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55 Years and still partying. Friday, October 6, 2023 at Garvies Point Brewery in Glen Cove   Remembering Amy Rothstein Elfersy January 2023 Betty Cohn Simpson April 2023 Letitia Dishaw Shea May 2023 Cindy Bishop McCoy July 2023 Leo Della Vecchia September 2023     Our 50th Reunion was a blast ! Weekend of Sept. 21-23, 2018 More Photos Click above for Slideshow - Hit <ESC> key to return If you are not receiving information about the Class of 1968 please send your preferred email address or other contact information to: GCHS68@yahoo.com October 25th 2013 - 60s Soiree Class of 1968 was well-represented at this gathering of classes from 1964 to 1968 Dave Sloane, Dave Nieri, Mike Dishaw, Pam Sutton, Tommy Staab, Franne (Peters) Visslailli, Mike Izzo, Rose Montello ('67), Doug Graham, Francis McGuire, Angela Buffa, Wendy (Platt) Olesen, Joann (Anthanasio) Delisle 45th RENDEZVOUS July 5, 6, 7, 2013 Francis McGuire, Franne Peters, Dave Nieri, Nancy Rant, Tom Staab, Mary Capobianco, John Rogalski, Pam Sutton, Rich Reynolds, Joanne Simoneschi, Bob Pascucci, Paula Kehoe, Rene McMahon, Wendy Platt, Dave Sloane, Kathy Maxey, Mike Izzo, Bill Basdavanos, Jackie Haber, Richard Picon, Janet Brown, Paul Tuthill, Lisa Craig, Carl Erickson, Brenda Weck

We Are the Class of '68 - Somehow We Survived If you lived as a child in the 50's and 60's, looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have........ As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paint. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes far and wide, we wore no helmets. And mom never found out about us hitchhiking to town! We drank water from the garden hose or a roadside spring, and not from a plastic bottle. Horrors! We would spend hours building go-carts out of scavenged junk and then rode 'em down the hill, only to find out we forgot to invent brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. No mobile phones. Unthinkable! We played touch (and sometimes tackle) football without equipment and sometimes we'd get hurt. We climbed trees (and sometimes fell out of them). We got cut and broke bones and broke teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We ate Hostess cupcakes, bread with real butter, and drank plenty of soda, but we were never overweight .........we were always outside playing, burning up energy! We shared one bottle of soda with four friends .........we all drank from one bottle and no one died! We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X Boxes, video games, nor 300 channels on Dish TV, videotape movies, surround sound, cell phones, pagers, personal computers, Internet chat rooms ........we had friends. We went outside and found them. If we were lucky, we could chat late at night on our walki-talkies. That was the height of our technology. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rung the bell or just walked in and played with them. Imagine such a thing! Without asking a parent! All by ourselves! Out there in the cold cruel world! Without a guardian. How did we do it? We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever. Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. No one to hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we ran afoul of the law was unheard of. We would rather they didn't find out because they actually sided with the law. Imagine that! And the punishment when we got home would be worse than anything the police could dish out! We had the luck to grow up as kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good..... Our generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years has been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to. And you're one of them. Congratulations!     Submit photos and stuff to Dave Nieri at GCHS68@yahoo.com

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Glen Cove Elementary Schools | 50th Reunion 2018 | 40th Reunion 2008 | 30th Reunion 1998 | Alumni Location Guide | Alumni Index | In Memoriam | Events of '67-'68

Visitors Page updated 10/02/23   This web site is dedicated to the memory of my buddy Dave Morrison GCHS Class of 1966 David R. Morrison 1948 - 2006