Ah, all the lost loves. I just found out a couple years ago that Jack Griffith thought I was really cute. Little did he know I thought the same of him. Was that part of the reason I went to his house to play with his sister Janet? Don't know.
And, yes, I was in Mrs. Scott's fourth grade class in the quonset huts at 10th and E. That was the year the boys terrorized the girls at recess by trying the kiss the girls. Not me, though, nobody tried to kiss me--(until Jan Koslosky did in the parking lot of KFQD when we were seniors. I think beer had something to do with that.). Was that don't-kiss-Jeanne a rule because I'd given some poor boy a bloody nose in third grade at North Star when they let us play with real boxing gloves? First punch thrown, and I connected dead on his nose. End of boxing match. Scared the dickens out of me.
I also was in class with Jim in first grade with Mrs. Waddel. However, I think Jimmy read too many Roy Rogers comics, because it was ROY Evans, not DALE Evans, who was in our mutual classes.
Jimmy continues: Some how during my 3rd. and 4th. grade I was sent back to the Quonset hut school with Miss Scott and Miss Smith as teachers. Somewhere in there I met Fronna Rutledge and fell in love again and then back to the North Star School for the 5th and 6th grade with Miss Anderson who got married during the 5th grade and Mr. McKinnon? whom I hated during the 6th grade.
My folks took me on several winter vacations to the South 48 where I learned we were getting a better education than anyone. I remember a school in Calif. during the 7th grade where they had 3 different classes for English. They put me at the bottom because they were sure I was raised in an Igloo. Rapidly advanced to the 3rd level, I found they were still using our 6th grade English lessons.
Please give my regards and best wishes to those who (or is it whom?--I always made A's in English and still have trouble with that one) attend.
This is great:
During my 20 years in the Marine Corps I had to get transcripts of my high school grades to keep my security clearance updated every couple of years, along with other schools.
All of those folks I mentioned in the second grade class were there. You make me feel like that new TV program "Burn Notice". I've been erased like a green chalk board. Could I have forgotten the Piggly Wiggly super market on Spenard Road or Lake Spenard where we all spent the summers? I guess now it's called Lake Hood. Or the 4th Ave. Theater or the Denali Theater, could the Rabbit Creek Inn be a dream?
Ah Ha, I figured it out. Mr. Z, the "vice principal" hated my guts and I hated his. I talked to him when I came home on leave in 1961 and still hated him. He erased me. That's got to be it.
There had just been a poll at the University of Washington where most students said they would rather live under Russian rule and Communism than die fighting it. He was an absolute peace-nik and agreed with it. I would never have thought that about him before because of his brisk and business like manner. Well, maybe it was because I was in my Marine dress uniform and he was jealous. Yes, I graduated with the class of 1960. We are Neat--We are Nifty--Senior Class --of 1960
The love of my life in 2nd grade was Jeanne Waite.
