Steven Pace:  

CLASS OF 1979
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Pulaski High SchoolClass of 1979
Milwaukee, WI
Milwaukee, WI
Milwaukee, WI
Milwaukee, WI

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Hi all! I wonder from time to time where many of you are and what you may be doing. I've seen and done many things and met many interesting people along the way. The wonders and joys have been many- although there have been some disappointments- even a tragedy here and there. There has been hard work and I've done some things that I never thought I could do. Throughout most of my life, I've been relatively happy, relatively healthy, and relatively sane! HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I've seen much beauty and plenty of suffering in the world. I think of how I used to be and realize all the changes I've been through. Thank God there were people all along the way to help me through it all. It seems like all I did was blink or turn my head and all at once- I'm 63! The years have been good to me, and when I look back 45 years or so ago- it's bittersweet- the more so because I can never go back. I suppose I'm content to let it be a memory. I'd like to thank everyone who organized and attended our 40th! So wonderful to see you all and speak of our lives/memories. How fortunate we are and have been! Stevie FLEETING TIME, ENDURING LEGACY Pulaski High- my, my, my, my Has it really been forty plus years? The vision is clear nonetheless Old walls still stand tall And “Aitchee kaitchee dominaichee— Ah ba boo, alabala boo… Juneau, we’re gonna whoop you!!!” That’s how we won Yes, that was Mister Harry Max I still hear that in his voice School spirit personified Endless days of summer haze Cross country and cool Spring breezes Gee whizzers, was that me Running on the track? “Runners, take your mark, HO!!” Mr. Coady urging Tired versions of yours truly Forward, onward He was a great, great man Mr. Parker wrote ‘Shalom’ Twice in my yearbooks I happened upon him Thirty four years later In Lomira by happenstance I thanked him profusely For teaching me history Imparting upon me A lasting passion for it Mr. Wisniewski, Mrs. Heath Mrs. Mahoney, Mr. Pignet All gave me a love For the written page As you can see For the play, folklore, the fiction Poem and too short story of it all Thank you, thank you. Please Enjoy Your Visit (A personal ode to the Milwaukee Public Museum) Back to the days of iron and beer Through the streetcar Into old cobblestone streets Street posters telling...Expand for more
of five cent dinners Granny on the porch in her rocker Huge phony oak trees H.M.S. Sloop ‘o War Felicity This is a reminder that there is no eating or drinking around any of the exhibits; this includes Solomon Juneau’s cabin facing southeast. The butterfly queue— Make sure the door ahead of you is closed so their tropical humidity cannot escape. Please do not touch them; they are Sensitive Delicate Fragile. You may hold out your arms/hands/fingers and they may light on you. Please check your clothing in the three-way mirror when you leave to ensure that you aren’t carrying any hitchhikers. Life on Earth used to be A Trip through Time Press the button to see Earth’s surface. Press the button to see the lunar surface. Do you remember this when you were a little guy? Mineral Crystals Earthquakes Volcanic Charts Cephalopods swimming In what used to be a tropical reef 400 million years ago A reminder that no food or beverages are allowed in the rainforest— or in Theater One. This includes water and candy on the up escalator to life on the edge in tide pools, in deserts, igloos and around wolf killers and the rings of the 600 year-old Douglas fir cut in 1926. Did you know Pyramid Lake is dying? If you wish to eat or drink please do not do this on the escalators near the mummy of Djed-Hor— please do this only on the ground floor; away from the ocean’s descent and the parade of lobsters, Beebe and Barton’s bathysphere, the Indian market, the Kava ceremony and all three down escalators. Please do this in the cafeteria area only. Hanging Out on the Old Campus During daydreams I see fairy tales In fairy tales hear thunderclaps During thunderclaps Feel my conscience And within that feeling I sit In the seat of my heart Near some waterlily ponds Just like Monet A ghost near the lecture hall To appear and disappear There I am to this day An ambassador Sometimes knowing Sometimes not During childhood I saw violence In violence heard compassion During contemplation Felt my sadness And within that sadness I sat Shocked into stillness Near the hamburger stand Just like Wimpy There I was until yesterday Beyond absolution Like still life in a painting Pure as any Soul Many thanks all around to those who organized and coordinated our 45th reunion! Again a real joy! Looking forward to our 50th!!! "If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need."-- Cicero
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By the Ganges, India
Mr. Ian & Crayfish
1969
Waterfall Tour Marinette County
My wife Melanie
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Stoned in '78
30th Wedding Anniversary Luau Pupukea, Hawaii
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Ka'ena Point, Hawaii
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