Rhyming Game

Our whole family were driving on Hwy 48, north of Englewood. I must have been about 20, because my sister Kym was with us and participating in our conversations, so she must have been at least six or seven. Dad was driving and we were playing a game.

Someone would see an object, say its name and the next person would have to rhyme and so on, each taking a turn until someone was stumped.

House, mouse, blouse, etc. Tree, fee, bee ... street, feet, meet ...

Then it was my turn and I saw a little pond with some birds swimming on it and said, "Duck!" One of your aunts said, "Buck!" and another quickly chimed in with "luck!"

Then Dad said, "Let's play a different game."

Skiing - 2020

I started skiing in February 1968, during my Senior year in high school, with the Vandalia-Butler HS Ski Club. I continued skiing through college, mostly with other VBHS alums - Brothers Rick ('66) & Steve Schieltz ('68), their cousin Larry Schieltz ('68), George Moore ('68) & Terry Caudill ('69).

Me - Lookout Pass 2020

Somewhat surprisingly, as of 2020 most of us are still skiing regularly. George is on the ski patrol at his local area in Michigan.




Rick is active with the patrol at Mad River Mountain near Bellefontaine, Ohio.

Larry at Boyne Mountain, Michigan circa 1980.

   

Terry is a ski instructor at Terry Peak in South Dakota.

Terry at Terry Peak, South Dakota - 2020.

George at Killington, Vermont - March 1970

Steve at Breckenridge, Colorado - December 1970

I'm the ski school Technical Director at Lookout Pass Ski Resort on the Idaho-Montana border. 

Steve's career took him to Florida, but he still skis recreationally whenever he gets the chance. 

We lost Larry in the spring of 2019, but he patrolled and taught at Mad River Mountain for many years and was for some time their Ski Patrol Director.

Rick with daughter Jenny at Mad River Mountain, Ohio - 2016