Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Gaither Blackwelder

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GAITHER'S OBITUARY

Anderson, SC
Gaither Gibson Blackwelder, 84, passed away Wednesday, February 12, 2020, at the Rainey Hospice House.
Born in Charlotte, NC, he was the son of the late Frank M. Blackwelder, Sr. and Frances Morton Blackwelder. He was a graduate of Lenoir Rhyne College and received his master’s degree from Lutheran Theological Southern Seminary. He was a member of Holy Trinity Lutheran Church.
He is survived by his wife, Linda B. Blackwelder; daughter, Susan Frances Blackwelder of Anderson; brother, F. Millard Blackwelder, Jr. of Charlotte, NC; and several nieces, nephews, great-nieces and great-nephews.
In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by a son, Donald Wayne Blackwelder of Toccoa, GA.
A memorial service will be held at Holy Trinity Lutheran Church on Sunday, March 1 at 4 pm conducted by the Rev. J. Chris Fischer. The family will receive friends at the church following the service.
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to the Anderson Area YMCA, 201 East Reed R

Saturday, February 15, 2020

My cousin, Charles Mateer,  who died in 1961, was a class mate of ours.
You may not remember him because he was very soft spoken and quiet.

But smart as a whip!

He chose to make the Army a career...and became an excellent helicopter pilot.

Our mothers were as close as two sisters can be.  I remember once Charles" mother talking to my mother about "having trouble sleeping....because of nightmares."  She said they always "involved a man coming to her door with horrible news...."

My mother advised her to eat a large lunch and "go light" on supper.

Charles and I  grew up, of course, during WW2 and our games as children were almost always "soldiers."

Charles actually became one after college and I continued working in broadcasting.

Although he went to State and I attended Carolina, we remained in almost constant touch.
He chose a military career and, of course, I chose broadcasting.
In the early 60's we both found ourselves in Washington, DC.

We got together a few times up here, and each time found ourselves reminiscing about our days as children during WW2...and our constant games of playing soldier.

He asked me once if I remembered WHY we ever stopped "playing" soldier.
"Because," I said..."it suddenly dawned on me that soldiers can get killed.

That ruined the game for me."

We both laughed...…...and went our separate ways.

That's the last time I saw Charles.

Shortly afterwards, there was a knock on Charles' mother's door.......







Monday, February 10, 2020

Gaither Blackwelder

By Jerry Gaudet

Gaither's brother, Millard, shares with us that Gather suffer a bad stroke and was taken to the hospital in Anderson, SC where he suffered yet another stroke.  He is not expected to survive these medical events.

Contact Millard at 980/200-4567.

Supportive cards and letters can be sent to:
Mrs. Linda Blackwelder
118 Spanish Wells
Anderson SC 29621-4286

Sunday, February 09, 2020

The Coach told us that....

...we would remember these games for the rest of our lives!"

...and he was right!

Kind of.

 I remember throwing the ball...and Jack Campbell, or Cason McLean or somebody would catch it...etc....

And  that's about it.

But, after the game.......

...well, that's what I remember!

I can still smell her sweet shampooed hair and  hint of perfume as she told me how great I played...and how those "fumbles" and "interceptions" were not my fault....etc....

...and she was right.

Those  mean guys on the other team kept getting in my way and keeping me from being "the hero"  that I knew I could be...

Years passed and  she became somebody else's "old lady."

But those old memories are MINE alone!

Correction..........I'll bet she thinks about them too....once in while.

-Ed





Saturday, February 08, 2020

They Say....

…"a man is getting old when he feels like he needs to wear a hat."


I found that to be exactly right...as far as I was concerned.

But, sitting here in inside my "office...which my wife calls the basement....I feel the need to put on a hat, or at least a cap.  I suppose that means simply that I'm getting even older....which, of course, is true.
When we were growing up, men almost always wore hats outside....even in the summertime....they wore "straw" ones then.

I think our generation was the first to shun the wearing of hats....perhaps led by JFK....who almost never wore one. (JFK's driver told me once
that the President would ask to borrow his hat when he occasionally would  drop into a church..)
I'm not sure if the old style "hat" will ever come back into style...and I hope it doesn't.
Caps work just fine for me.

Thursday, February 06, 2020

The Next LDL

By Jerry Gsudet
The next "LDL" (Let's do lunch) is to be held on
Tuesday, February 11, 2020, 11:30 @ Jimmie's Restaurant in Mint Hill.
Sure hope you'll share the word!  Tell other classmates!  Invite them to come!  Even better, bring someone with you! 
Hope you get the idea that we'd really like to see you and sure hope you'll come!