2023 Gessner # K 8
Houston TX 77063
My email address: rgtcova@aol.com (as of 6/27/2002)
1-713-972-0705 Home
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1-713-972-5620 Work
1-713-582-1113 Cell
Robert "Bobby" Taylor,
I graduated in the class of 58,the year famous for 23 January when the Dictator,
Marcos Perez Jimenez, got kicked out.
work for a small company out of Ventura, California that manufactures oilfield
equipment, and we were recently acquired by a much bigger company that also
deals with the oilfield, Weatherford.
March, 2001
Hi Harry- No I am not related to Winnie Taylor. We were good friends and the
last time I saw him he was living in Tulsa, Okla. with his wife Rocio and I
believe a couple of daughters. The last I heard, Rocio was living in New Orleans
(I think Winnie met her in Bogotá or Quito while he was living there in the
70's.) If I remember correctly, he died on his way to pick up his girls at ballet
class during one of the worst rains Tulsa ever had, flooding and I think he
hit some high, fast moving water in his car and could not get out. Winnie was
an expert swimmer, so I know it had to be a tough situation.
I only went to Colegio Americano one year, but it was the year that it moved
out to Baruta (Mi Vaca Y Yo). I knew David Eckols, Emmanuel Quintero , Helga
and Sabeth Ramirez, Carmen Sanchez and Dalia Quintini from Escuela Bella Vista
in Maracaibo where we graduated from 9th grade in 55. Then I went to a military
school in Jacksonville, Fla for two years and my senior year in Colegio A. Winnie,
Tom Jones, Alex and Mario Palenzona, Tommy Morrill, many others and all the
beautiful ladies were new friends and I remember that year as one of the best
ever.
Mrs. Mock's husband coached a softball team for the American Church and a bunch
of us played on it, David pitched, I played outfield, Freddy Rivero short stop,
the Hatfield brothers and alot of others. Maybe somebody can name the whole
team.(Good project for Carol, or Lane, or Corinne etc. who used to cheer us
on, HI to all of you.)
There was a scholarship being offered by the US Gov., Institute of International
Education and since my grades were good and nobody else seemed to want it or
could qualify, I got it and went to Oklahoma University (I went there because
I new a bunch of people from Venezuela and all over Latin America were going
there for Pet. Engr. or Geology, I studied EE) for one yr. and some student
from the USA went to Venezuela to study for one yr. on an exchange basis. That
was a very good scholarship, I received checks from the US Gov. with a big eagle
across them. Then I studied at the Universidad Central in Caracas for a couple
of years and that was some experience. I had to get out of there if I wanted
to graduate, so with the help of some acquaintances and some good grades I went
to see Mr. Ford, that's right, the Dad and Pres. of Schlumberger. I thought
he was going to laugh at me and kick me out of his office for helping to drink
most of his beer from his many refrigerators and possibly take late nite dips
in his pool with probably not much on, but luckily the Ford kids were all so
nice I think they covered for everyone. Anyway, he took one look at my papers
and said he would help, I almost fell through the chair. So, back to OU, after
a year or so married Carolyn "Cookie" Hearne who I had originally met in Maracaibo
one summer and who was going to U of Texas at the time. She transferred to OU
(quite a feat to get a Texan to do that) graduated one semester before me and
we had Robby J and Patricia while in Norman, Okla. Cristina was born in Caracas
approx 1-1/2 yrs. later. I graduated spring of 65, and immediately went to work
for Schlumberger in El Tigre eastern Venezuela. We lived in a camp along with
10 or so other families from all over the world. We had a great time, worked
hard and played harder. Great place for kids to grow up, walk around all day
in shorts, no shoes or shirt, the bottom of their feet were like leather, eating
fruit right off the trees.
Have to run for now, I will continue later.