This was perhaps my most traumatic year of grade school. And my mother corrects me: the Scent of Death was Tabu. On the plus side, it would be the beginning of the decade of coming of age music. But that is another subject for another time. [su_divider top=”no”] Sixth Grade: Mrs. Badeau -   I wrote … Read more
This would have been 1958-9. Other installments in the series (hang with me, we’re more than half way now) are linked at the end of this chapter. [su_divider top=”no”] Four Grade: Ms Long -Â Â Â I have copious memories of Ms. Long. I’m sure we all do. She was much feared. I loved her. From her … Read more
Second Grade: Ms Barnes 1955-6 -   The first thing I always remember about Ms Barnes was that she came to my house, and I was not in trouble. It was my seventh birthday party. You don’t forget stuff like that. -   Was this the year we were introduced to “magic markers”? I remember the squeak; … Read more
I would never have spent my morning pages last week doing this had not I been prompted by a classmate who was penning some memories of those times for his grand children. We both attended Minnie Holman Elementary in Woodlawn Highlands. The building was demolished in the early 90s. The writing out of these ghoses … Read more
I only have a few minutes of peace and reflection at the computer-with-coffee this morning. The reason is dental. A gold crown came off while water-picking. As seems to be typical of dental emergencies, the timing was not convenient–on the night before a major snow storm, which was also the night before a planned trip … Read more
