PEC Urges Members and Former Members to Review Unclaimed Capital Credits

Nearly 26,000 PEC members or former members have unclaimed funds on file with the cooperative. These funds, worth more than $1.8 million, are primarily capital credits that have gone unredeemed or unclaimed.
Members and former members are encouraged to review the list of the names associated with unclaimed funds at pec.coop/unclaimedfunds. PEC’s website provides a searchable list of names, and those with unclaimed capital credits can download a form to begin the claims process. All claims must be submitted to PEC before June 22, 2016. Members can submit their completed claim forms by mail to P.O. Box 1, Johnson City, Texas, 78636; by fax at 1-830-868-4956; or by email at [email protected] Any funds not claimed by June 22 will be turned over to the State of Texas and will be available through the Texas Comptroller of Public Accounts.
“PEC is committed to returning capital credits to our members,” said PEC Vice President of Member Services Eddie Dauterive. “Capital credits are just one of the many benefits of being a cooperative member. We have returned nearly $90 million in the past nine years.”
PEC is a member-owned electric cooperative, serving more than 280,000 meters in central Texas. For more information about PEC, visit the cooperative’s website at pec.coop.

A look back in time: June 2016

The LBJ High School graduating class of 1956 pausing for a group photo at the 50 year reunion in 2006.

This month in 1986
The 1986 High School Graduation Ceremonies began at the LBJ Stadium but before the commencement exercises could be completed a heavy rainfall fell and the events had to moved to the LBJ High School Gym.
Cattleman’s National Bank opened its doors for the first time. By closing time, over $1 million in deposits had been taken in. The first depositor was Autumn Marie Moursund, three week old granddaughter of bank presidents, A.W. Moursund. – See Picture
Mr. And Mrs. Chester Hartmann were honored for their 50th wedding anniversary. The couple was married in 1936 in Stonewall, Texas. – See Picture
Kathy Maloy to wed Wynn Stevenson on August 2, 1986 at the 1st Christian Church in Johnson City. – See Picture
This Month in 1996
$97,000 street value worth of marijuana was seized on June 18, 1996 in an undercover team effort led by the 33rd Judicial Dist. Narcotics Enforcement team and the Blanco County Sheriff’s Office.
JCPD is given a new D.A.R.E. car. – See Picture top right.
Michael and Stella Spivey announce the birth of their beautiful baby girl, Nicole Ann Spivey.
Nelda Taylor retires after 24 years of teaching with J.C. I.S.D. She taught many Johnson City youngsters. – See Picture
This Month in 2006
Local gals appear in miniseries “True Women”. Joyce Armke, Helen Jones, and Tooter Smith were extras in the first part of the miniseries that was aired on television.
Keith Christensen was named to Texas A&M’s Dean list for earning a GPA average of 3.75 or higher. We know his Momma was very proud.
A class reunion was held for the LBJ graduates of 1955, 1956, and 1957 at the home of Jeanie Kroll Youngblood (a graduate of the 1956 class). – See Picture above
These young kiddos attended Vacation Bible School at the 1st Baptist Church in Johnson City. Hard to believe they will all the graduating from high school in a few short years. – See Picture

Jack Odiorne


Jack Odiorne of DeSoto fell asleep in Christ at home on March 13, 2016. Jack was born May 23, 1932 in Clayton, New Mexico, and later moved to his family's ranch in Johnson City, Texas where he enjoyed his childhood. He graduated from Johnson City High School in 1951 and went on to pursue a degree in Business Marketing from the University of Texas in Austin in 1958. He moved to Dallas to pursue a Masters at Southern Methodist University and worked for Employers Casualty Insurance, Blue Cross Blue Shield, and IBM. Jack married Dixie Childers on September 17, 1960 in Bristol, Texas and they made their home in DeSoto. His photography hobby became his career in 1971 when he opened Photography by Jack in Ennis, Texas and continued until his retirement in 2013. He was a member of the Dallas and Texas Professional Photographers Associations and the Christadelphian church. He is preceded in death by his parents, Reeve and Claudie Odiorne. He is survived by his wife, Dixie; son, David of DeSoto; daughter, Kimberly (Cameron) Beeler of Bentonville, Arkansas; grandchildren, Zackary Odiorne, Shiloh, Analiese and Wyatt Beeler; one sister-in-law, Janis Coleman of Bristol; one brother-in-law, James (Kay) Childers of Cedar Creek; and several nieces and nephews.

The family will have a private service and requests if you would like to make a memorial in Jack's name that you make it to Faith Presbyterian Hospice,4350 Sigma Rd #400, Dallas, TX 75244 or faithpreshopsice.org. .

Democratic Party Convention Notice

The Precinct/County Convention for the Blanco County Democratic Party will be held on Saturday, March 19, 2016, at the residence of Barbara Hudson, 203 South Avenue E, Johnson City, Texas. Registration will open at 9:30 am; Convention will be called to order at 10:00 am. You may pre-register online at http://Register.txdemocrats.org.

Very Important: Only individuals who voted in the Democratic Primary will be able to participate in this Convention. If you have any questions, please call Barbara Hudson, 868-4219 or email [email protected]

Mustard Seeds

The Farmer, the Mexican and the Jersey Cow

Bill Martineau was a happy man. Jobs were scarce in Utah during the summer of 1963 and he was elated at having found work as a lumber jack in the High Uintah Mountains. He worked very hard during the week and commuted back to Provo on the weekends. That commute took him through the beautiful dairy farming community of Heber City nestled in a green valley in the shadow of snow capped Mount Timpanogas.
One day while passing through the town in his dilapidated used car, he ran into a little jersey milk cow that had somehow gotten through the fence and was wandering on the highway. The owner arrived in time to see his little cow breathe her last.
“You have killed a prize jersey cow!” exclaimed the farmer. “Your cow has wrecked the grill and headlight on my car!” Bill retorted. Thereupon they commenced to gesticulate and accuse each other of malfeasance. “You should have been more careful!” declared the farmer. “You need better fences!” said Bill. Realizing they were getting nowhere with each other, they decided to exchange information and pursue the matter with more calm at a future time.
“Where are you from?” asked the farmer. “I’m from Chihuahua, Mexico,” said Bill. “Mexico? You don’t look like a Mexican,” said the farmer. “I’m from a little Mormon settlement called Colonia Juarez.”
“Colonia Juarez? Do you by any chance know some folks down there by the name of McClellan?” the farmer asked. “I sure do,” said Bill. In fact, Keith McClellan is my roommate at BYU in Provo.” The farmer flashed a big smile and said, “Why, Keith McClellan is my nephew. His mother is my sister. Come on to the house—we’ve got to talk.”
When Bill returned to the apartment that evening he informed me that he had killed some farmer’s cow on the highway and told me that he was treated really poorly. “Why, that old farmer took me to his house and made me sit down to his wife’s cooking. They forced me to eat second helpings of fried chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy, homemade hot rolls and strawberry jam. After that I was obliged to eat fresh baked cherry pie hot out of the oven. It was just awful!” he declared.
“Where did this happen?” I asked. “In Heber City,” he told me with a grin. “Seems the guy knows you. Said he is your mom’s brother.” “Vern Price!” said I. “I do believe you’re right,” he said.
Over the years I have recalled this incident many times. And many times I have asked myself, “What is the moral of this story?” For one thing, I think it demonstrates the power of relationships. The two were antagonists until they found some common ground between them.
Ann Landers said that “the true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.” I think it takes a lot of class for a person to treat everyone with respect and understanding even though he or she may not always agree.
“Class” is respect for others. It is a deep and genuine respect for every human being, regardless of his status in life. It is having manners. It is saying “thank you” and “please.” It is complimenting people for any and every task done well. Class is treating every other person as you would want them to treat you in a similar situation.
It does not depend on money, status, success, or ancestry. The wealthy aristocrat may not even know the meaning of the word, yet the poorest man in town my radiate class in everything he does. If you have class, everyone will know it, and you will have self-respect. If you are without class—good luck, because no matter what you accomplish, it will never have meaning.
The farmer and the Mexican found common ground and used it to become “a class act.”

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Community Easter Service at Whittington's Hill

As the Disaster Used Clothing Drive neared its end, several churches consolidated their collections into Johnson City’s main pickup point at the First United Methodist Church. Toni Silver, from St Luke United Methodist Church in Austin, was one who added to the mountain of bags. By the time you read this, the two semis should have made their pickups from all 21 participating churches.

An All-Church Community Easter Son-Rise Service will be held at 7:00A.M. at Whittington's Hill. Everyone is invited to hear the message of the Resurrection given by Pastor Steve Sanchez and to sing special traditional songs commemorating this spectacular day played by Beverly Voron, both from Community Church of the Hills. Please bring a chair, a blanket, and wear warm clothes. If there is bad weather, then the service will be held at the First United Methodist outdoor pavilion. For more information, call 830-868-7667 or email pastor Steve at [email protected]