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Joseph Addison Clark
As a descendent
of Joseph Addison Clark, I was very pleased to read your recent article
in The TCU Magazine, "Muddle in the Middle: The 'C' in TCU."
I cannot recall having seen in print anyone mentioning that my great great
grandfather had anything to do with the founding of TCU. My grandmother,
Modena Frank Rogers Spitler, was always saddened by this.
(our line, of course) has it that one of the reasons that J.A. Clark was
not mentioned as one of the founding fathers in Colby Hall's book or Joseph
Lynn Clark's book, Thank God We Made It, has to do with the split
in the Christian Church/Church of Christ denominations over the musical
instrument issue. I can well remember my grandmother telling me about
the Sunday that they were gathered in the little town of Thorp Spring
for worship, and a piano was brought in. She told that her grandfather
quietly took her hand and walked out of the church, never to return. His
sons, Addison and Randolph, remained in their pews. Because my grandmother
loved music so much and played both the piano and violin, she came back
to the Christian Church with her parents. This whole issue caused a very
painful rift in the family for years to come.
older brother (a TCU and Brite graduate) and I were very pleased to see
that the cornerstone from old Thorp Spring had been placed underneath
the statues of Addison and Randolph with our great great grandfather's
name also listed as a founder.
Joseph Campbell Spitler '67
I love and
appreciate Frank Windegger for his many years of achievement as athletics
director. Obviously, his was a labor of love. But this ol' boy [Eric]
Hyman from "outside the family," once again has TCU athletics stepping
up to a higher plain of competition.
recent hiring of Neil Dougherty as men's basketball coach, Hyman is sending
his NCAA brethren a message: The Frogs are to be reckoned with!
knows his job. In his few years on the hill, has he also received a transfusion
of purple? I think yes.
Oak Harbor, Wash.
enjoy receiving your magazine. Where I came from (Throckmorton) we would
call it "SLICK." That may not sound too nice now, but we meant it to be
the supreme compliment in 1942.
I must have
missed the last issue of the Magazine or else I didn't look closely at
the cover. The current magazine has a small, magnified picture of a girl
at the bottom of page 3. She evidently was on the cover of the last issue
and had the hidden frog on her shako. Could that possibly be Nina Shaw?
If it is Nina, it really rings some memory bells in this old head. Nina
and I were freshmen together. We played in the band and I thought she
was about as sharp as they come. She was my first date at TCU and the
only date I had during the first semester. We went to the Freshmen Prom,
held in the old gym (barn) and spent most of our time in the bleachers
watching everyone else dance.
By the way,
I lived at the end of Hemphill and she lived on the far east side. Our
transportation for the dance was a city bus. We didn't date again -- I didn't
ask her and she probably would have declined anyway. But money was in
short supply, as was time. I found that college was different from a hick
high school, and I had to study just to find my way to class every day.
crossed once again in 1953, '54 or Ô55. Not sure which. I was a band director
in a little east Texas town near Longview and Nina had married one of
the Moorman Twins (great football stars) and they lived in Longview. She
has passed on now, which makes me very sad, but that's what happens when
you get to the age where what most of the people you know are doing is
dying. (Not an original thought but it fits).
admire what you all do. You help us to relive and enjoy past years even
though most of the people and places are not recognizable to us. When
you get up there in years, the past becomes very important, particularly
if there are places like TCU in it and gals like Nina. I can't resist
adding a short poem. You'll find this in the 1946 Yearbook. It was written
by the Valedictorian and Poet Laureate of TCU that Year.
In each or
our hearts there's a secret place/ And each of us dream of a long lost
face/ And all of us hide in ourselves, away,/ The golden hours of another
day./ A violet brings to our eyes fresh tears/ a remembered waltz like
a hand through the years/ We see a name in a yellowed book, we hear a
tone and recall a look/ There's never one who doesn't try/ to bring the
curtain of past years by.
not exact, but close. Thanks for all you do.
Pogue (Carroll W.) '49
the TCU campus in March for the first time in 27 years. My grandson Hunter
Duesing and my daughter -- his mother from Dallas -- were going to visit the
campus for a tour. I very happily joined them with a multitude of other
prospective students who are juniors in high school, as my grandson is.
I was very
impressed with how the campus has grown and changed. I was thrilled to
see how the "old" has been integrated with the "new." I loved TCU 50 years
ago as a student myself, and I still cherish the memories. I regret that
I have not kept up with the many friends in these memories.
enjoy receiving The TCU Magazine so that I may keep up with activities
and events going on at my alma mater.
Schuch Strain '52
Robert Lee, Texas
I feel as
though my good friend Nina Shaw has been improperly ignored by omission
of her identity and wish to set the record straight. Nina was on the front
cover of your Winter 2001 issue of The TCU Magazine and is the
majorette wearing the "hidden" frog amonst the montage.
omission continued with your Spring 2002 magazine issue on page 3. For
further identification, see the 1950 Horned Frog Annual, pages 117 and
In my opinion,
Nina well deserves the recognition and my tribute as well.
I am going
to have to eat humble pie with several people regarding Mary Couts Burnett
["Something about Mary" Spring 2002]. The story Nancy Bartosek tells is
very different from the one I remember from a Tuesday luncheon program
at Brite in 1970.
As I understood
the story, Mary Couts Burnett was the principal donor for the original
building on the library's present site, the previous location being on
the other side of University Avenue during the first half of the 20th
Ms. Bartosek's story to be accurate, I have been passing on what evidently
was a tall tale, and I will not repeat that mistake.
Stewart '73, '76
note: J.J. didn't mishear. The library was housed in a small room
in Reed Hall, which was then the administration building, before moving
to its new home across campus. Interestingly, MCB Library was the first
building on the east campus, where it shared space with the athletic fields.
Burnett's bequest also provided the funds that allowed the university
to purchase the land Amon Carter Stadium and Daniel-Meyer Coliseum sit