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Lincoln SJPD monthly retiree’s breakfast.

Joe Ross, Craig Shuey, Kerry Smith, Pat Boyd, Rich Couser, Joe Wicker,
Dave Samsel, Bill Silva, Rick Confer.

Bill Silva sez: I must apologize for the format of the photo I sent last week of some of the
Lincoln area retirees.
The resolution size was horrific. This attachment should work much better.
Kerry sez: Didn’t improve anything very much. We all still look old.
Leroy sez: Sorry, Kerry, my Photoshop will only do so much 🙂


GoFundMe Page for Dan Archie

From: Ron Webster <tucsonron1462@msn.com>
Leroy, in looking at some of the recent photos in the Farsider, I see that Dan Archie apparently has only one shirt to wear to functions.  I suggest we start a Go Fund Me page to raise sufficient monies for a new wardrobe and ball cap.  I’ll consider adding even more if he’ll give me the keys to that red TR-3 he used to drive back in the 1970’s.




Dog Runs Away Daily So Owner Secretly Follows Him

The child saw a huge dog on the street, and what he did was amazing



Man Saves Drowning Baby Elephant, Then The Herd Does The Unexpected

35 Times Animals Messed With The Wrong Opponent !

We were all  ‘Home Schooled’ whether we realized it at the time or not……
Most of us over 65 were Home Schooled in many ways…
My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE   .
“If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.”
My mother taught me RELIGION   .
“You better pray that will come out of the carpet.”
My father taught me about TIME TRAVEL
“If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”
My father taught me LOGIC
“Because I said so, that’s why”
My mother taught me MORE LOGIC
“If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the store with me.”
My mother taught me FORESIGHT
Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
My father taught me IRONY
“Keep crying and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS
“Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”
My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM
“Just you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
My mother taught me about STAMINA
You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”
My mother taught me about WEATHER
“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”
My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY
“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times, don’t exaggerate!”
My father taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE
“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.”
My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION
“Stop acting like your father!”
My mother taught me about ENVY
“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do”
My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION
“Just wait until we get home.”
My mother taught me about RECEIVING
“You are going to get it from your father when he gets home!”
My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE
“If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.”
My mother taught me ESP
“Put your sweater on; don’t you think I know when you are cold?”
My father taught me HUMOUR
“When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”
My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT
“If you don’t eat your vegetables, you’ll never grow up.”
My mother taught me GENETICS
“You’re just like your father.”
My mother taught me about my ROOTS
“Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?”
My mother taught me WISDOM
“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”
My father taught me about JUSTICE
“One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!”
This should be sent only to the over 65 crowd because the younger ones
would not believe we truly were told these “EXACT” words by our parents.
Make sure  you scroll to the bottom past the pictures… I think you’ll enjoy it. Whoever wrote this must have been my next door neighbor because it totally described my childhood to a ‘T.’ Hope you enjoy it again.
Black and White TV
(Under age 40? You won’t understand.)

You could hardly see for all the snow,

Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.
Pull a chair up to the TV set,

‘Good Night, David.
Good Night, Chet.’
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn’t seem to get food poisoning.My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter and I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can’t remember getting ecoli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the river instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE…and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked’s (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can’t recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option… even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.I just can’t recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.Oh yeah… and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played ‘king of the hill’ on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn’t sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.

Now it’s a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

We didn’t act up at the neighbor’s house either; because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home.

I recall Freddie Holiday from down the street coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off.

Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house (no lawsuits back then).

Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family.

How could we possibly have known that?

We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes.

We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn’t even notice that the entire country wasn’t taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?


“Good night and God bless.”

RIP Robert James Lockwood Jr.
Jun. 7, 1942 – Nov. 10, 2021
Resident of San Jose
Survived by his wife of 50 years, Joan, daughter Amy, and two grandchildren, Levalle “L.J.” and Makaiya. Bob’s career began in July of 1963 as a Campbell Police Reserve Officer. In 1964, he was drafted by the U.S. Army and was assigned to the Military Police and Criminal Investigation Division at Fairbanks, Alaska. Bob rejoined the Campbell Police Reserves in January of 1966 and was hired as a temporary, full-time Patrolman in April of 1966. He became a regular, full-time Police Officer on June 1, 1971, Sergeant on February 1, 1974, Lieutenant on February6, 1984, and Captain on December 31, 1987 through February 22, 1988 and again on November 6, 1995. He was promoted to Chief of Police on January 3, 1996. In May of 1969, he received the “Officer of the Year” award from Chief John D. Morgan and in May of 1995, he was again presented with “Officer of the Year” honors by the American Legion and Chief James A. Cost. Bob dedicated 33 years of his life in public service as a member of the Campbell Police Department, ultimately retiring in the year 1996 as Chief of Police. Bob loved the outdoors, RVing, and riding his Harley. Service to be held at Gate of Heaven Catholic Cemetery, 11/20 at 10am.