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Eugene Church · 10-13-2021, 04:23 PM

MY LIFE IN 1956
EC's In a Fix in '56

Sorry, I have gotten out of my rhythm and pattern of posting... I need to get back to regular posts.

Well, it's April, 1956... and EC is in a fix... but it's my own fault... nobody else's... can't blame it on my stepfather... he was a good decent guy... God bless me with him... he took care of the family very well... I'm just too shy and socially awkward and I couldn't dance... ... that's really crazy, because I love music... but I only do things when I look good doing them... and I have gapped teeth, too... and I won't do anything to change my ways... no girl in her right mind is going to go out with a guy like EC... so I just drift lonely through life... playing basketball with my friends, but not mixing and mingling with them after school and developing as a normal teenager... my buddies were beginning to date and hang out at drive-in in the evenings, while I was going to a lot of movies alone... and working on the weekend as a pot washer in the Ranch Restaurant every Friday and Saturday... I couldn't go to the Murphy High football games... sadly I missed out on sock hops and after-the-game dances.

However, I did get my crossed eye fixed with surgery... this was at the beginning of the school year... my eye was fixed, but the sad thing is it wasn't fixed in my head... so I still was burdened with this psychological affliction, that I created... to a great extent, you are what you think you are, whether you are that way or not... 10 years from now, a psych major at LSUNO would get me to read a book "Psycho-Cybernetics" and it would help change my life... I learned what confidence and positive thinking can do for your self-esteem... EC was nowhere near as bad as he thought he was... wish I had read the book in my Sophomore year.

No, EC wouldn't go back and change anything in my life... in the end, it has come out to be a wonderful life... wouldn't change a thing.

The last good year I had was in '53 in the 8th grade... my life has been on the decline since then... 9th grade at Barton was a loser year, both socially and academically... I also digressed in baseball... I'm now at Murphy High School in the 10th grade... what's it like?... lots of pretty gals, yes indeed... but in EC's mind, none of them are interested in him... but EC can dream and fantasize in his mind... but EC doesn't have the confidence or nerve to ask one of these pretty ladies out... I just admire them from a distance... in class, I'm friendly, outgoing, pleasant and easy to get along with, but I had a way of agravating the teachers at times in a good-natured way with cute comments or questions... I think I did this to gain attention... EC wanted to impress the guys and the girls... I was one of the cut-ups in the class and was pretty good at it... people seemed to like me... and I was a good student, but I didn't study any... EC was mostly an A student in history, social studies, general science and english... physics, chemistry, trigonometry gave me fits, especially when I did not try to study it and learn it... made C's and D's in those courses... as I said EC was just drifting through his life and not doing anything to change it in a positive manner... EC had no motivation or purpose in life... just call me the lonely drifter.

But I enjoyed my home room class with Walter Wilson, George Clausen, Herman Van Devender and Bobby Morgan... Herman never missed a day of school in his life... I learned this at graduation when they singled him out with a special award... No, EC didn't quite qualify for the Perfect Attendance Award... I played hooky my senior year 40 times and often would skip classes... Walter was a cut-up like me... we kept Mrs. Bivona busy in home room, trying to tone us down... we skipped a lot of classes together, too... we had some cute girls in home room... Sue Sheppard and Jean Galloway... I kind of had a crush on them... looking back, they might have had a crush on me, too... sadly, none of us spoke up... guys and gals were pretty shy in high school in the 50s... it was 10 years in the future when I learned from my best friend in college that the worst thing a girl can do to a guy is say "no"... it ain't life or death... his philosophy was to ask 10 pretty girls out and maybe one would say "yes".... he was not handsome at all, but my best friend dated a lot of good-looking gals.

10-13-2021, 04:23 PM	#218
Eugene Church Hall Of Famer Join Date: Aug 2002 Posts: 35,877	MY LIFE IN 1956 EC's In a Fix in '56 Sorry, I have gotten out of my rhythm and pattern of posting... I need to get back to regular posts. Well, it's April, 1956... and EC is in a fix... but it's my own fault... nobody else's... can't blame it on my stepfather... he was a good decent guy... God bless me with him... he took care of the family very well... I'm just too shy and socially awkward and I couldn't dance... ... that's really crazy, because I love music... but I only do things when I look good doing them... and I have gapped teeth, too... and I won't do anything to change my ways... no girl in her right mind is going to go out with a guy like EC... so I just drift lonely through life... playing basketball with my friends, but not mixing and mingling with them after school and developing as a normal teenager... my buddies were beginning to date and hang out at drive-in in the evenings, while I was going to a lot of movies alone... and working on the weekend as a pot washer in the Ranch Restaurant every Friday and Saturday... I couldn't go to the Murphy High football games... sadly I missed out on sock hops and after-the-game dances. However, I did get my crossed eye fixed with surgery... this was at the beginning of the school year... my eye was fixed, but the sad thing is it wasn't fixed in my head... so I still was burdened with this psychological affliction, that I created... to a great extent, you are what you think you are, whether you are that way or not... 10 years from now, a psych major at LSUNO would get me to read a book "Psycho-Cybernetics" and it would help change my life... I learned what confidence and positive thinking can do for your self-esteem... EC was nowhere near as bad as he thought he was... wish I had read the book in my Sophomore year. No, EC wouldn't go back and change anything in my life... in the end, it has come out to be a wonderful life... wouldn't change a thing. The last good year I had was in '53 in the 8th grade... my life has been on the decline since then... 9th grade at Barton was a loser year, both socially and academically... I also digressed in baseball... I'm now at Murphy High School in the 10th grade... what's it like?... lots of pretty gals, yes indeed... but in EC's mind, none of them are interested in him... but EC can dream and fantasize in his mind... but EC doesn't have the confidence or nerve to ask one of these pretty ladies out... I just admire them from a distance... in class, I'm friendly, outgoing, pleasant and easy to get along with, but I had a way of agravating the teachers at times in a good-natured way with cute comments or questions... I think I did this to gain attention... EC wanted to impress the guys and the girls... I was one of the cut-ups in the class and was pretty good at it... people seemed to like me... and I was a good student, but I didn't study any... EC was mostly an A student in history, social studies, general science and english... physics, chemistry, trigonometry gave me fits, especially when I did not try to study it and learn it... made C's and D's in those courses... as I said EC was just drifting through his life and not doing anything to change it in a positive manner... EC had no motivation or purpose in life... just call me the lonely drifter. But I enjoyed my home room class with Walter Wilson, George Clausen, Herman Van Devender and Bobby Morgan... Herman never missed a day of school in his life... I learned this at graduation when they singled him out with a special award... No, EC didn't quite qualify for the Perfect Attendance Award... I played hooky my senior year 40 times and often would skip classes... Walter was a cut-up like me... we kept Mrs. Bivona busy in home room, trying to tone us down... we skipped a lot of classes together, too... we had some cute girls in home room... Sue Sheppard and Jean Galloway... I kind of had a crush on them... looking back, they might have had a crush on me, too... sadly, none of us spoke up... guys and gals were pretty shy in high school in the 50s... it was 10 years in the future when I learned from my best friend in college that the worst thing a girl can do to a guy is say "no"... it ain't life or death... his philosophy was to ask 10 pretty girls out and maybe one would say "yes".... he was not handsome at all, but my best friend dated a lot of good-looking gals. Last edited by Eugene Church; 10-27-2021 at 05:51 PM.