Iowa Falls High School

Class of 1969

Mary Jo Larson

 Mary Jo Larson

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Full Name While at IFHS Mary Jo Larson
Current Full Name Mary Means
Home Address/City/State/Zip 11 W. Imperial Circle, Warner Robbins, GA 31093-2207
Home Phone 478-929-5711
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Personal Email MaryMeans at webtv dot net
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Significant Other Jesus Christ
Children/Grandchildren Chelseah (28);

Boomer-3 (Husky); Lilly-5 (Maltese)

Occupation Priority Mail Clerk turned maintenance
Company US Postal Service
Work Address/City/State/Zip Macon Processing & Distribution Center, Macon, GA
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Biographical Information:

After college, I married my college sweetheart, and we both enlisted in the United States Air Force.  I retired from the Air Force in 1994.  Since then, after a short stint as a student once again, I decided school wasn't for me any more.  I quit college and teamed up with the United States Postal Service where I've been ever since.  My plans are to retire from the postal service at the end of 2009 and just chill for the remainder of my days (aaaaaah!!!).  Two full careers is plenty for anybody :) !!!  My daughter Chelseah (her name rhymes with "idea") also works at the Macon Processing and Distribution Center (USPS) with me.  As of this update, she's 30 years old, single, and loving it.  As an Air Force "brat", Chelseah has had quite an education for herself, besides her conventional college.  I think the greatest plus for her (and myself) was all the travel and exposure to a variety of other cultures.  Where most people read about things in books, we've had the opportunity to experience and live it firsthand.  Our favorite assignment, of the over 40 different countries we've been assigned in or traveled in, was in the Philippines.  We were stationed there from 1988-1991.  I would have extended my assignment and retired there, but, Mount Pinatubo had other plans for the American presence there.  When Mount Pinatubo erupted, all the volcanic ash and pyroclastic flow literally covered and destroyed Clark Air Base (I lost everything), ending its ability to deploy jet aircraft in and out of there.  I lived like a queen there with houseboys, house girls, sew girls, and yard boys.  It was so cheap to live on their  economy that my monthly bills (rent, utilities, etc.) totaled approximately $250 a month--try beating that!  Also, I was assigned to the 3rd Law Enforcement Squadron, which boasted the ONLY mounted horse patrol in the entire Armed Services.  For those of you who remember me riding around Iowa Falls on my Arabian horse, Sultan of Morocco, you know this was paradise for me!  I was always at the horse stables riding in my spare time.  A year prior to the great volcanic eruption, Clark Air Base was devastated by a huge earthquake, registering 8.0 on the Richter Scale.  It literally rocked the island of Luzon and killed many people, primarily in the region of Camp John Hay.  I could go on and on with numerous stories about other assignments, but, I think this gives one a fair idea of some of the many hair-splitting experiences we've encountered in our military career.  When I look back in retrospect, how many people, in a lifetime, get to experience the Eiffel Tower, Big Ben, the Changing of the Guard (Buckingham Palace), famous World War I and II battle sites, the beautiful gondola boat rides on the canals of Italy, the German festivals and all the exotic foods peculiar to each country?  Now, if this isn't an education, I don't know what is?  I could go on and on, but for lack of space, will stop here :) !!!  Above all, I feel blessed to have served my country so proudly and faithfully for 20+ years.  My dad, Ole Larson, was a Navy, WWII veteran.  I always wanted to serve because of the stories he shared with me when I was a child growing up in rural Iowa.  Living in gas masks, field conditions, eating MREs (meals-ready-to eat), and roughing it were all part of my military experience, but, I believe I came out a better person for all I've experienced. I remember how upset I got when, at first, they wouldn't let me deploy to Desert Storm--at the time, there was a coup attempt against the Philippine government, and none of us in the 3rd Law Enforcement Squadron were allowed to go because we were on high alert at our home base deploying F-16s over Manila. I must admit, however, it's great to be a civilian again and stay in one place without having to be reassigned every couple of years.  I appreciate the stability, and have vowed never to board an airplane again (if I can help it).  I spent several years on the IG (Inspector General) team which meant countless TDYs, both air- and-road trips.  Experiences such as this have turned me into a regular home body.  I've had my fill of travel, and am presently enjoying life in Backyardsville, USA!  I just recently had a sun room added on to my home, and I don't think one day goes by that I don't spend time out there--just enjoying the sights, sounds, and smells of nature.  I love the great outdoors!  I enjoy watching my babies (Boomer and Lilly) dart around the back yard, chasing birds and squirrels.  I'm still the avid reader I always was, reading everything I can get my hands on (primarily non-fiction).  I know I need to get busy and get some flicks sent in to our class website, so all of you can catch up with me.  My military career (spent primarily overseas) wouldn't allow me to attend class reunions.  I'll have to make up the best way I can--in pictures.  They say a picture says a thousand words, so I'll get some together.  Since I lost most of my treasured personal items, pictures included, in the wake of the volcanic eruption, I'll have to send what I still have remaining.  The nice thing is that the memories can never be destroyed :)!!!   Until my next update...loving life, and living it to the fullest! 

-Too Much to handle in one sitting