Saturday, April 25, 2020

WITH VIETNAM LOOMING, BHS KIDS CLUNG TO INNOCENCE

(Ed.'s Note: Death in the rice paddies of Vietnam and gold-star mothers in the barrios of Brownsville - including a  Brownsville High School boy who is still  be Missing in Action there - was a reality that was just around the corner for them. But just before that, kids in Brownsville lived in an age of innocence when boys looked forward  to steal a kiss from their girls or to dance the night away to the tunes of local crooners.We revisit those days of innocence.)

Special to El Rrun-Rrun

Dear reader, it’s time to go back and take a journey to your teenage years that were punctuated by Friday “Night Lights,” and the sock hops that followed.

It’s fascinating what you can find when you go through old Brownsville High School yearbooks, if you can find them. The “Palmetto,” stowed away with hidden treasures of student activities demonstras that buried treasure is not necessarily underground.

And, finding the school newspaper, “The Screaming Eagle,” reporting the  happenings of Brownsville High School in the early 60s, made the digging for me, worth the effort.

Of the many students that walked the halls of Brownsville High Schools in the 1960s— many lived thriving in the face of setbacks of the era.

The decade was tied up into causes, chants of change, like the sexual revolution, feminism, black power, civil rights and Vietnam were the causes that drove the voices of revolt.

But teeneagers, being teenagers, we turned to music. It was the sounds of music that BHS students turned for mood. They were jamming to 45s at house dances and attending the sock hops after the “Friday Night Lights."

It was maybe then, that the girls had their first brush with a stolen kiss by a beau that sparked puppy love in many a teenager's heart.

What musical group made the teenagers dash to the dance floor? At BHS, during that period, it was the “Unitones.” They didn’t engage in eye-catching routines or worn trendy outfits, but they had loads of talent.

Others that strutted on stage during that time were groups like the Dixie Landers, the Rockin’ Beats, the Esquires, and the BHS Dancing Band. All strutted their stuff and competed in the annual ever-popular school “Talent Show.”

The Unitones, the pride of Brownsville High…

Their voices blended in harmony. The were the pride and joy of BHS. The group was composed of  Jerry Gutierrez - who had a reservoir of talent - and was given credit for forming the group.

Jerry was voted as “Most Handsome” in 1960. He had the double duty of singing and playing the guitar.

But it was the silky voice of Jimmy Gutierrez - who was chosen most talented in 1961 -that induced dancers to dash to the sawdust floor.

They were Brownsville boys, and well-known among the student population. The other members were senior Steve Ruiz, the “Who’s Who” of the outfit
who was himself chosen most talented in 1960, and Joe Olivarez, the elder of the group, a BHS graduate, and just as gifted as the rest.

Aside from singing the top music of the decade, they struck a chord with students by composing two original pieces, “Not Loved” and Dream Girl.” When asked what their favorite song was, they chose the current hit at the time, “That’s My Desire.”

Their popularity grew with every song and they were in demand playing for many BHS organizations and activities. The admiration for the foursome expanded to the point that they were the natural choice to be asked to play at both the Junior-Senior Prom and the Barn Dance.

On this side of the curtain, they were typical teenagers. Singing was one of their favorite pastimes and  they religiously practiced playing and harmonizing weekly. The other choice were girls, with the idea of electing a Unitone Sweetheart left on the table as events overtook their plans.

For us seniors, dancing to their music during our teenage years left us with indelible memories, only to face the daunting times of adulthood, the tearing of the county with war, civil right struggles, and the emergence of feminism and the threat of global nuclear war.

However, great or trivial, the musical groups of BHS - though they could not defer the coming trials or put off the blows of time - set the right tone for those innocent times.

28 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow! Enjoyed it

Anonymous said...

Open up the city parks. The Staffs, The Belaires, The Pompadores, The Rolling Studs(?). https://garagehangover.com/staffs/

Anonymous said...

Like there were local gangs on each corner there were bands also on each corner...

Anonymous said...

Communities all over the nation had the same experience and many also haven't seen some of their native sons return yet. Every community in the nation had talented youth whose futures were interrupted by Vietnam. Today, families send their young to other foreign nations for combat experiences....but today they are volunteers. Still, there are parents today who lose sons and daughters to combat in foreign lands that most Americans can't find on a map. All this war and the voters still can't take the time to learn about candidates and try to elect those who will keep the U.S. out of foreign wars. Voters still take the easy, ignorant way out and vote for a Political Party instead of a candidate. Both political parties have kept us in war and probably always will as long as they know voters are ignorant and don't care about anything except what the government will give them for free.

Anonymous said...

I have been working over time with this shutdown in place, but I will not complain only I will not be able to go out at night as my girlfriend is complaining claims the Scumbag Renee Oliveira so if I am late getting to you, just be patient and I will get to you.

Anonymous said...

What beautiful memories those of us from the 60's have regarding our high school days. That is why our class reunions are so meaningful and we continue to be best friends even at our ripe old age of mid-70's. We respected each other and backed each other up, helping each other, working hard to help out at home but still managing to have fun growing up. It is a shame that when the Gathering of the Eagles Reunion happens there is not enough time to plan for a session where we can share such memories, and to recognize each other since we have now grown a highway map on our faces. I actually enjoyed my person class reunions more than the Gathering. Enjoy those memories while we still can and don't forget to recall those boys/men who lost their life in Viet Nam cause they left to serve our country.

Anonymous said...

DONDE ESTA EL PINCHE CHEQUE???

Anonymous said...

@5:25 Quieres cheque mamon? Ya te cae la Lone Star y quieres más! Quieres chorizo también? Ponte a trabajar pinche huevon!

Anonymous said...

Those kids were worried about lie/death in Vietnam, were collapsing because of a cold...

Anonymous said...

Good morning Vietnam!!

Anonymous said...

Ponganse a trabajar pinches huevones mantenidos!

Anonymous said...

I agree that these were great times and the Unitones were a great talented foursome. I last saw them in 1995 at a class reunion on South Padre and they all got together for the lst time since high school and still sounded pretty good. I also liked Johnny and Benny Mendez and their group in during those great days. Johnny is Mayor Trey's dad. Thanks for the memories.

Anonymous said...

Jerry was a classmate of mine at BHS. A truly great guy.

Anonymous said...

WHERE IS MY CHECK???

Anonymous said...

Those were simple times... when time didn’t manner

Anonymous said...

I remember the Unitones quite well, as Jimmy was my classmate since Cummings Jr. High. He was Jerry's cousin and together with Steve and Joe they combined to form a great singing group. Not only did they sing the top tunes of that time but they also sang some beautiful mexican songs. I lost track of them after high school and I've always wondered if they ever sang again. Thank you for the article.

Anonymous said...

I guess they didn't have good teacher at that time - "when time didn’t manner" - matter? We all make mistakes

Anonymous said...

Does anyone know where are they now? I heard that Jerry recently past?

Anonymous said...

Thx 10:52 for the correction... typo ... the teachers of then were good

Anonymous said...

Yes, I remember Johnny Jay and the Pompadours...Unfortunately Mayor Mendez is nothing like his father...He has forgotten where he came from

Anonymous said...

Yes Juan. Do you know if they are still around? Help us out. Had one of them as a teacher. Great guy.

Anonymous said...

the teachers of then were good "I give up" WOW!

Anonymous said...

He became anglicized and he likes it and under the carpet the gringos just fake it

Anonymous said...

BHS lost its history, traditions, school song etc. with a stroke of a pen . Every major city In the valley has a high school named after its city... except Brownsville... what a shame

Carolee said...

Those boys were my classmates. They were amazingly good and exceptionally good guys. Our high school years were good and it was a group that still gets together. although now it is usually at the doctor's office. Probably the last class with a sense of innocence when cigarettes got you detention hall and Coach Shultz played the radio for the baseball world series during studyhall...detention! Love you classmates! Eagles forever!

Anonymous said...

Take me back to the 1960s!

Anonymous said...

Wow! The virus has killed more individuals than died in Vietnam

Anonymous said...

The campus was a splendor of palms trees...

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