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Embracing 90 Years of Age

My wife and a few former students and friends have been plotting to give me a 90th birthday party. They are hopeful that a large number of former students and close friends will be able to come by for a few minutes to say hello. (What if they gave me a party and no one came? I am not the only one that would be embarrassed.

The mini-committee has a beautiful gold on black poster, but it is too large for the constraints of this blog. Don’t let these women down.

So, here are the details you need to know.

WHAT: 90th Birthday Celebration

PLACE: The Ship – 6604 Harney Road, Tampa, FL

Put the address in Google and you  will have a nice pic of the location a little south of Sligh Ave.

TIME: January 3, 2026 – COME & Go – 2 PM to 4 PM

YOUR ATTENDANCE IS YOUR GIFT

A card, including a memory, will be fine.

THIS WILL BE AN ADULTS ONLY CELEBRATION

If you live far away you may leave a comment on the blog.

Shortly After Jan. 1936. (c) Ferrell Jenkins.

YOUR ATTENDANCE IS YOUR GIFT

A card, including a memory, will be fine.

THIS WILL BE AN ADULTS ONLY CELEBRATION

If you live far away you may leave a comment on the blog.

January 3rd in (my) History

I am sure that many significant things have happened on January 3rd, but the one most important to me was my birth on this day. One day I was looking for some photos of the old cotton mills from Huntsville, Alabama, and ran across a site that also had a vintage post card of the City Hospital. This is the way I remember the hospital when I was a kid.

Huntsville, AL, city hospital on an old postcard.

My parents lived in the New Hope area when I was born. About three years later we moved to Harvest, a rural community with a population of about 200. I attended a four-room school for the first 8 years of schooling. There were 2 grades in each room with one teacher. When I was about 10 years of age I was back in the hospital overnight to have a tonsillectomy.

Little could I have imagined in those formative years that I would be able to travel around the world (1995), and to many diverse and exotic places. I don’t even remember when I first learned about China or Egypt or Russia. There was no State of Israel back then, only a Zionist dream. My first remembrance of hearing about Japan was on December 7, 1941, the day of the infamous attack on Pearl Harbor.

I wish my Mother, now 94, could still remember this day in our history.