LOOKING BACK

[tjhunt2]

Thanks Bill for sharing that article with us. I wasn't from here like so many of you were but I feel your passion for the era in your stories that you experienced and stories told to cwt members by your parents and grandparents. What a big change, like so many other places, but this piece of country is so interesting because of it's beauty I guess. I just love the white mountains.

 

Peg & I was honored to share an evening with Bill, a few years ago at lunch, and Bill gave us a book that y'all have to read. It's titled "Memories from Greer". In 2004 the Greer Library Friends was choosen to encourage elders to talk and write about their experiences and the book is a result. Bill can probably tell you where to find it.

 

I can't reply to cwt while I'm at work but when I read 123456's posts It disturbed me a little. I looked up your profile and found exactly what I thought I would find.

Age unknown:

Birthday unknown:

Gender not telling:

And no friends:

 

Male or female I can tell you I don't like your comments because you have absolutely no respect for your elders. Maybe you are older than Bill but we woudln't know that because you don't have the balls to profile yourself. I have always tried to be positive and respectful towards all cwt members and I apoligize for this outrage but you just pissed me off.

 

I usually keep my mouth shut but there is a time when something just needs to be said.

 

TJ

[muleskinner]

Great post Bill...I was a kid in Tucson in the 50's. i lived off of 22nd and wilmot when there was little to no developement east of Kolb rd. I roamed the desert constantly, chasing rabbits and anything else I could find. I recently came across a picture of myself with my parents and sisters that was taken on Mt. Lemmon in about 1957. I rode up there on the back of a flatbed truck driven by my uncle who had 1 eye and 1 arm! What a different world it was then. Went fishing on Lake Mary that same year...caught perch like crazy on a can of corn. If I could only live it all again! Do you remember the " pied-piper of speedway"? By the way Bill, don't let 123456, frustrate you. I'd hate to miss out on some great recollections because someone tends to major in the minors. Onward and upward.

[duxngeez]

" When the U.S. Forest Service started forcing everyone to use the new campgrounds it was building far from water, lots of campers rebelled and passed petitions, which were ignored."

 

I belive you were trying to say either " a building far from water" or "buildings far from water."

 

Just thought you would like a taste of your humor.

 

 

 

Nope, I don't think he was. In fact, it is correct how he has it. The Forest Service was building new campgrounds far from water, not wanting campers to use "buildings far from water."

 

Also, it is "believe" not "belive".

 

Bill, thank you very much for the post. I really enjoyed the read!

[tjhunt2]

Male or female I can tell you I don't like your comments because you have absolutely no respect for your elders. Maybe you are older than Bill but we woudln't know that because you don't have the balls to profile yourself. I have always tried to be positive and respectful towards all cwt members and I apoligize for this outrage but you just pissed me off.

 

I usually keep my mouth shut but there is a time when something just needs to be said.

 

TJ

 

Ha. It takes "balls" to add to my profile? Now that is funny.

 

There I go putting my foot in my mouth, sorry ladies.

[CouesWhitetail]

Thanks again for sharing your article Bill! I always love the perspective you bring to the forum! Please don't let a few wisecracks keep you down.

[Non-Typical Solutions]

One thing I remember after we moved to New Mexico in 63. We came from Cotton City, up through Silver City, Cliff, Glenwood.

 

Glenwood was always a picnic stop.

 

That changed after my mom discovered that there was water cress growing in the creek off the side of the road just north of Glenwood, so then we stopped along there and ate lunch and collected water cress. I didn't eat the stuff but mom and dad loved it.

 

Stopping at the tackle shop in Alpine was the greatest. Herb always treated us like we were the only people he had to wait on and he always had a huge selection of fishing lures and flies.

 

Worms were always the bait of choice so dad would pull over next to a meadow full of cows. I think it was on the Big Lake road from Alpine. We would start turning cow pies over and take a scoop with the shovel to reveal worms.

 

Dad built a summer home in Alpine mid 70's. We made a habit of fishing Big Lake in the evenings after work. The road dropping into Three Forks we nick named slickery hill. Any time it got rained on that road was a challenge going up or down.

 

Dad took care of a church camp by Buffalo Crossing, it is called Brentwood. We spent many days there testing water, fixing the pump and chasing chipmunks.

 

I miss those days and my dad............but this mountain has been one of the best places to spend time.........lots of great memories.

[palivs2hnt]

Thank you Bill for the post! As I read it, all sorts of memories came rushing through my mind. I grew up in Show Low and in my short 35 years, I cannot believe the change. Thank you for the trip down memory lane! Well written by the way!

[CouesWhitetail]

One thing I remember after we moved to New Mexico in 63. We came from Cotton City, up through Silver City, Cliff, Glenwood.

 

Glenwood was always a picnic stop.

 

That changed after my mom discovered that there was water cress growing in the creek off the side of the road just north of Glenwood, so then we stopped along there and ate lunch and collected water cress. I didn't eat the stuff but mom and dad loved it.

 

Stopping at the tackle shop in Alpine was the greatest. Herb always treated us like we were the only people he had to wait on and he always had a huge selection of fishing lures and flies.

 

Worms were always the bait of choice so dad would pull over next to a meadow full of cows. I think it was on the Big Lake road from Alpine. We would start turning cow pies over and take a scoop with the shovel to reveal worms.

 

Dad built a summer home in Alpine mid 70's. We made a habit of fishing Big Lake in the evenings after work. The road dropping into Three Forks we nick named slickery hill. Any time it got rained on that road was a challenge going up or down.

 

Dad took care of a church camp by Buffalo Crossing, it is called Brentwood. We spent many days there testing water, fixing the pump and chasing chipmunks.

 

I miss those days and my dad............but this mountain has been one of the best places to spend time.........lots of great memories.

 

 

Great memories!! I love watercress!! My husband always points it out when we are hiking and picks me some to eat

[10Turkeys]

I was at the Tucson Rifle Club on the 4th of March for the Milt Hood Memorial Match, there was an article among the pictures and such written by you, when Milt won the NRA's Man of the Year award.

[billrquimby]

Wish I'd seen the complete post from 123456 before someone deleted it. I learn from my errors and welcome having someone point them out to me.

 

Bill Quimby

[123456]

I deleted them because it caused too much conflict and it was not needed.

[Coach]

Nice article, Bill.

 

I was a transplant to Pinetop/Lakeside from Oklahoma in the mid 80's. Met my wife at Blue Ridge High School. We've lived all over since then - Tucson, Chandler, Houston, TX, then Cave Creek, but managed to make it back up here about 10 years ago. We are always boring our kids with stories about how much has changed even since then.

[billrquimby]

Thanks to all who stuck up for me, and to those who liked that old column. 123456 and I have exchanged a couple of friendly private messages, and all is well with the world. Although there were no "multiple errors," 123456 made a valid point. He (and probably many others) believed I have appointed myself the guru of grammar on this forum.

 

I apologize if that's what my past posts have made it seem like.

 

After more than a half century of selling my own words and editing the work of others it is tough not to comment when I see our language abused. Henceforth, I will try my best to avoid this. Please bear with me when I slip up.

 

Bill Quimby

[Snapshot]

Thanks to all who stuck up for me, and to those who liked that old column. 123456 and I have exchanged a couple of friendly private messages, and all is well with the world. Although there were no "multiple errors," 123456 made a valid point. He (and probably many others) believed I have appointed myself the guru of grammar on this forum.

 

I apologize if that's what my past posts have made it seem like.

 

After more than a half century of selling my own words and editing the work of others it is tough not to comment when I see our language abused. Henceforth, I will try my best to avoid this. Please bear with me when I slip up.

 

Bill Quimby

 

No worries Bill. You are a good writer, and just particular about it. Myself, on the other hand, am not a good writer. That's probably why I didn't pursue writing my books. Good ideas in my head, just can't seem to make it happen on paper.

[trophyhnter]

Bill,

You have my permission to edit and comment on my posts. Every time I write a post, all I can think of is my high school and college teachers that beat proper grammar and sentence structure into me because I don't think I am writing correctly! ( I think this is a comma splice) My high school teacher would grade our papers and allow us the rewrite the paper to correct the errors (like common splices, run on sentences, and so on) to increase one letter grade of the paper if the rewrite was 100% correct! It was a lot harder than it sounds!