Claire Turner Fussell
While attending Louisiana State University Fred Haynes wore the
#11jersey. The punter who lived 1/4 mile away was David Lee. David
lived on the corner of Ash and Goodwill and Fred lived on the corner of
Clerk and Pine.
My dad (Red Turner) played on the 1938 MHS Championship Team with O. H.
Haynes, Jr. I was in high school with Fred, and only missed half of one
game during my four years at MHS. After high school, I attended LSU and was
able to watch Fred play several more years. In fact, I was "sent" to LSU so
my dad would have an excuse to go to Baton Rouge every weekend to see Fred.
The story is told that Daddy and O.H. would eat a giant bottle of Maalox on
the drive to BR as they "pre-played" the game, then, they would eat another
giant bottle of Maalox on the return to Minden as they "re-played" the game.
I must say that watching Fred Haynes play ball was like watching Mikhail
Baryshnikov dance. The grace, precision, and talent was enough to make your
hair stand on end. Although Fred probably still holds passing records at
LSU, I think he was "at his best" as a scrambling quarterback. Just about
the time everyone thought he was going to be brought down by the defense, he
would make some of his fancy moves, emerge from the pack, and make a huge
gain. I still get goose-bumps when I remember him running down the field.
I'm attaching a copy of the poem I wrote the morning Fred died. Not that I
consider myself a great, or even good, poet, but I did think it said what
needed to be said about Fred.
I remember several members of the 1964 team whose bio (or stories about the
team and games) I would love to read. Some of them include: (Sr. '64)Mike
Brewer, Dennis McClure, Stan Belton, Carl Shaw, Sam Wigley, Jimmie Woods,
Ronnie Brown, Rodger Anderson, Glen Holtzclaw, Willie Hubbard, Carr
McClendon, Steve Maddry, Steve White, and (Sr. '65) Butch Williams, Stan
Green, Danny Milam, Jim Simmons, Larry Martin, Gary Harrison. I've probably
left out several players, but I'm OLD and my mind is not as sharp as it used
Also, Sherry, did you know that golfer David Toms is the son of MHS '64
graduate Buster Toms? Their bio's would be interesting.
Keep up all your good work. I love reading your e-mails and all the
articles on MindenMemories.
Freddie Lynn Haynes
Goodnight, goodnight, Sweet Fred
You've crossed the goal line once again
You've scored your final touchdown
You've earned the Ultimate Win
All of us will miss you
You brought such joy into our lives
Your body may have left us
But your legend still survives
Claire Turner Fussell
Seeing O.H. Haynes name recalled an exciting event when I
was a volunteer fire fighter. We responded to a fire on Hwy. 80 west, just
outside the city limits. When we arrived, we were told to get into a ditch
for safety. There was gun fire and a lot of police and other folks were
shooting into a house. A state policeman was going from tree to tree,
approaching the house; just like a movie. The house had smoke coming from
it. We were told it was a fire caused by tear gas. The Sheriff, O. H.
Haynes, had been shot. His son, a deputy sheriff, took him to the
hospital. The man in the house was killed. One person reportedly shot a
hole in the top of his vehicle. I was just a kid and it was pretty
exciting. The fire itself was limited to a sofa.
Maurice Whitlow, Class of 1948