On the fun side, I recall that Alex and I used to take our father's car when he was away on business, without his knowledge of course, to attend parties. (Editor's note: Brian Guerrini was guilty of this also. I'll never forget when he drove his father's car off a cliff! What a hoot that was. Remember Willie? Sorry Bob. Please go on, rk) A band known as the Blackbirds, normally played at these parties. We spent a lot ot time in my "home away from home" . . . . the Sessions'. I remember the night we baby-sat one of the Sessions' neighbor's house . . . a great night only interupted by parents picking up their kids!!
I have great memories of Bolivia. Memories of good friends, an appetite for enjoying everything we did to the fullest and the passion with which we lived each day. Indeed, they were good times! See you in Austin!
Willie Rodriquez (geologist), Class of '68 . . . . I remember Los Atomos (Michy and I) decided it would be very cool to shave our heads. We did and as we were watching all of our hair being removed layer by layer, we had second thoughts about our great idea. My mother's reaction was typical of everyone's we met, "Muchacho, que te has hecho!!"" I wore a hat for the next three months.
I also remember climbing La Muela del Diablo with Dick Kraighman and others the first day of summer vacation (actually winter). We had gone up and on our way down had to wait for Dick who was taking his sweet time joining the rest of the group (Editor's note: I take exception to Willie's comment. I had simply stopped to smell the roses, rk). We waited for a while and decided it would be prudent to go back up (!) and find him. We found him sprawled on the ground looking in pretty bad shape. He had taken a spill and hurt his knee (Editor's note: "Hurt?!" "Totaled" might be a better description, rk) We urged him on (Editor's note: With friends like this who needs enemies?, rk) saying it would only be a few hours. He bravely pushed on (Editor's note: Make that "crawled on" Willie) until we finally made it. The next day (second day of vacation), Dick's leg was placed in a cast (Editor's note: It still hurts when it rains, rk). He had broken his knee. To this day, I don't have a clue how he managed to get down that mountain! (Editor's note: 'Cuz I couldn't wait to have everyone sign my cast, rk)
(Editor's final note: No one had a better buddy growing up than Willie Rodriquez. Thank you my old friend. You are the source of many great memories, rk)
