1961 Trinity School Safety Patrol

I was elected / selected / appointed Captain of the Trinity Lutheran School School Safety Patrol in the 8th Grade in 1961. Got to wear a special blue-trimmed badge. For some reason or another, I think I might have had one or more lieutenants who had red-trimmed badges to differentiate us from the peons with plain silver badges.

I’m fifth from the left in the back row. Kent Verhines is to my left and David Hahs and John Hilpert are to my right in this 1961 school yearbook photo. Ronald Dost is on the right in the front row. I think everyone else was in lower classes and beneath the notice of us upper classmen.

We learned how to fold and roll up our Sam Browne belts so you could hook them on your belt with the badge still attached. My Captain status gave me the ability to slip out of class to inspect my troops and issue demerits if I caught them slacking off. I was a little disappointed that I never caught anyone sleeping on duty. The troops were allowed to think I was authorized to use my Tuf-Nut knife to conduct a summary execution if that occurred.

Homemade Safety Patrol movie

I must have gotten permission to take the family’s Bell & Howell 8mm movie camera to school one day. Looking back at it, I didn’t do too bad a job of shooting a variety of different angles and situations. A few closeups and some better acting would have made it better.

Trinity Lutheran Church Pledge Drive

While looking for a Trinity Lutheran School yearbook for a video I’m putting together, I found this Trinity Lutheran Church publication promoting a 1954 pledge drive with a goal of $225,000. This photo of the congregation caught my eye. It was put in the booklet so the left half was in the front and the back half was the next-to-last page. I joined the two halves together as best I could here.

I saved it at a higher resolution than usual, so you might be able to find yourself or someone you know if you click on it to make it larger.

This church no longer there

This church was razed just shy of its centennial, supposedly because of structural problems. Brother Mark and I crawled all over the building just before it was torn down documenting the attic, bell tower, organ pipes and other areas most folks have never seen. Those photos will run in the future.

Learned about fund-raising in Gastonia

One night when I was working in Gastonia, N.C., a couple of rowdy strangers on motorcycles started playing like they were something out of Marlon Brando’s The Wild One at a local drive-in restaurant. Just before things got ugly, a tall, lean Johhny Cash lookalike came into the picture and cowed the bikers and made them see the error of their ways. He also let it be known he’d be preaching at a tent revival on the edge of town. (You won’t be surprised to learn that the bikers traveled with the revival.)

I showed up and did a whole picture page on the old-time, sawdust-floor revival. There was much singing and writhing on the ground, speaking in tongues and passing of collection plates filled with loot. A photo of the latter was featured prominently on the page.

The next day, I’m sitting at my desk when I see the preacher striding down the hall toward me with his black coat trailing like Superman’s cape. I figured he wasn’t happy with the way I portrayed his revival.

On the contrary, he loved it

“Those were great pictures,” he gushed. “I’d like to hire to to come out tonight and take pictures of the crowd from all four corners. Show up about X o’clock and I’ll have ’em worked up real good by then. Shoot your pictures, then signal me when you’re done.” I think he promised me a hundred bucks, which was more than half a week’s pay in those days.

I showed up at the appointed time. True to his word, he had the crowd really rolling. I gave him a nod, then worked all four corners of the tent. When I had taken the last photo, I gave him the high sign.

“The Holy Ghost has spoken!”

“The Holy Ghost has spoken!” he shouted. “The Holy Ghost has spoken! We have to move on! We have to move on! Everyone back in your seat, please. The Holy Ghost has spoken.”

That was the biggest promotion I had ever gotten in my short career as a photographer. By the way, I got my cash up front for the pictures.

[Editor’s note: I draw no parallels between The Man in Black and Trinity’s pledge drive.]

“We must sacrifice to improve…”

I recognize several of these photos as having been taken in Trinity Hall at Trinity Lutheran School, an interesting old house that was torn down in 1967.

“…these crowded conditions”

I don’t recall being all that cramped, but I guess first or second graders don’t take up all that much room.

The whole fund-raising publication

I scanned the whole document into an Adobe pdf format. Click on the link below to download the whole fund-raising booklet with some church history and other things in it. Trinity Lutheran Church Pledge Drive Booklet

 

Mystery Men, Mystery Meat

Here’s another mystery photo. It looks like the meeting is being held in some kind of sporting location because this shot has a door marked Locker Room in it. On the other hand, I can’t think of any schools that allowed the serving of beer. (Take a look at the old-style carbon tetrachloride fire extinguisher on the wall.

Falstaff cups

I see some soft drink bottles in some photos, but this beverage is being dispensed into Falstaff cups. I can’t see the pictures on the wall clearly enough to identify them. They aren’t athletes. I wonder if these might have been taken at the Knights of Columbus building?

Mystery meat

Looks like the server is dishing out a Sloppy Joe. They were one of my favorite cafeteria foods in elementary school until one day when I ate one too many and got spun around on the playground. I haven’t been able to face another one to this day.

OK, folks, it’s up to you to fill in the blanks on this one.

Atlanta Cyclists Headed to Key West

I’ve been neglecting my bike blog lately, so I spent a day a editing a video and pulling together photos of three women from Atlanta who camped overnight in our back yard on their way to Key West.

Before they pulled out of town, I led them on a ride on Palm Beach’s Lake Trail. Here they are in front of Donald Trump’s Mar-a-Lago.

You can see more photos of the riders on PalmBeachBikeTours.

Video of Palm Beach Lake Trail ride