More thoughts on Daylight Saving Time

Introduction: Just a few short comments concerning last week’s remarks about Daylight Saving Time (DST) will serve to introduce a column of more varied items. Maybe I should say I hope I don’t get hung up and too wordy on one subject.

I will begin where I left off last week.

The annual madness of Daylight Saving Time:

The last sentence of last week’s column referred to a Tuft University Professor’s book titled “Spring Forward: The Annual Madness of Daylight Saving Time.” Before writing another word, I realize to some the arrangement to which we have just changed to is pure ecstasy. To others it is misery at its most punishing form.

Each reader can choose their own preference as to which time arrangement they desire. As most readers know by now, the years have allowed me to “wax eloquent” on my dislike for DST. My late sister, Jackie McEntyre, was such an outspoken critic of DST that I named her “Queen of Daylight Saving Time.”

Last week, a couple of comments of a ridiculous nature, made by others, were shared with readers. It is the humorous reflections others make that give a degree of pleasure to this writer. In looking for things written about DST, I could hardly find those who would say or write positive or worthy things about DST. One writer did say “Daylight Saving Time has some unexpected winners and losers when it comes to how Americans spend their time and money.” The preference was determined by the chief interests of those surveyed.

One report indicated that farmers in America no longer put up the same kind of organized opposition that they once did. The report went on to say, “… but across the world, farmers are still the first group that would like to see the College annual of 1954. The 1952 CHS annual is somewhere close to me but lost in what many term “clutter.”

Glennese Rogers was a great friend in high school and remained a good friend during the remaining years of her life. Preachers Mitch Phillips and Brent Davis did an outstanding job in associating Glennese’s attitude and heart with the life which brought great pleasure to all who knew her. She always made it a point to be at class reunions. Coach Diane Smith said she enjoyed most seeing and talking with Glennese at the class gatherings. Glennese was one of the great athletes during our day.

What Glennese’s funeral did was bring together some of the 1952 graduating class, along with others on each side of her school years. What a joy it was for me to eat lunch with classmates L. P. Owens, Jim Lay, Mignon Franklin Ballard. Mignon is the author of our class. Classmates Kayanne Walraven and Marcelle Burch McClurd were a part of the large gathering. Our graduating class was small. It grows smaller each year. At our lunch we once again allowed Mignon to show us how to locate the center of a circle by construction. That was one of the greatest events of my school career.

Enjoy your classmates – both in the present and the decades to come. Michael Clark and it is not true: The story sounds plausible. But like many other observations made, this one is simply not true. For years, the former director of Calhoun High’s Marching Yellow Jacket band, Michael Clark, has come forth was a short rendition of the Late Jim Reeves song “He’ll Have To Go.” Most of us hear it often in a TV ad. It is not true that Michael Clark wrote this song and is responsible for thousands of the some two-million views on You Tube.