Next Picnic Date
September 15, 2018
27 days left
until our reunion.
Ballard High School
"Class of 1966"

  It appears that our class website has been successful at keeping classmates interested in visiting. The website service doesn’t offer us the information as to which pages are attracting the most volume of visits but we would assume possibly the obituary page.  Anyway, just to let you know we spent the $449.00 renewal fees and are good for another 5 years of existence.

Information that we do know is that from tonight’s reading (1/4/2018) we have had 58,718 total visits since its beginning on January 12th 2006. This represents an average of 4,893 visits per year. The volume of traffic on our class website since the September 16th 2017 class picnic (3.5 months ago) until now was a whopping 3,981 visits.

Thank you for helping us make this website our most favorable tool for sending out information, helping us keep in touch with each other and to inform us of the passing of our classmates in the obituary pages.

There was a photographer at our picnic taking random pictures of those in attendance and you may visit their website by clicking on this link if you desire to view and or purchase any of them. Use Beavers for the password and make sure you print a capital B in Beavers.
Also, if you are interested in seeing the short video presentation that was played please copy and paste this link on your broswer
And lastly we would like to thank Sally-Jo and Ron Nardone for inviting us back to their nostalgic village this year and for many more years to come.  Your thoughtfulness is a true gift that we will always treasure. Thank you. Oh, and Bonnie Langsea, where would we be without you and your ability of making everything come together so smoothly. We all love you girl!
Prayers to all in need as we personally begin to reach our 70th year on Earth,
The Ballard High School Class Reunion Committee

My memory is starting to fade so I changed all my passwords to “incorrect” Now when I type in the wrong password the computer tells me “Your password is incorrect.”

So there was this female business executive who was late for a meeting. She is going 65 on a street where the speed limit is 40. A cop pulls her over and says “ma’am, can I please see your license?” She says “I’m sorry, officer, but I got it revoked two years ago for drunk driving.” His brow furrows and he straightens up. “Well, can I see the registration of your car?” She says “I stole the car and I killed the driver, he’s in the trunk.”  “Ma’am, Don’t MOVE I’m calling for  backup.” He mutters furiously into his walkie-talkie… Five minutes later, half the squad pulls up, the Chief of Police walks over to the woman’s window. “Ma’am, can I see your license?” he asks sternly. “Of course officer.” She smiles demurely and pulls out a license from her purse. He squints warily at it. “This looks legitimate,” he mumbles. “Can I see the registration to this car?” She pulls it out of the glove compartment and hands it to him. “Ma’am, stand back!” He bangs open the trunk of the car and flinches, but it was completely empty… The woman brandishes a finger at the first cop and says, “And I bet that liar told you I was speeding too!”

A little silver-haired lady calls her neighbor and says, "Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get started."

Her neighbor asks, "What is it supposed to be when it's finished?"
The little silver haired lady says, "According to the picture on the box, it's a rooster."

Her neighbor decides to go over and help with the puzzle.
She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table.

He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says, "First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a rooster."

He takes her hand and says, "Secondly, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then..." he said with a deep sigh” 

"Let's put all the Corn Flakes back in the box."
One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of Chicken Little   to her class. She came to the part of the story where Chicken Little tried to warn the farmer. She read, ".... and so Chicken Little went up to the farmer and said, "The sky is falling, the sky is falling!" 
The teacher paused then asked the class, 
"And what do you think that farmer said?" 
One little girl raised her hand and said,
"I think he said: “Holy Crap! A talking chicken!” 
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