Monday, June 28, 2010

Bob Nicodemus

I did not know Bob Nicodemus had passed away?

Ralph Shumaker has made a memorial page to his classmates of 1965

Please take time to comment and support his time in remembering these wonderful people who passed on to soon.!/group.php?gid=376736055694&ref=nf

Mr. Denman Sr.

I work long days and nights when the business is good. I remember Dad talking about Mr. Denman Nevada. I think he said he was an accountant. Dad was a police officer in the 50's and early 60's. Mr. Denman Sr. had an office somewhere around the White Grill on the oppisite side of the highway 71.

Dad said back then there was not alarm systems except for the officers that would go after dark every hour on the hour and check the doors and flash their flashlight in the windows of the office to see if all was O.K.

Dad always said he checked on Mr. Denman Sr. who worked long hours into the night. He would see Mr. Denman in his office working, shake the door and make sure it was locked and then flash his light to only see Mr. Denman working on his books like "Scrooge" in the movie.

One night as Dad was checking on Mr. Denman Sr. he said he saw he was slumped over his desk. He had passed away while working and Dad had found him. Mr. Denman's son John, soon became the President of Citizens State Bank in Nevada. Barbara worked for Mr. Denman and when Dad left the Police Force to start his own Janitor Business Mr. Denman Jr. was the first to help him get his business started. He was always thankful to Dad that Dad cared enough to check on his father every evening to make sure he was O.K.

The Guthrie's and Brittingham's

Guthrie -- 60 years

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Nevada Daily Mail

Mr. and Mrs. James L. Guthrie will celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary on Friday, June 4, 2010, with their children and grandchildren at a dinner at Nevada Country Club.

Jim and Shirley were married on June 4, 2010, at the Arcadia Christian Church in Arcadia, Kan. The Guthrie family moved to Nevada, Mo., in 1960, and operated the General Motors Dealership until 2009.

The Guthrie children include Lee and Mary Love Guthrie, and Mark and Janet Guthrie, of Nevada, and the late Melinda Guthrie. They have two granddaughters, Erica Guthrie and Marci Townsend and husband Michael, all of Overland Park, Kan.

Cards may be sent to 14091 East Pawhuska Road, Nevada, MO 64772.

© Copyright 2010 Nevada Daily Mail. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.
Dad used to "trade" cars at Ford Motor Company & Richardson's Mothor Company in the 60's. It seemed with Dad's good taste in cars they were all vying for his business. At that time he was Chief of Police and Mr. Guthrie was the new Chevy Dealer in town they struck up a relationship with respect for each other. As long as I can remember Mr. Guthrie was "good" to Dad and Mom with credit to buy cars when they needed them or repairs. I think this included Galen's 1968 Bronze Camero! Awesome car!

Monday, June 21, 2010

Why I ALWAYS wanted to be a Photographer...

"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again."

Dad's Kids, A Father's Day Gift

The last trip to the cemetery in May I took Dad a Father's Day gift. Everytime I went to the cemetery with Mom and Dad he would walk me over to another stone and tell me this is what he wanted, everything just like these people had done. The front was to be 2 wedding rings intwined with the day they got married and the back was to be all of our names. Barbara and I worked for weeks designing Mom and Dad's stone. We finally come up with almost the exact stone Dad had asked for (Mom never wanted to discuss it) she would say "Oh Stanley, you just worry to much" Kaye knows what you want you told her before!

Anyway, my gift to Dad was finding a picture frame that would weather the outdoors and I wanted to give him the picture he took of all of us, so that's what I did! This picture was taken at the Spring Street house, we were stairstep kids on wheels (Dad made sure we were all on wheels! even Thurman in a stroller)!!! summer 1956-57.

Marilyn added beautiful dew drop roses for Mom, Dad, Marty, Mary, Grandma and Grandpa Brittingham. Barbara and I helped with the arrangement.

It's very lonely there but yet quite and serene. Only the sound of the train in the distant background. A picture on a stone puts a face to the life of a person (what is the old saying?) A picture is worth a thousand words, it truely is in a cemetery. When we left the cemetery that day, it looked so lovely and all the flower's were saying "You have not forgotten us"
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Sunday, June 20, 2010

I connected with a High School friend of Marty's on Facebook, Ron Whitrow

Hi Kaye,

Of course I remember Marty. He was by far the best of all of us. He use to make me laugh with his mannerisms and the things he would say. Marty was just too funny!

I was pretty angry at Ronnie Swan for a long time after that. Anyone getting in a car with him took their life in their hands. It was, and still is a really sad memory.

We were driving back from play a gig in Rich Hill and seen accident not too long after it happened. Cops and ambulances were on the scene. All we could see was a car upsidedown. We didn't have a clue who it was until we heard the next day.

I can see Marty in your face. Ron
Ron, just having a friend of Marty's to talk to brings me to tears. I love to hear stories of his short life and his kindness. I always compared him to "Wally Cleaver"! You saw the accident? That sends chills through my body knowing I have connected with someone who was there but did not know it was Marty. My Dad was DEVASTED until the day he passed away April 8th, 2008. Mom died 27 days before him. I was 14 when Marty was killed, our phone rang about 2:00 a.m. and Ingles Ferry simply said to my Dad "We have your son's body here" Then our entire rest of our lifes was turned "UPSIDE DOWN" We had to start school the day after Marty's funeral and NOT ONE TEACHER OR COUNSLER SAID A WORD TO US! They felt in those days it was better to NOT talk about trama in familes personal life and perhaps it would just simply be forgotten and we as a family would move on. After Marty was killed I struggled in school and went from straight A's to just dropping out after my Junior year ( I finished with a GED with the help of Mr. Reed)  I had to take Marty's place working with Mom and Dad in the Janitor service. I worked until 2-3:00 a.m everyday and could not keep up with my school work.

My Dad talked to Trooper Atkinson in the driveway of our house on Main St. I hid behind a tree and listened. He told Dad Marty was not killed instantly as the Daily Mail FULL PAGE headlines read. Marty was in the middle of the front seat. P.S. After Marty was killed Ron told in court that Marty was driving! What a Scuz!!! Dad did not press man slaugher out of the goodness of his heart-HE SHOULD HAVE! "he said it would not bring Marty back"? Trooper Atkinson said Marty had nothing to hang on to like Ron and Jarrel-Jarrel said Marty pushed both his hands up to the roof of the car and tried to hold on. Jarrel went out the passanger door, Marty was thrown through the wideshield and Ron remained in the car holding onto the steering wheel. Marty was alive after the accident, Jarrel said-he said Marty was begging God to help him. He bled to death.

Thursday, June 17, 2010


T-Mobile Dash was a sleek Windows Mobile Smartphone that kept me connected and was comfortable to hold. She connected with all my e-mail's easily. She viewed and shared photos, videos, and attachments or she browsed the Web. BD: 2007 Passed away 6/17/2010

T-MOBILE DASH CELL PHONE HAS DIED. It was a slow and very painful death. Sudden virus "sucked" the life out of it this morning. A new Blackberry is on it's way to arrive any day now. T-Mobile Dash Cell Phone will be cremated and dumped off the Broadway Bridge at a small memorial service today. FRIENDS MAY REACH ME TO PAY THEIR RESPECTS BY EMAIL

this will be the only way to reach me until MS. White Blackberry arrives.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for christ will last.

Only One Life-Mom had a little quite "yellowed" plaque in the kitchen of our house on Main Street. It was always placed on the old wall furnace in the kitchen. The wall furnace never worked. She told me the little wooden plaque belonged to her Mother and her Grandmother had brought it over from Germany.. For some reason, the morning Dad passed away, I had that little plaque in my jacket pocket. I went to the Care Center alone-I entered and walked to Dad's room alone. There I broke down, I dropped to my knees and did not know what to do without Mom, who had just passed in the last weeks and now Dad was gone. I was crying and then Brian the nurse that cared for both Mom and Dad picked me up. I had Mom's Mother's plaque in my pocket and took it out and told Brian I wanted him to have it for all he had done for Mom and Dad. Marilyn had told me Brain had wanted to be a Minister, he was in my eyes.

Two little lines I heard one day,Traveling along life's busy way;

Bringing conviction to my heart, And from my mind would not depart;

Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Only one life, yes only one, Soon will its fleeting hours be done;

Then, in 'that day' my Lord to meet, And stand before His Judgement seat;

Only one life,'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Only one life, the still small voice, Gently pleads for a better choice

Bidding me selfish aims to leave, And to God's holy will to cleave;

Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Only one life, a few brief years, Each with its burdens, hopes, and fears;

Each with its clays I must fulfill, living for self or in His will;

Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

When this bright world would tempt me sore, When Satan would a victory score;

When self would seek to have its way, Then help me Lord with joy to say;

Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Give me Father, a purpose deep, In joy or sorrow Thy word to keep;

Faithful and true what e'er the strife, Pleasing Thee in my daily life;

Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Oh let my love with fervor burn, And from the world now let me turn;

Living for Thee, and Thee alone, Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne;

Only one life, "twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Only one life, yes only one, Now let me say,"Thy will be done";

And when at last I'll hear the call, I know I'll say "twas worth it all";

Only one life,'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.

Author Unknown

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Father steals NInja Turtle popsicle from son-son is clueless! Memorial Day parade - Stoneham, MA - Stoneham Sun

The Morning News Memorial Day 2010
Purchase this Photo Wicked Local Photo by Nicole Goodhue Boyd
Marty Hergert and his son, Charley, cool off with some ice cream on Town Hall Common as they wait for the Memorial Day Parade to pass through. The parade started at Elm Street near St. Patrick’s Cemetery, went down Elm and Main streets, Montvale Avenue to Lindenwood Cemetery for a brief ceremony, then back towards Town Hall, where a ceremony was held on the steps.

The Father proclaimed his innocence and son refused to press charges. (by Kaye)

PHOTO GALLERY: Memorial Day parade - Stoneham, MA - Stoneham Sun