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An article written by Melvin McCallum about our site founder, Mike King, and submitted on 1/25/2020 Don’t know where to begin I’ll begin at Permian High School in 1959, when it first opened as a new school in Odessa, Texas. We had attended Odessa High School for our sophomore year and or junior year for the now seniors and the first graduating class of 1960. I was supposed to be in the class of 1961, but I had friends in a lot of different classes. By it being a brand new school and all of us being what we were, wild and crazy kids, mostly, we didn’t always abide by the rules. I’ve written about the first school bonfire and you know how that turned out! Sure, they had printed a new student handbook with all the rules and regulations in it but most of us just wanted to continue having fun and get out of school as soon as we could. There were several outstanding students with knowledge and proper etiquette running out of their ears, so to speak, but I was not one of those performers. I worked after school and was helping my parents put me through school as best as I could. I had an old car, and it took a lot of time and money to keep it in shape. Several people became friends over the course of the next several years and one in particular, Mike King. Mike was class of 1962 but he paled around with us some because he was interested in cars and anyone interested in cars were called “Gearheads”. All of us gearheads were mostly poor and just had what we could afford or either ran around with someone who had a car or pickup. Mike’s father was a roughneck working in the oil patch and driving a 1958 Chevy four door hardtop Belaire with the new air suspension and that brings me to my first low rider of sorts. Every once in a while, Mike would get to drive his father’s crew car and he would let all the air out of the suspension, consequently making it a low rider. Of course, it didn’t jump up and down like a true low rider but in 1961, we didn’t know about low riders, except that crew car riding on the axles with no suspension whatsoever! When Mike was able to have the crew car, and he let all the air out of the suspension, the car rode like a wagon and about four inches off the ground! He avoided any low places otherwise it would drag bottom. It was definitely fun to ride in because it was so unique, even though it rode like a wagon with no springs! Mike’s school car was an old white 1955 Ford two door, probably the cheapest model produced that year. One day at lunch hour at Permian, Mike pulled into the parking lot in front of the school with a mannequins leg covered with a nylon stocking sticking out of the back of the trunk. As you can well imagine, two motorcycle cops were right behind him with their flashing lights and motioning for him to pull over. He pulled into a parking space and got out and by that time, a bunch of us had run down there to see what was going on. Mike was grinning at us but as he turned to confront the cops, his demeanor changed to complete surprise as he asked, “What are y’all pulling me over for?” One of the cops was a well known young officer, named Leroy Brown and he was very simpatico to most of us poor kids. He laughed and asked Mike to please open the trunk, to which Mike replied stoically, “Why would I want to open my trunk, Officers?” By that time, Leroy had walked up to the car and was standing by the trunk, looking at the mannequin’s leg and shaking his head. You can imagine what they first thought when they saw that leg sticking out of the trunk but upon closer examination saw exactly what it was. The other office was motioning for us to stay back as we had been edging closer and closer to the car. Mike walked around a nd saw the leg sticking out of his trunk and with great surprise said, “Now how in the world did that get in there?” Well, we all knew how it had gotten in there but we just allowed him to go on with his fun and no one said a word. Mike opened the trunk by untying a short piece of rope he had tied the trunk lid down and the lid sprang up revealing the rest of the mannequin! Leroy, reached in and pushed the mannequin leg so it wasn’t sticking out and told Mike to shut the trunk lid and go on to class. Mike told Leroy, “I don’t know how that got into my trunk. You reckon someone’s playing a trick on me?” Leroy just smiled and got back on his motorcycle and he and the other office rode away. Mike told us, “I swear I don’t how that mannequin got into my trunk.” Smiling all the time! After Mike got out of high school and was working in Odessa, he was riding a motorcycle one bright summer day, following too close behind a fast moving car, when the car slammed on the brakes and Mike hit it with such force that he was thrown off the motorcycle and his body was propelled through the back window of the car! It cut him up pretty bad and he was taken to the hospital and had some surgery and was back on the motorcycle before too long. I lost tract of Mike until about 1995. He started a website initially listing all the graduating classes and a few personal websites for his good friends. He also had a memorial page for each year. He worked on that a lot during his life in California. He had spent some time in the slammer but even that didn’t slow him down. When I asked for a picture of him, he sent me a picture in an email and the picture image started out with his high school picture then gradually progressed until it was showing him currently. He was a genius with a computer! We corresponded until about two days before he died. He told me he was dying and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. We said our goodbyes and that was the last I heard from him. Mike was a great guy in my opinion and a lot of fun as a kid growing up in Odessa.


Our site is growing!!! Please bear with us as we make these updates. We have moved to a new server platform as of August 2018. In the interest of making space for future classes, some changes to class pages and format are being made. PLEASE be patient as changing all class pages to this new format is a manual effort and takes some time.  Also, if you receive an email notice from Harris Connect regarding Class directories, please know they are a private company, not affiliated with Permian High School, ECISD, or is solely owned and maintained by Elizabeth MacLean Huston, Class of 1979, in loving memory
of Mike King, Class of 1962 who established and tirelessly ran this site until his death. Mike will forever be
remembered and we will always be grateful for his work and dedication to Permian High School and its Alumni. A special thank you to Vickie Kay Maddox, class of 1969 for her devotion, support, and assistance in gathering and sharing information for alumni updates.  Her efforts are truly appreciated and keep the information on this site current.  Thank you to Vickie, we couldn't do this without her help!


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