By New Times
By Connor Radnovich
By Robrt L. Pela and Amy Silverman
By Ray Stern
By Keegan Hamilton
By Matthew Hendley
By Monica Alonzo
By Monica Alonzo
A surprising number of the class of '68 had nothing at all to say when confronted with a written form that asked, "Remember when . . . "
Others, like cosmetologist-
homemaker Peggy Ann Drake Kurisky, recalled events in words that sounded as if you were eavesdropping on a teen-ager's conversation at Emmick's Drive-In: "A carnival came to town. Rhonda and Regina Stone, Kathy Shawver and I got on the Tilt-a-Whirl ride. Regina sat behind Rhonda and Kathy. When Rhonda got sick, it hit Gina and I in the face--YUK!!"
The night of the reunion dance, Marlene Dibble approached the microphone and read a letter from Gordon Grilz to his classmates.
" . . . I would like each of you to know that in the midst of my troubled circumstances, I have found the peace, love and joy that I was always searching for. I despaired while looking in the wrong places. The answer in my life has come from a personal relationship with Jesus Christ . . . . If you are still searching for that fulfillment in your life, I encourage you to try Jesus. So many of us didn't hesitate to try anything
else . . . ."
If there were those in the audience who were given pause by the revelation that religion had given peace of mind to a double-murderer as well as brought the class president and a shy student from the back of the bus together after twenty years, no mention of it was made to Marlene Dibble.
"I think some were frightened off by the religious overtones of his message," said Dibble. "They don't know how to handle someone who went from where he was to where he is.
"I'm sure a lot were terribly unforgiving. Unfortunately, I'm afraid I was in the minority."
Seven months after the twentieth-year reunion of the class of '68, Marlene Dibble sits with a plate of Mexican food in La Fonda recalling all of the memories. More than mere nostalgia, there is just the odd hint of deja vu. Because while it's true that the Toads are only a bit of ancient history, the Cowboys continue on as the status clique in Chandler. In fact, Marlene Dibble is just slightly concerned that her daughter Tamara Noelle, now a senior at Chandler High, is running with the Cowboys.
A month ago her daughter was busted for drinking at a boondocker with the Cowboys after school. She gave the police a phony name when questioned.
"A year ago she couldn't stand country and western music and now she's out drinking with these guys. Yeah, it's scary. You don't know if it's a passing thing or if it could lead to something else."
Although divorced from her husband for thirteen years, Dibble is still in close touch with the man because he is raising their daughter.
After the drinking incident, Marlene asked her former husband why Tammy was still out running around.
Dad responded that he'd given the girl a little extra rope because she'd been under so much pressure.
"Isn't that too bad?" observed Marlene Dibble. "Life is full of pressure. If you don't learn how to deal with pressure, you'll never grow up. Her dad, meanwhile, is down at the local bar watching the basketball game."
Marlene Dibble has forgiven Gordon Grilz. But she still isn't done with her ex-husband.