L.W. and I shared so many good times together. In middle school & Jr. High we spent hundreds of hours in his "clubhouse"—an old panel truck in his yard where we talked and laughed the day away.
I played organ in a band called the "Circulations" and he was a true super fan of our group. He would stand beside my organ as I played and dance by himself. I started giving him my tambourine and he would play it and dance. Eventually, I gave him the light console and he would change the lights to the beat of the music. He even recorded our band on a cassette recorder—a new invention at the time. L.W. loved music!
Our junior year in high school, L.W., Keith Morrison, Terry Allen, and I were dating the “Walnut Girls.” Many Saturday nights, the 8 of us would pile into his station wagon and go to the drive-in movie in Parsons.
On Sunday afternoons, we would return to Walnut to be with the girls and had so much fun. One Sunday afternoon someone had the bright idea to climb the Walnut water tower. A concerned citizen called the sheriff and a deputy came out and ordered us to come down, and then gave us a lecture on responsibility.
We went separate ways after high school but I still cherish the times we had together. L.W. was a great guy and I was privileged to call him my “friend.”
