Ann Harbison Owen
Hi! After graduation I attended TCU and on most weekends dated Jack Vaughan who was attending Texas A & M. At the end of this first year of college we married. We lived in Fort Worth, I returned to TCU and Jack went to Arlington TCJC. We then moved to Lubbock and attended Texas Technological College, where Jack graduated as a Petroleum Engineer. We moved around while he got the experience he needed. I substitute taught and continued ministry/charity work. Finally, we moved back to Fort Worth where I Co-founded Southwest Christian School and visited the City County Hospital weekly and taught in the Women’s Jail. We have 4 children; Jack, Jr., Loraine Ann, Cheryl Elizabeth and Sheila Lynn.
All are grown and married. Loraine has two boys and Cheryl has a boy and a girl.
Jack died in 1992. I moved to Kentucky, remarried and moved to Ohio.
I became a trained Counselor and enjoy people, sharing, caring and helping where there is the opportunity and a real need. I am looking forward to moving back to Fort Worth soon and spending quality time with my family. I’d like to travel and fellowship with my dear PHS friends as often as possible and just keep enduring, excited at every sunrise, catching every opportunity fully and being at peace when sun sets. I am not living to die, I am dying to live.
I am a member of The Daughters of the American Revolution, Pi Beta Phi Sorority and NAMI, if you share any of these same interests please email me, I will enjoy hearing from all Classmates and Friends
Bio Update 2006
“Happy Days, I HAVE RETURNED ‘H O M E’ to FORT WORTH, TEXAS and am so Thankful to be back, Divorced and Thoroughly Enjoying ‘Reunions’ with Family and Friends!”
MS. Ann Harbison
Evergreen at Hulen Bend
Unit # 2329
6301 Granbury Cut Off
Fort Worth, TX 76132
817-805-3761
Dearest Classmate and Friend,
After all these years I have just received contact from a dear friend and classmate who is my daughter’s name sake. I haven’t seen any of you since, very latest 1958, I am eagerly looking forward to reuniting with you in the near future, possibly at our 2007 Reunion. If for any reason I am not there I want you to know that I have thought of you often and longed to reach you and find out how you are doing. I am telling you now, knowing you has been an honor in my life and you will forever have a place in my heart.
I am united with my friend in heart, what matter if our place be wide apart?
–Anwar-I-Suheili (Persian poet)
“I didn’t find my friends; the good God gave them to me.”
–Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is my joy in life to find
At every turning of the road
The strong arm of a comrade kind
To help me onward with my load.
And since I have no gold to give,
And love alone must make amends,
My only prayer is, while I live—
God make me worthy of my friends.
–Frank Dempster Sherman
“Stay” is a charming word in a friend’s vocabulary.
–Amos Bronson Alcott
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weight thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
–George Eliot
Friend
I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
I love you for putting your hand into my heaped-up heart and passing over all the foolish and frivolous and weak things that you can’t help dimly seeing there, and for drawing out into the light all the beautiful radiant belongings that no one else had looked quite far enough to find.
I love you for ignoring the possibilities of the fool and weakling in me, and for laying firm hold on the possibilities of the good in me.
I love you for closing your ears to the discords in me, and for adding to the music in me by worshipful listening.
I love you because you are helping me to make of the timber of my life not a tavern, but a temple, and of the words of my every day not a reproach, but a song.
I love you because you have done more than any creed could have done to make me happy.
You have done it without a touch, without a word, without a sign.
You have done it first by being yourself.
After all, perhaps this is what being a friend means.
Warmest regards, until we meet again my friend,
Ann Harbison