FIFTY YEARS AND COUNTING

This is a "Where do I begin" moment, it can't even be decided if the chicken or the egg came first.  For me, that is a mute point, it depends on which side of the fence I am on at the moment I'm asked.  The Chicken came first if I am in religious mode, and if I am in a moment of education it is the egg.

 

Right now I am in an extremely spiritual mode.   My life is filled with love, laughter and sadness;  many bittersweet moments,  many moments of elation, and many devastating moments.  Maybe it is the Joys of Rosh Hashanah or the solemnness of Yom Kippur, or could it be my mother's tentative hold on life.  My life is filled with life lessons.

 

This is the time of year when young ones everywhere are excitedly buying that new pair of tennis shoes.   The box of new crayons, unused, makes them beam.  They are beginning a journey which will have many roads to take.  I look back at the roads I have traveled.  Today is the first day of the weekend celebration of my high school 50 year reunion.  I do remember the day I graduated, although I do not remember the first day of school.  There was no Kindergarten at my school in the boot heel of Missouri.  Kindergarten was a very Avant Garde idea.  Too far out for a small country town. 

 

Even though I don't remember what happened the first day of the rest of my life, I do remember what I wore.  It was a red a green plaid dress with little capped sleeves.  My hair was down and mom had used rags to put it into banana girls.  I remember feeling so pretty.   I remember at recess time I wouldn't play on the monkey bars because of modesty but it was more than that, I didn't want to get my dress dirty.  Before the day wore off the monkey bars were my destination. One other thing I remember about that first day is the teachers name.  I don't know how to spell it but it sounded like Miss Laticia.  I think she was older, she had gray hair like a grandma (but I know now that young people can have gray hair).   She was always short tempered and little girls who loved to communicate weren't her favorite people. 

 

My experiences that first year make me wonder now how much an impression the person makes who is your child's first foray into the big world.  Does this person help decide the roads your child will eventually travel?  The other teachers whose names I remember are all related to the world of journalism.  There was my seventh grade grammar teacher, Mrs. Threlkeld.  She made the construction of a sentence fun.  Maybe it was her look.  She was statuesque, and her hair must have been extremely long because she wore a braid that went around the back of her head and was like a tiara on top.   I have seen pictures of Spanish Dancers with that type hair do.

 

In my senior year I took English 4 and Public Speaking.  The teacher for both, was a just out of college journalism student.  I believe we were her first classes.  Her Name is Vieta Jo Hampton.  She showed me one of the roads I could take.  I was introduced to poetry reading and writing.  I was instructed in all venues of public speaking.  But the road which I never expected to travel so soon was shown to me. 

 

She had a Folk music guitarist come to our classes to speak on, "Folk Music as  means of communication".  He spoke to the classes.  I never even got to shake his hand.  I fell in love watching him and listening to him.  On the school bus home I told my girl friend, "That's the man I am going to marry."  She laughed and said you haven't even met him.  I told her, I didn't know how but I was going to meet him.

 

To make a long story short, It is a very long story, It is fifty years for my musician and I.

 

I want to thank all the people known and unknown who shaped my life.

The following blog is the story of my musician and me:
http://glosgarden.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-day-of-rest-of-our-lives.html

The following blog is the story of his part in my mortally embarrassing moment:
 http://glosgarden.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-most-embarrassing-moment.html

My life's partner was the best choice for me.  I can't wait to see what the next fifty brings.

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