Karen Kelley (Lund)
Reed Perry. You know how there are some names you will never forget? And the people attached to those names? Reed Perry came to Aptos School in seventh grade, I believe. We had self-contained classrooms and stayed with the same kids from K-8th grade. We were a very tight-knit group. One morning in walks Reed with a grin a mile wide and dimples. He looked somewhat like a farmer boy with work shirt and work pants (not jeans) and high-top work boots. That was different.
Then he spoke. He had thee most adorable Southern drawl we had ever heard. Some of us had NEVER heard anyone talk like that. A few giggled but he never let any of that nonsense get to him. I like to think that my class was special like that. We would all play softball during recess in 7th and 8th grade and it soon became evident that Reed was not athletically inclined. He was a wee bit heavy and ran about as fast as he talked, which was sweet and slow. We "adopted" him. The boys at our school would encourage him and the girls would cheer. When he would get a hit we'd go wild and we strained to "help" him around the bases. The grin never waivered and he seemed like the happiest kid on earth.
I had no classes with him in high school. In fact, sadly, I don't remember ever seeing him there. A couple of years after graduation I read that he had been killed in Vietnam. I just bawled. That horrible, horrible war had taken one of the sweetest, kindest, most gentlemanly boys I ever knew growing up. RIP, Reed. I remember you. You have not been forgotten.
Karen; Thank you for those words about Reed. He lived in La Selva and was a freind to me. We would sometimes walk the beach from La Selva to Sunset exploring the cliffs. If we had spent too much time there he was known to spend hours trying to wash the dirt (tan) off. I also remember going to the Fox with him and my brother to see "The Guns of Navarone".
Thank you, James, for giving another insight into the boy who was Reed Perry. I'm so happy you posted. Also, I'm so very happy to know Reed had a good friend like you and you had "adventures" while growing up in La Selva. You've made my day.
That's okay Mike -- after so many years of memories some of our rams are filled and we don't remember a lot of things after a good night's sleep. I'm sure some of us even get to meet new people everyday without even leaving the house.
I remember Reed Perry as a really nice guy. Thank you Reed for your ultimate sacrifice for your country! We are so proud of you and thank you for the bottom of our hearts.
If anyone knows what military branch he served I would love to add it to his profile. He deserves to be recognized for his selflish service and honored by all in our class.
Thank you Reed Perry. You are a hero to all of us!
I remember Reed pretty much the same as Karen, today is the first time I've heard that he was no longer with us. So sad. Reed, you were one of the good ones. You'll be missed. Thanks, Karen for such a lovely tribute, I remember you from 7th and 8th grade, Mr. Lee and Mr McChesney, funny the things one remembers after almost 60 years. I still remember what you wrote in my yearbook, the book is long gone, but your words are clear as a bell. Do you remember?
Thanks for the memories,
Ken Domries :o)
Everything I've read about Reed was true. He lived in "upper La Selva" on Loma Drive and I think we who knew him a bit closer used to call him Admiral as I think that was the brand of workd jeans he always wore.