One of the hazards of possessing a “Boom(er) Times” memory is that the brain cells holding on to all those recollections occasionally strip a gear. So, because that’s happened along the way during the four months of doing this column, today’s the time to clear up some of the “misstatements” (as some politicians would put it.)

Let’s first clear up the location of the Flume, a then-rural party spot for local teenagers back in the day. As former Sentinel and Free Press Publisher Ken Johnson was quick to note, I mistakenly placed it below Mantey Heights in one of my “You Know You’re From Grand Junction When … ” ramblings.

Ken’s right ... I was off by quite a bit. But I’m wondering just how he would know it was actually just west of First Street/26 Road and immediately south of Bookcliff Gardens. In fact, any remaining nighttime solitude in that area disappeared just recently when the road was altered to accommodate a new subdivision.

Just so you know what kind of weirdness surfaces when remembering the “good old days,” consider this. One of my recollections of the Flume is discovering and perfecting the art of opening a beer bottle with the tailgate of a Jeep station wagon while “on location” there. (If that’s a piece of information you feel is critical to your future, stop me sometime and I’ll be happy to explain. Or, better yet, to demonstrate the technique on the closest clean metal edge. You’ll need to provide the vintage Jeep and the cold one.)

A couple of readers have conflicting memories of just which star of the “Cisco Kid” television series was on hand for Grand Junction’s 75th anniversary festivities. One shares my recollection that it was Leo Carillo, “Pancho,” and Max Stites says it was actually “Cisco,” actor Duncan Renaldo. I’ve been meaning to check that out at the Museum of the West or with Jim Eisenhower, who helped put together the celebration.

In my column discussing the history of St. Mary’s Hospital, birthing place of many Mesa County boomers, it seems I inadvertently combined memories of locations of a couple of other local medical facilities. Mesa Memorial Hospital, for a time located down on Main Street and later up at Tenth Street and Grand Avenue, was not the predecessor of Community Hospital. I’m reminded that Mesa Memorial was absorbed by St. Mary’s, which operated a clinic at the Grand Avenue location before the transition of use to Mesa Developmental Services.

The old Osteopathic Hospital across from Mesa College, a single story block building about a block north of North Avenue on 12th Street, morphed into Community Hospital after a move up the street to its present location. Another local medical institution, Lower Valley Hospital, became Family Health West. What’s interesting is that the Grand Valley’s first elder care institution is now expanding its regular health care mission to reflect growth in that booming part of the Grand Valley.

There were a multitude of “You forgot ...”) responses to last week’s recitation of local baby boomers who went on to serve in elective office. First and foremost was a quick reminder from a reader that I’d left out former state representative, now St. Mary’s administrator, Dan Prinster. I may have to start some mind exercises since I do recall participating in the late-night celebration of Dan’s victory in his initial campaign against Reford Theobold.

I also left former representative Vicki Armstrong off the list. I was reminded of that at last Tuesday’s Grand Junction Lions Club meeting by our president, the aforementioned Mr. Theobold, who also tossed out names of two other former state reps, Carole Edmonds and current Mesa County Public Trustee Paul Brown.

Another missive asked about City Council member Doug Thomason, who I’d considered and benched (a position unfamiliar to Doug when he was a towering presence on the Mesa State basketball team).

Obviously, any local public official born post-WWII could have been included in last week’s column. My intent was to limit the list to folks who’d grown up in these parts. Safe to stay I’ve still probably left someone out.

And yes, Reford, Bernie Buescher does qualify on all counts, including age. For some reason my esteemed Lions Club leader thought the ever-youthful Mr. Buescher was a bit older than he actually is.

As Reford’s penance (and just to show no good deed goes unpunished), I’ll mention one more time that former council member Theobold was both recalled and elected in the same balloting back in 1986.

“Thanks for rubbing salt in that old wound,” Lion President Reford commented last week.

<i>Jim Spehar’s needed both correction and inspiration his whole life, so keep those e-mails coming to jimspehar@bresnan.net.</i>