coming. I could go a full year in most classes and never say a word and pretty expert at not reading anything either. In the 10th grade I failed the first half of American History, big time. I am not sure the teacher even knew I was in the class. I go off to college on a partial scholarship for track and struggle through college completely off my running talent to become an AMERICAN HISTORY teacher and coach in NEISD and later Southside ISD! I know most of my teachers would turn over in their graves if they ever found that out. I taught Texas and American History for 25 years and stopped coaching in 3 years.  I think my own journey helped my understand what most of my students go through in middle and high school. I enjoyed teaching to the max and wouldn't change it for anything. Thank god it is over though!

01/10/17 02:24 PM #9    


Jim R. Atkinson

Hey fellow Brahmas.  As many of my friends know, I became a magazine writer/editor and an author as my life and career proceeded atter receiving that peerless education at MacArthur; and in the mid-l980's, I co-authord a book with a Texas Monthly colleague, John Bloom, about an emotionally-complicated killing up in Collin County north of Dallas.  Complicated, actually, wasn't the half of it:  It involved a love triangle--two ladies and a guy--a bloody killing with an ax, a bungled attempt at a cover up and a sensational trial.  It was called Evidence of Love, and was a  best-seller, award-winner; in l990, it was also made into a TV movie for CBS, and won an Emmy Award.  (You can track that version of it down on Netflix.)  

An ebook outfit known as Open Road--which specializes in digital resiisues of crime books, fiction and non-fiction-- has now brought the book back out in ebook form.   Here's the link to where to obtain it. If you have Kindle capability, either through the actual device or software on a phone or pad, you can purchase it through the usual platforms, Amazon, Google Books, etc-- you'll see in left menu.   I'm really proud that it's being reissued, and hope those of you you did not read it back in the 80's when it was first published (in old fashioned, ink-on-paper form) will check it out.  Belated Happy New Year, and if you read, enjoy.  XO  Jim Atkinson, class prez, 1967

01/11/17 10:43 AM #10    


Celina Standish (Dewberry)

Thank you Brahma Buddies for your personal contributions ! I am sitting here contemplating how we can energize classmates to register for our upcoming 50th reunion which is a mere 4 months away ! So far, there has been only a small percentage of our class who have sent in registration forms. Is there something we can do to encourage others ? We want and hope to see as many as we can. Also, our class is open to members from other classes as well as those from Churchill and Roosevelt who would like to join us.Calling people and talking with them persoally is a great way to reconnect and encourage them to join us. It's time we drop our feelings of self-consciousness, for it isn't what we look like so much as what is in our hearts and minds. I guess that comes easy for a girl who once played a boy who never grew up ( aka Peter Pan ). You all were my audience and what a great one I had ! Each one of you were are important to me - I want to see you ! and ...

P. S. Tinker Bell says she will die without your applause ! So Be There or Be Square !

Celina Standish Dewberry ( aka Peter Pan - MacArthur High School drama productions - fall semester 1966 )

01/11/17 04:24 PM #11    

Charlie Rogers

Hey buddy..Jim..Please come to the 50th..For me it would great to talk to my old friend., LETYE along time ago. I'm very proud of you for what you've done and what you've accomplised. Your friend..Charlie

01/11/17 09:57 PM #12    


Darlene Blackwood (Jones)

I had communicated with Jim earlier, I used his book Evidence of Love when I taught Texas Criminal Law at Richardson High School (my last "gig" - Roosevelt, St. Andrew's Day School (Amarillo), Phillips Middle School and Chapel Hill High (Chapel Hill, NC), Canyon High (Canyon, Tx) and finally Richardson!) - I digress - Jim's book is a very well researched and engaging read about a fascinating case - who needs Fiction!  I highly recommend that everyone invest in the ebook - you won't be disappointed!  Best to all, Darlene 





01/13/17 04:33 PM #13    

Ellen Luby

Here are photos of our own Mote Baird speaking at the 2015 State Bar of Texas Advanced Real Estate Course in San Antonio in July 2015.  He made us proud!  Sorry that my single close up caught him with closed eyes.




01/15/17 08:18 AM #14    

Ellen Luby

Aww, Charlie, now you've got me feelin' bad about my miserable photography skills or rather lack thereof.

01/16/17 07:35 AM #15    

Mote Baird

Ellen,   I appreciate the photo and thanks for posting it.  My eyes may be closed but I'm smiling, probably from relief that my talk was over and I could go sit down.   Looking forward to seeing you at our 50th




01/16/17 08:02 AM #16    

Dale Tietz


To Ellen, David Ball, Mote, Steve Weller and many more here are some snippets you all might enjoy as we  get younger every day.  I plan to be at the reunion with my new knee!!  Best--Dale Tietz



03/07/17 04:18 PM #17    

Ellen Luby

Dale, that was one special trip!  Way to go!

Thanks so much for sharing the article.  It's fun to see what adventures you've been having.

03/07/17 04:31 PM #18    

Ellen Luby

Here's a photo of Ruth Anne Cardwell Callaham's son Art.  He's delivering a sermon from the pulpit of Christ Church Cathedral (Episcopal) in downtown Houston.  Isn't it glorious?  I mean glorious that the next generation is looking after us seniors now?  It has been fun to be in touch with Ruth Anne.




03/09/17 07:00 PM #19    

Ruth Anne Cardwell (Callaham)

Thanks Ellen for posting the picture of our son Fr Art ... most often the parents have to do all the bragging ourselves. The Cathedral is an awesome worship space and young Art feels well blessed by the members enriching his life and that of his family.

I was waffeling about attending the 50th Mac reunion BUT your thoughtful outreach has made it a must do event. Will be sending our reservation in ASAP.


Ruth Anne

04/19/17 11:20 AM #20    

Bonnie Allmon (Coffey)

Many of you remember Herman Katzer from Garner Junior High.....I tracked him down several years ago; he and his wife were in a nursing home in Comfort. He died in 2015, but left a big impression on my life....



08/03/17 02:39 PM #21    

Harry Burnette

Class of 1967,


My name is Harry Burnette, from the class of 1968.  To follow in your footsteps, I have started up a webpage for our class.  I turned it up last month and we are starting to get classmates signed up.  I any of you would like to be added as a Guest Member on our site, please visit the site and send a note via "Contact Us" with your name and email.  I will add you, then you can go on and create a profile and follow our acitivities.

The link is:

Thanks and onward Brahmas!!



09/25/21 11:03 AM #22    

John Sigmon

Celina, thanks for posting the photos from the 50th class reunion.  Laura (Gunnoe) Sigmon and I weren't able to attend, as we were traveling outside the country, but it was so nice to see some still recognizable smiles and faces.



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