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MHS Class of 1965 | by Linda Brendle

Published in the Rains County Leader on November 11, 2021:

David and I, along with my cousin Penny, attended the 55th reunion of Mesquite High School class of 1965 last weekend. The reunion was planned for 2020, but COVID had other ideas. Some referred to our gathering as the 55th + 1, and some just went with the 56th.

The crowd wasn’t huge, especially considering the class was 300+. The very impromptu class picture showed about 26 classmates, and 10-15 guests accompanied them. The party took place in an event room behind Ozona’s Restaurant on Greenville Avenue. It was a nice sized room for the size of the group, though, leaving plenty of room to move around and visit without tripping over each other and adding more canes and walkers. Seriously, as a whole we were amazingly well-preserved considering we’re all around three-quarters of a century old.

Thanks to Facebook and other social media, many of us have stayed connected at least a little bit. Even so, it often took a glance at the senior picture on a nametag to connect the even more senior face with the name. But years were melted away by hugs and handshakes, and conversation was easy and lively as we shared memories and discussed children, grandchildren, retirement, and health problems. One common question was Where are you living now. I was surprised that everyone who asked me knew where Emory is. I guess our little town is better known than I thought.

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You can go home but… | by Linda Brendle

Published in the Rains County Leader on May 24, 2016:

MHS SkeeterThomas Wolfe wrote a novel titled “You Can’t Go Home Again” that was published in 1940. I’m not sure I agree with him. Sometimes you can go home, but you may have no idea where you are.

I was born in Merkel, a tiny town in west Texas, and when I was three, we moved to Snyder, a slightly larger small town. When I was seven, we moved to Mesquite, a Dallas suburb which at that time had a population of approximately 1,500 people. I graduated from Mesquite High School (the original one) in 1965 and continued to live there until I was first married in 1967, so when I think of going home, I think of Mesquite.
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My First Newspaper Interview | by Linda Brendle

Mesquite High SkeetersThomas Wolf said “You can’t go home again”–but thanks to modern electronics, a newly published author can still be interviewed by her hometown newspaper. I graduated from Mesquite High School in Mesquite, Texas in 1965 and moved away in 1967. Although I’ve been back for many visits, I haven’t been a Mesquite resident since then.

Last week, Kenny Green, Community Editor for the Mesquite News, contacted the marketing department at Anaiah Press to set up a telephone interview with me. Kenny and I talked for about twenty minutes, and here’s some of what he wrote:

Mesquite graduate publishes first book

Local author chronicles unique journey across U.S.

KENNY GREEN

kgreen@starlocalmedia.com
Caring for others as they get older tends to be a challenge for family members. For Mesquite High School graduate Linda Brendle, the challenge became the launching point for her first book, “A Long and Winding Road: A Caregiver’s Tale of Life, Love, and Chaos.”
“The book itself is basically the story of a seven-week, 16-state trip [me and my husband] took in 2009,” Brendle said. “My mom and dad were suffering from dementia, so they came along with us”
Thank you, Kenny, for the great article. To read the complete text, CLICK HERE.
Blessings,
Linda

winding road Cover 25 percentA LONG AND WINDING ROAD: A Caregiver’s Tale of Life, Love, and Chaos

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Anaiah Press

Beatlemania Affected Even Small Town Texas | by Linda Brendle

Group shot from Mesquite High School yearbook - 1965

Group shot from Mesquite High School yearbook – 1965

To coincide with the 50th anniversary of the Beatles’ appearance on the Ed Sullivan show, Yahoo has published the first-person accounts from some Americans who remember how that appearance helped spark changes across the nation. Here’s my story.

I was a 16-year-old high school junior in Mesquite, Texas when the Beatles burst into the living rooms of America on the Ed Sullivan show. Mesquite was a sleepy bedroom community southeast of Dallas that was relatively untouched by the outside world, but even Mesquite felt the effects of Beatlemania. (more…)

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