Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Max Schwennsen Roosevelt Class of 71
January 11, 2010
At the service today there were many stories about Max being an Eagle Scout. I not only was able to share that experience along side of Max, but have great memories of him at Camp Parsons playing Purple Haze and Foxy Lady by Jimi Hendrix. Also, in the Little League Championship Baseball game,Max had a cast on his arm and was given permission to go up and swing with 1 hand. He got a hit...which was the highlight of the game(which his team won!) Many fond memories.
~ Duane Covey, Seattle, Washington
January 13, 2010
As a Class member of Roosevelt 1972 we wish the best to the family and friends of Max. Carl Brecht, a fellow Eagle Scout http://roosevelthighschool72.blogspot.com/
~ Carl Brecht, Seattle, Washington
January 03, 2010
He wrote songs to chase the fears
Laid bare his heart
Sang of joy and love
Better tomorrows
Human sorrows
His love keeps lifting us higher and higher.
He would want us to dance!
~ Carol Kane, Seattle, Washington
At the service today there were many stories about Max being an Eagle Scout. I not only was able to share that experience along side of Max, but have great memories of him at Camp Parsons playing Purple Haze and Foxy Lady by Jimi Hendrix. Also, in the Little League Championship Baseball game,Max had a cast on his arm and was given permission to go up and swing with 1 hand. He got a hit...which was the highlight of the game(which his team won!) Many fond memories.
~ Duane Covey, Seattle, Washington
January 13, 2010
As a Class member of Roosevelt 1972 we wish the best to the family and friends of Max. Carl Brecht, a fellow Eagle Scout http://roosevelthighschool72.blogspot.com/
~ Carl Brecht, Seattle, Washington
January 03, 2010
He wrote songs to chase the fears
Laid bare his heart
Sang of joy and love
Better tomorrows
Human sorrows
His love keeps lifting us higher and higher.
He would want us to dance!
~ Carol Kane, Seattle, Washington
Roosevelt Jazz
go to http://rooseveltjazz.org/ to see a list of the local jazz scene and school jazz schedule.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Max Paul Schwennsen Roosevelt class of 1971
Max SCHWENNSEN Max Paul Schwennsen, born in Seattle on April 18, 1953 passed away in his hometown on December 22, 2009. Max grew up in the View Ridge neighborhood of Seattle and graduated from Roosevelt High School. He enjoyed Boy Scout activities with his father and brother and attained Eagle Scout status. He developed a passion for music early on and taught himself to play the guitar, saxophone and piano. Max spent a year at Central Washington State University studying music and anthropology, but decided to leave to pursue a career in music. He traveled around the country and world in Doug Kershaw's Cajun band as a guitar player and singer and moved back to the northwest in 1975 where he formed the bands Slidin' Jake and Scargill. In the late seventies he married Victoria Murtishaw and had a daughter, Charlotte. Three years later the family moved to Florida where Max played and wrote music. When the family moved back to Seattle in the late eighties his second daughter, Elaina, was born. Max began working atthe family-owned Universal Repair Shop with his father and brother and continued to write songs and play music professionally. He played with Marilee Rush, The Atlantics, Star Anna and his bands Waxy Maxy and Max and Johnny. He is survived by his wife of 31 years Victoria, daughters Charlotte and Elaina, mother, Florence, father Robert, brother Robert Jr., sister Kirby, nephews Steve, Howard and Marshall and niece Jill. Memorial service will be held on Sunday, January 10 at 2:00 p.m. at Sand Point Community Church - United Methodist: 4710 NE 70th, Seattle, WA. Please visit the online guestbook at http:// www.asacredmoment.com/obits/
Thursday, December 31, 2009
For the New Year 2010
The paradox of our time, posted by Brian Buffini
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember; say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember; give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember; say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away.
- Attributed to a number of sources.
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember; say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember; give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember; say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away.
- Attributed to a number of sources.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Roosevelt class 72 Looking for additional income?
Craig and Pam (Eaton) Price have begun a business working from home.
We are looking for MOTIVATED individuals to join our team who are willing to work from home to be able to earn a good income and to create a healthier, safer environment in your home at the same time. Call now for an interview to see if you qualify to join our team. 360-470-4920.
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