I Remember When . . . .
Great Stories about growing up in the Horntown, Oklahoma area!

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Fond Memories

     It seems my neighbors were always along when I got into trouble. One time Dad let me drive our pickup over to the Nolenís house to pick up Mom. She rode to work with Ruth Nolen and usually Dad picked her up , but this particular day he was very busy when it came time, so he let me have the keys. I was about 14, but had been driving at home in the pasture and on the tractor in the fields, so it wasnít like I didnít know how to drive.
     The problem started when I let Jean Carol convince me that she could really drive good , and would I let her drive down to the mile intersection. Well, against my better judgment, I let her. When we got to the intersection, she was supposed to pull over and let me have the wheel, but instead, she decided to go ahead and turn the corner. Well, she did! Turn the corner, that is! And right off the end of the culvert. There we sat high-centered on the culvert. The right back wheel suspended in the air over the ditch. We didnít know how were going to get going again and time was running out. We had about 15 minutes to get off and get to the Nolens without anyone knowing what we had done.
     As luck would have it, this happened right across the corner from the old gym and directly across from Coach Hullís house. Well, embarrassed as we were, we gathered our courage and called on Coach for help. He managed to get us back on the road again and we were only 5 minutes late. Mom was not too happy to see me driving, and she was more than a little upset with Dad for allowing me to drive without a license. And from then on , I never, ever let Jean Carol convince me she was a good driver. AHHH!!!! the good old days!
Eulene (Noblett) Teakell, Class of 1960

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