Joanna (J.) Zietlow-Hogan:  

CLASS OF 1969
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Wausau High SchoolClass of 1969
Wausau, WI
Wausau, WI
Wausau, WI
St. petersburg, FL
Wausau, WI

Joanna (J.)'s Story

Life Graduated from Wausau High 1969. I absolutely hated high school and would have done anything to avoid it. My only "saving grace" were a few close friends. In high school my greatest lesson was in regard to the total superficialness and inhumanity that a few others can demonstrate; including educators. It is just too bad that those few can impact a person's life so dramatically. I learned that our greatest support must come from "self." I did learn to be very strong in the face of terrible adversities and misunderstanding which has become my greatest asset in completing my lifes' journey. After high school I attended Concordia College, Moorhead, MN (Music/Elementary Ed.), 1969-1970. I returned to Wausau, received my AA Science/Nursing degree and eventually moved to Minnesota. My life was no longer complicated, or awkward and it fell into place. My goals now became attainable and I became successful at any goal I set. I was married 1984, two children Shannon and Sean. I love gardening and out of doors activities; absolutely "HATE" winter and would love to move to Arizona. My husband works hard to keep our yard the "showplace" of the neighborhood and with my gardens it resembles a lovely park. I have a minature schnauzer, Pickles who adds much to our family. My daughter Shannon graduated from the U of MN two years ago and is finding her "nitch" in real estate developement/property management; her major was sociology. My son, Sean lived in Tampa, but has been back for two years now. He seems to have found a "nitch" in the construction field. He's a "hands on" person. I have tried to ingrain into my children the value of compassion and nonjudgement towards all people. My husband is in transportation. He is looking forward to retirement in a few years. I have spent much of my career working with the chronically and persistantly disabled attempting to make a difference in their lives and assisting them to be successful. My lifes' motto has been, "to make a difference in the lives of others," and "do no harm." It's fine to be a "caretaker" as long as you are not hurting anothers potential by doing so. I truly believe that these mottos can apply for all to follow. School I loved grade school until I was about 11 years old. At that time life became very complicated for me, full of isolation. I was not only a "fatty", but I was different. I attempted to just "trudge through" those years, but found them filled with torment and agony. I was faced with cruelty and torment from some peers on a daily basis. The hardest thing was trying to understand what I had done to deserve it all. I survived grade school, moved into junior and senior high. Again, I found some of the cruelest people that I would ever encounter in my life. I was literally afraid to go to school and at times I was afraid to leave the house. I would miss so much school that "Ol Gene" was calling my home daily. There were certain peers that found it especially rewarding to physically and emotionally abuse me on a daily basis. Some of my homeroom peers actually tried to throw me out of a third story window and then would laugh about how frieghtened I was. I remember the "terrible" bus rides home with the terrible beatings and verbal threats. Someone once said, "some good comes out of everything." I must say that I did learn I had to develope an inner strength that would carry me the rest of my entire life. I think that are many that are much less fortunate and have not found this inner strength. I will never forget the "bullies", but now I feel sorry for and forgive their miserable behaviors. I have never understood how "difference" can breed such contempt towards those who may be different and provoke abuse towards another human being. I certainly saw this in my high school years. Now, all my friends consider me a highly compassionate and nurturing individual. In adulthood I have realized that I am intelligient, important and certainly have much to offer other human beings. I give thanks daily for those who did support me and show me kindness in my childhood. College Concordia Collete, Moorhead, 1969-70. I thought choral music was going to be "my life." My that changed. University of Wisconsin, 1971-74 in conjunction with Northcentral College, 1971-74. Associate of Science 1974, Nursing. University of Minnesota 1984 completed Bachlors, Psychology. BSN, 1989 through Purdue University which my nursing program had been a "satellite" program of. Have been "plunking" along in the area of Public Health, but seem to always "fall-back" on the nursing as an income base. Now, have started my own company. Workplace Graduated in 1974, Associate of Science-Nursing. Worked as an RN in Intensive and Coronary care 1974-77. Nursing Supervisor and Nurse Clinician, State of Minnesota, 1977-current. Developed ESRUN Company 2002. Because of some complications with two serious work injuries I have left the nursing profession. My little company is now focused on computer peripheral sales. Since this initially been written there are a few changes. Those who knew me may recall I had a sister who was quite a bit older than I was. She has now moved to Minnesota and I care for her in our home. She's a lovely addition to our home and family and I dearly hope I am adding fulfillment and joy to her remaining years. She was one of the most important supports to my childhood and my growth in to adulthood. I only hope I can repay the strength she has provided me. WHAT ABOUT YOU WOULD "SURPRISE" EVERYONE AT YOUR HIGH SCHOOL REUNION? This was a "story idea" on the Classmates.com site. I really had to laugh ...Expand for more
when I read that. My answer?? Why everything, of course. I can remember my mom telling me that when the first reunion was in its' planning stage that someone had called her for an "update" on my contact information for the reunion. Of course, she gave them those details. I don't know who was planning the exquiste event, but after talking to my mom I was never contacted. Hum, wonder why?? I never really planned on attending one of my High School Reunions, but in all honesty I sure did think about it; a lot! I think I could have probably received numerous awards. I think the most obvious would have been, "the most changed person" award. I remember that when I was about 28 I had been in Wausau. My sister and brother-in-law had been out at the Labor Temple on third avenue for activity. I had brought a friend of mine with me to, "see where I had grown up." She and I went over to the Labor Temple. Sue and I walked in and went over to the bar to join my sister. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a bunch of "hot" guys playing pool. After looking a little more closely, I noticed two of those "hot" guys in particular. Wow, two real "hotties" from high school. Both had been in choir with me, both a year older, both had been "jocks"; football team and baseball. I remember the one in particular was "so cute" in high school. I also remember that both of them use to just love to tease me to the point of abosolute hummiliation. Pay Back?? Why not? I went over to one of the empty pool tables and stuck in the quarters and called Sue over, "hey let's play pool." We were both "so hot." Immediately, I saw the attention we were drawing for the "boy's" over at the next table. Believe me, over my years I had played pool and was a "very good" pool player. Now, of course I needed to present myself as this "needy female that didn't know a thing about pool, or how to play." Susie was actually a pretty good pool player herself. We "fumbled" around for a few shots, but within minutes "the bait was taken." Across the room, "hey ladies, need some help there?" We kind of smled, but basically ignored the question. A couple minutes later both were over at our table watching us. Oh my God, here right next to me stood one of the guy's that I thought was abosolutely a "dream" in high school. I said "hi" to him by name and he really looked puzzled. "Do I know you?", he replied. I told him that I thought he should remember me, "I spent three years with you in choir." Of course, he said he didn't remember me at all. In fact, the exact comment was "Hey, if I was in choir with you, I KNOW I WOULD REMEMBER YOU." i blew that off by telling him that he wouldn't remember me, "I was a fatty and no one remembered me." Well, the coversation went back and forth for "hours" with him questioning and trying to figure out who I was. Not only was he trying very hard to "hook up" with us as his friend had become "interested" in Susie as well. His questions were always answered with vague replies which seemed to totally perplex him even more. Before too long, he was in back of me and at my side giving me "pointers" on how to hold the cue and "make the shots." Between his attempts at seduction and yet even more trying to figure out who I was, it was abosolutely pittiful. Susie was totally aware of my "life's history" and between shots I was able to totally make her aware of who these guy's were and the "history" I had with them. The entire situation totally "blew my mind." It was such a dichotomy. This guy abosolutey "loathed" me in high school and made no attempt to ever hide that fact at the time. Now, I was this "haughty" that he just had to have and conquor! If this "story" could contain Adult Content I could make you blush. I will say, I was "unmerciful" with my coy seductions. This poor guy had to put up with hours of total frustration. Finally, it was 2 AM and bar was going to close. He certainly thought the "deal was closed" for the remainder of the night and he was literally "begging for my attentions." Suddenly, my sister and her husband got up to leave. We said our "adous" and made plans to meet later the next afternoon at their house. Then, "hot jocks" came over to "escort" Susie and I out the door and they certaily thought we were, "leaving with them." I looked at this gorgeous hunk, stared into his gorgious blue eyes and said, "hey, it's been real. We have to go now." I will NEVER forget that total look of disappointment when I said that to him. As we walked out, he literally shadowed me to our car begging for my attentions and not to "just leave him." "Who are you?" Of course he was somewhat enebriated after about five hours of drinking and I understand that. "Why won't you tell me your name?" Then of course there was the, "I thnk I really LIKE you." The night ended with me telling him to, "get out your Wahiscan, go thru it, look at the choir pictures and figure out who I was. When you do, you can easily find me." We left with them both standing at the side of my car. It was a "hoot!" Isn't it funny how someone can literally "hate" you in high school and yet a few years later act like their life will end without you? After this occured it only added more questions within my own mind. One of the biggest was that "how would my life had been different had I been different throughout my entire childhood." How different would I be and would my life have been if only I had been the person I really was? I deeply remember several "loves" in school, they were so painful and unrequited, never to be able to express not even the thought of all those feelings.
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