Today I called the teacher that I had from Dec 1939 to May 1946 when I graduated from 8th grade.Her name is Lucy Monahan Hartley. She had graduated from High School the previous May and taught all 8 grades in the typical one-room red brick schoolhouse. She will be 90 years old this coming Jan 18 and sounded as lively as I remember her. We had about 20 minutes of talk and reminiscing about those long past days. I took the opportunity to tell her how important the education I got from her had been all my life. It's amazing how easily memories from 70 years ago come back, especially when they are so pleasant. Thanks Miss Lucy ,and may you have many more years of joy!

Well, the parade has come and gone! I tried to type something last night but the words just didn' t come.It"s easier now as I look at the pictures. It was a blast! The only people I recognized outside of our crowd were Mayor Jamie Cater, Police chief Smith, City councilman Dave Hetzel and of course ,Tyron Spearman, all of whom found me.
David worked past 2AM Saturday to put lights on my cart. It was in the 40's with a good breeze so it was "cool". I was so proud of our gang and I hope the little ones have good memories of it all. Maybe we can do it all again next year?? And, maybe I can
"see " it then.